His Saviour

12

My mind constantly is thinking about that moment we shared together. I mean how do you forget the pleasurable feeling of someone's lips lightly nibbling on your ear. I certainly didn't forget.

After we left the showroom we said our goodbyes and got into our cars before leaving through the exit. My mind was currently struggling to keep in control and the raging pulse of my heart wasn't helping at all. This was how he made me feel.

Once I arrived at the house I was instantly hit with a wave of fatigue and I just wanted to fall asleep even if it was on the sofa that looked about as comfortable as my bed. I knew that I would regret that in the morning.

Waking up the following morning I was surprised that it was so late, I didn't sleep that late probably around midnight and that is way earlier than the time I normally go to sleep especially with working at the bar. I managed to actually do something productive and do some household chores. My home definitely needed it.

I actually can't remember the last time I hoovered but from the amount of hairs I collected, I can safely say its been a fucking long time. I practically moult all my hair off when I brush it every morning. Am I the only once that leaves balls of hair just randomly on the side. Jesus, if my mother saw that.

After hoovering and rearranging the layout of my whole entire house it was unfortunately time to meet one of my friends from Manchester. He was a close friend of mine in college and I haven't really seen him since then.

So, this is going to be a sort of catch up that is long overdue.

Obviously being the bloody crazy person that he is he wanted to meet me at a club, not the one I work at apparently a new one that I was unaware of until he told me about it.

I decided on an off the shoulder crop top with a mini skirt and my knee-high boots. I posted a picture of my outfit to my Instagram before grabbing my keys and heading out of the house. My friend he's a fashion student so I am fully prepared for him to judge my look before even saying hello.

Arriving at the club I didn't expect it to this busy but it is a student night so I guess it's aloud to be. Its in the part of the city where not many people go out clubbing. There's more bars than clubs.

My eyes scanned the place before I spotted the over excited blue eyed blonde. He was in a booth and when he says me he frantically waved me over. Clearly not caring about the idiotic stares he was getting.

As soon as I reached him he pulled me in for a hug, wrapping his arms around my body and squeezing me so tightly. "okay Justin can you let me breath now" I say struggling to get any air into my system. I don't remember him being this strong.

"sorry babe, I've just missed you that's all" his face morphed into one with sadness and I hated it so I just hugged him again.

"I missed you too," I said burying my head into his shoulder. The thing is we both started university together a few years back and we got along really well. When I left uni to just work full time job much to my mother's threats.

We didn't see each other as much and Justin actually spent a year in America working on some fashion shows there so it became much harder for us to see each other.

He soon grabs my hand and lets me sit beside him in the booth. Soon enough some girl comes over and places a few drinks down on the table. She looks at Justin with a hungry look, licking her lips.

"Ew," we both mutter as she walks away. Did she really think she looked sexy doing that I mean she was honestly about 5'5 and she looked like she caked her face up to the maximum.

"so, what's going on with you missy" he suddenly turns fully facing me. Even his drink was forgotten about. My silence was clearly an indication so that probably explains the smirk on his face.