Spellbound (Kendall Jenner//gxg//interracial)

Four

Kendall

It was Friday night and I was currently at the Nice Guys, clubbing with my friends.

Kylie and I were in the bathroom, trying to clean up our make up. I applied another layer of matte red lipstick and straighten out my black silk dress that stopped at mid thigh and had eyelash lace around the deep v cut.

"There wasn't one cute guy out there." Kylie said, gathering her things and placing them back into her purse.

"Yeah I guess your right." I simply said, shrugging my shoulders.

We headed back outside with our friends, only to see they had some new company along with them.

"Hey guys." My friend Tyler called us over to the group of people.

"Hey, who are all of these people?" Kylie asked, her eyes searching through the group.

"Oh, to be honest, I don't really know, but this is my old friend Pierre." He said, my eyes searching for the French beauty as he mentioned her.

It was like she walked towards us in slow motion, her tight, short dress nicely hugging every single part of her body.

She wore a nude dress, almost seemed like a blazer, but was tied into a knot at the her stomach and have a deep plunging neck like that exposed her cleavage.

Her white hair was pin straight, split perfectly down the middle. Her lip gloss sparkles in the fluorescent colored lights and her golden hoops dangled as she strutted over to us.

"Oh we've met." I said, practically drooling at how good she looked.

"Hey Kendall." She said, pulling me into a tight hug. I could smell the faint scent of sweet tequila on her breathe.

"Oh, well then there's no reason for me to introduce you guys then." Tyler screamed before headed back into the group, leaving me with Kylie and Pierre.

"Kylie, this is Pierre." I introduced Kylie to Pierre.

They exchanged greetings and I could tell Pierre had one to many drinks considering how tipsy she was.

"So how'd you guys meet?" Kylie asked, turning back to me.

"Oh, she was the one who took the shots for the Vogue shoot." I spoke over the electronic music.

"Oh, cool." She simply said, nodding her head.

I turned to see Pierre barely paying attention, just swaying her body to the music as she sipped on her drink.

I turned back to Kylie who had a devilish smile on her face. "I'm gonna go get a drink." She winked, not even asking if I wanted to get cold with her.

I turned to Pierre, who was singing along to Post Malone's I Fall Apart. She had her eyes closed as she moved side to side, belting the lyrics out.

She opened her eyes to catch me studying her, causing a smile to grow on her face. She grabbed my arms, pulling me into her.

I let out a laugh, taken back at her ease towards me. Usually she would be hard to get and mysterious but tonight she let everything out.

"No you said it
No you said it
We'd be together"

I belted our with her, dramatically grabbing onto my chest as we yelled the lyrics out.

As the song ended, I could tell her mood was shifting. A slower song began to play; a sensual song.

A sly grin creep up onto her lips as she swayed to the music, letting her hips move to the beat. She ran her fingers through her hair, the other hand running up and down her body.

She opened her eyes to see me once again taking everything she did in. She walked towards me and started dancing on me.

By now, everyone was either drunk, high, or both to even notice the two of us.

She wrapped my arms around her as she grinned against my hips. Let her control me since I lost of of mine.

As the song came to the end, she looked at me for one last time before blowing me a kiss and strutting into a crowd.

I tried to process everything that just happened, trying to make sure I wasn't just hallucinating all of that.

I decided to go to the bathroom in search less of people.

To my luck, there she was. She stood in front of the mirror, applying a layer of brown sparkling lipgloss to her lips.

I hesitantly walked in, hoping she didn't take notice to me. At this point, she probably think I'm stalking her.

I bent over the sink and splashed my face with water, trying to find the sober Kendall somewhere.

She hadn't noticed me yet, but I could tell she did when the evil grin appeared on her face once more.

She placed her lipgloss in her purse, turning to me. I lifted my face from the sink, unsure of what was about to happen next.

Her eyes were barely open and she wore a lazy smile on her face as she strutted towards me.

"Can't catch enough can you?" She finally stopped in front of me, giggling in my face.

I felt the heat rise to my cheeks as the girl of my dreams stood in front of me, about to do the unthinkable.

She grabbed my face and mashed her lips into my mine. I stood frozen for a second before realizing this was the moment I had been yearning for.

I moved my lips into hers, grabbing ahold of her waist. She leaned further into the kiss, wrapping her arms around my neck.

The moment couldn't lasted forever, pulled I pulled away. Looking into her glossy eyes, I bit my lip.

"I can't do this." I removed my hands from her waist and sheepishly placed them behind my back.

She lifted her arms from my body, but I could still feel her touch lingering. The taste of her liquor on my tongue.

She narrowed her eyes at me and just shook her head, letting out a short laugh.

She grinned one last time before heading out the door, not even looking back.

There I was, left in the bathroom alone where I just rejected my crush for what? I splashed my face with water again before deciding to heading back outside, in search for Pierre.