Sweet Creature - H.S

Chapter 1

It hurt. My heart that is. Watching the man I loved have another girl on top of our bed was painful. Watching the man I loved walk out on me with that girl was excruciating. My move to New York was painful. I spent the plane ride nursing my broken heart. Hopefully my move and my new job would be the medicine I need, I thought. The odd night in my first week there before beginning work consisted of drinking at some random club and talking to some random bar tender. And that's exactly what this night consisted of.

I sat drinking some drink the bartender recommended while I watch the swaying bodies of strangers grind against each other. The sexual tension suffocated this club as men preyed on women and so forth. No one interested me though, my heart was too heavy to carry around I couldn't be bothered hiding it so I can be intimate with someone else. I only wanted him.

"Could you move." An angry voice laced with an English accent grunted, I turned around and faced a living angel. Brown curly hair that sat as a perfect mess on top of his head. Green eyes that were so dark but glowing at the same time. He wore a black shirt with the buttons undone at the top and the sleeves rolled up, revealing a litter of tattoos. He was gorgeous and if I saw him before he spoke maybe, just maybe i'd stare for a while longer.

Unfortunately he did speak making him a little less appealing.

I smiled sweetly at him and sipped my drink, "I would but I don't want to." I faced back out at the strangers danced with each other as if they had known each other all their lives.

I feel a body pressed up against my side, I turn around abruptly, furious as I nearly spilled my drink. The green eyed angel smirks at me and then proceeds to order god knows what as some brunette clings to his side and kisses his neck.

"You're right up against me move." I growled, he looks down and and raises an eyebrow, "I would but I don't want to." I sit back against the stool, leaning away from him and rolling my eyes.   The shrill of the girls giggle pierces my ears and I refrain from making a dig. The unknown guy from beside me whispers in her ear as he gropes her and attacks her neck with kisses. 

I huff and shove him more to the side to help make a pathway to my escape. His head whips around with a glare planted on his face. "Excuse me would have been nice." He hisses.

I pick up my glass and smirk at him, "My manners aren't reserved for arseholes sorry." With that I turn and saunter to the middle of the dance floor, I hold my glass in my hand as I take sips from it and observe the crowd I have just entered. So freeing this closed space is, no connection between those who cling to each other yet they are completely letting go, just for tonight.

I close my eyes and listen to the music, my body instinctively moves with the beat and I let myself get drunk on the freeing feeling, not caring who can see and not caring about how much I have consumed. I open my eyes and take another sip of my drink as my hips move with a stranger who's now joined me. I let it happen though, I share my freedom with them.

As I look up I catch the eyes of the man before. A pleasing image for the eyes however not exactly pleasing to speak to. He sips his drink as his eyes slowly take in my body that moves seductively against the stranger who's enjoying it way too much. I don'd mind though. He meets my eyes again as he licks his lips and gives me a smirk.

I bite my lip and remove my eyes from him as I close them once again to enjoy the sound of the music. The stranger begins kissing my neck however suddenly stops and lets go of my hips, I keep my eyes closed and don't acknowledge it though until I hear a deep, raspy voice in my ear.

"Hope you don't mind, I'm taking over." I furrow my eyebrows and turn around to be met with emerald orbs that would keep anyone infatuated. 

He stood there. In all his glory. The unnamed angel with the personality of the devil. His large hands grip my waist as I turn around fully and butterflies erupt in my stomach. I must be drunk.

He once against licks his pink lips making my eyes dart down to them, just for a second, but long enough to wish imagine doing that for him.

I stand on my tip-toes and lean close to his ear, my breath brushing against his skin. "Enjoy it while it lasts." He grips even tighter on to me as I go back to my original height and turn around. I grind on him which he does in return and he kisses my neck slowly, biting a few times to leave his mark. I instinctively moan but then stop myself, glad that the music is so loud that you need to shout to hear each other.

As the song changes I decide a bathroom break and another drink should set me for the rest of the night. I turn around and look up at him, "Taking a break, don't miss me too much." I shout in his ear and walk towards the bathroom.

I stumble into the graffiti ridden bathrooms and do my business as I sway on the toilet which is the clear indication that I am well and truly drunk. 

As I stumble to the sink and wash my hands I take in my appearance. My makeup is still in tact however my hairs messy and a fresh hickeys own a space on my neck.

I dry my hands and then go back to the mirror, I slowly touch the hickeys as I look at them. Just then the door slowly opens and the curly haired boy enters.

I raise an eyebrow and turn to him, "You do know this is the gir..." My sentence is cut short as he crashes his lips onto mines and plants his hands on my waist. It takes a second for my brain to register what's happening but when it does I raise my hands and grab onto his hair, pulling it as he slides his hand up my thigh and caresses it. A moan rises and is muffled which just makes him smile so I put my pelvis against his and a quiet moan threatens to escape his lips which are held hostage by me.

He lifts me onto the ledge beside the sink and stands between my legs as he pulls back and looks at me. His pupils are dilated, his skin is flushed and his pink lips are darker and I can definitely say I don't look much different.

"I live close by we should take this back to my place." He says. I look at him and tilt my head and then smile.

I crash my lips back onto his and he responds immediately. I lower my hand down to where his dick is and rub my hands against him. He grips onto my hair and pulls my head back and places his between my cleavage which thanks to this dress, is on show. I moan as he creates a hickey there and kisses it afterwards and then returns to kissing me. He moans as I move my hand faster and I can tell he's getting out of breathe.

I stop my hand and pull back. He furrows his eyebrows, "What are y..." I put my finger to his lips and smile. "Sorry I can't make it back to yours." His eyes widen as I hop down from the sink and place a peck against his lips.

I walk towards the door but not without giving him one last glance. His hair is messy and he's standing confused. "See you never." And with that I exit the bathroom and continue to the front of the club, very ready to go home and spend the night completely alone like always.

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This is my first chapter. I hope you all enjoyed and I know it's short but it's basically just the introduction to this book.

I know my writings probably not the greatest but it showed get better when I'm not winging this book completely.

The whole book (majority at least) will be in Aubri's P.O.V which this one is in, since I didn't mention her name in this chapter.

Thank you so much for reading!!