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You walk into the bar. Being hit with the smell of alcohol. You walk through the crowds pushing through the people who were dancing like nobody was watching. You finally make it to the bar and sit on one of the stools. The Bartender comes up to you asking "What may I get for you?" You then reply with "A water please" He nods as he gets a cup and fills it with the clear liquid then sets it in front of you with a little turn in your seat you see a man sitting next to you sipping his beer while watching the band on the stage. He was quite handsome. His black, long, shoulder-length hair. His long, sharp jawline. His eyes trailed over to you. You quickly looked away feeling your cheeks getting hot. The mysterious man smiled at your pink cheeks then looking back up to the stage. "They're quite good aren't they?" You looked at him seeing if he was talking to you but he was still looking up at the band on the stage."Pardon?" You asked to see if he was talking to you. He turned his head making eye contact with you making your heart sink. His beautiful Dark Brown orbs. "They're quite good," He said referring to the band on stage. "Aren't they?" You smiled. "Yeah, they're pretty good." He smiles became bigger. "I'm Freddie, Freddie Mercury," He said bowing his head a little "and you are?" He said taking your hand in his. "(Y/n), (Y/n) (Y/l/n)" You said mocking him. You two shared a giggle. He Brought your hand closer to his face. "Nice to meet you, " He plants a kiss on the back of your hand sending shocks through your body. "(Y/n)" You feel your cheek getting hot again from the kiss. He then let go if the hand pulling a piece of paper out of his pocket. He handed it to you. "I hope I get to see you again (Y/n)" He kisses your cheek "You to Freddie" He smirks paying for his and your drink turning around and walking out of the bar. Not giving you a chance to say 'thank you'. You open the little piece of paper seeing a phone number smiling slipping it into your pocket...
