David Bowie (1)

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I accidentally wrote this in first person, oops. I hope you enjoy it, sorry for the wait. I've been super busy with the holidays.💛

(Your P

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(Your P.O.V.)

I walked across the floor of the club, the loud music pounding through my ears. People danced around me, shimmering bodies rubbing against each other. Walking up to the bar I took a seat on a stool, the bartender wiped down the table.

"What will you be drinking?"

"A scotch on the rocks please."

He nodded, going to make the drink. I turned my stool to look out at the people on the dance floor. Something caught my attention out of the corner of my eye, looking over I saw a thin pale man with wheat colored hair. His eyes caught my attention, they almost seemed to be different colors as the dim lights hit off them.

"Anyone sitting here?" He asked, pointing to the stool next to me.
"Nope." I answered, nodding at the bartender as he handed me my drink.
Running a hand his shaggy hair the man stuck his hand out for me to shake,

"The name is David." He flashed a toothy smile as I shook his hand.

"My name is y/n."

"What a pretty name." David said in a soft tone, causing me to blush.

"Tell me about yourself y/n." David said in almost a whisper, his accent made my cheeks burn red.
Running my hand through my hair, I was thankful that the club was dark. "I work at a store up the road, and a clothes store. How about you?"

His eyes twinkled like stars, "Me? I'm a song writer."

"Oh? Written anything I've heard?"

David squirmed, "Not really, I also sing."

My eyebrows tweaked up, I so wanted to hear him sing, but this club wasn't the place to do it. His eyes wandered up and down my figure, an eager smile spread across his face.

"You're so beautiful, you know that?"
Leaning against the bar, I threw my hair back. "And you have beautiful eyes."

David leaned over, his breath brushing against my cheek. "That dress fits you perfectly in...every...single...way."

My breath caught in my throat as his hand went up my thigh, "Lets get out of here." I whispered and a smile grew on David's face.

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