bad feels good on you.

ch one

i sat there in the middle of manhattan's most extravagant club that all the college students hit on late saturday nights. i took a sip of my drink and watched as my friends took in the night like it was their last. the air around me was filled with smoke and glitter.
"hunter!! come over here and dance with us," my very tipsy friend anna shouted from the dance floor. she was in between two guys, her boyfriend chad and his best friend nick. i laughed at her, "ya know i think the party is too full over there." she whispered something in chad's ear and danced her way over to my hide out. she held out her hand, "come on! it's not the same without you." next thing i knew, camila cabello's crying in the club started blasting from the speakers. she started dancing and she wasn't going to let me sit here like this. i gave in, "okay fine. one song." she squealed and i put down my drink to join her. we danced all the way to the center of the crowd. all of a sudden my body felt a jult of energy and spice i had never felt before. i was grinding on random guys as anna and i laughed at each other. she handed me her juul and the next thing i knew i was dancing like shit didn't matter. i stood there in the middle of the crowd to take a breather and out of the corner of my eye i spotted a guy looking at me. i saw him across the room in between two other girls. he just looked at me and i enjoyed it. part of me wanted to say i knew him. i smiled. taylor swifts don't blame me was now the music everyone's body was attached to. i started to move my hips back and forth and turned back around to dance with anna. all of a sudden i felt a pair of hands wrap around my waist and out of response, i turned around. it was him. i was too drunk and high now to even care who or what he looked like. just the feeling of someone's hands around me was good enough. my body was lost in the music and now on him. i could feel his fingers tracing the lines on my jeans all the way up to my neck. he started kissing me on the ear and slowly made his way to my shoulder. the feeling was more intoxicating than any drug i had ever taken in. i took his hand, not even knowing his name and dragged him to the back hallway of the club. i pushed him up against the wall and crashed my lips into his. as well as my body. i looked up at him for a second and realized who he was and where i knew him from, but i didn't get the chance to say anything before he picked me up into his arms and kissed my neck. i trickled my hands down his chest. everything else from that point seems like a blur. until i woke up the next morning.