Tame Me

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Burgundy's POV:

Shit's gonna go down tonight, bitches.

I looked around the club with Max, eyeing the possibilities. There were a lot of guys swarming the place and the music was pumping, but what I was really looking forward to was sitting down and lighting up a cigg and downing some vodka. Nellie shouted, "Buzztime!" we all laughed and went to the bar. Dean winked at us as we sat on the bar stools, "I got this, ladies." He turned to the bartender. "Five shots on me." The bartender winked at us. "Coming right up." He handed us our shots and we threw them back. I slammed it down on the table. "Another!" I said, laughing.

After we had a good buzz, we went on the dance floor. Pop That came on and Nellie started twerking on Dean. "Holy Hell!" Maxine and I screamed as we covered our eyes. Nellie flushed and said, "Shut up!" Dean was just enjoying the moment. Maxine and I danced our asses off. Benjamin was sitting in a corner glaring at Max. Iggy Azalea's We In This Bitch came on and as Max and I white girl danced, I asked, "Yo, what's wrong with your mate?" She rolled her eyes saying, "He's just being difficult because I told him he wasn't getting any tonight. Don't worry about his ass."

Then she stuck her tongue out at him. "Uhh," I said, watching Benjamin snarl and stalk over here, "I'm not really sure that was a smart idea, mate." He reached us and looked Max full in the eyes and then in the blink of an eye, picked her off the ground and carried her away. Well, what the hell am I supposed to do now? I asked myself, glancing at Nellie and her mate. I didn't want to interrupt their, um, dancing, so I walked outside to light one up.

I got outside and propped myself up against a brick wall and inhaled long and hard on my cigarette. "Hey, there." A voice said. I turned around and saw a guy with a black leather jacket and skinny khakis. He had dark hair and looked like he haden't shaved in a day or so. His eyes looked like dark chocolate, warming my insides. "Hey." I said, taking another puff of my cigg. He raised an adorable eyebrow at me "It's unusual for a girl like you to be out here lighting one up." he said, as he lit one up himself. I smiled at him, "Well, I'm an unusual girl." I said with a chuckle. He has no idea.

He winked, "That's how I like 'em." He said grinning. I rolled my eyes but secretly was swooning. I just looked down at my heels and scuffed the pavement. "Burgundy." I said, eventually, looking up at him again. Before he could ask what I meant, I finished, saying, "Burgundy. That's my name." He smiled a genuine smile and said, "Adam Greene."

"Nice to meet ya." I said, flicking ashes on the pavement. "Hey, I know it's cliche to ask you this, but do you have a boyfriend? I'm not asking you that to be a dick, i just wanna know so that I can actually dance with you in the club when we go back inside." I raised an eyebrow at him. "Number one: I did, but he decided that he didn't like who I was so he kicked me to the curb. Number two: don't worry, babe. You're not a dick. Number three: who in the living hell said I was going back inside?" He mussed up his hair and grinned at me.

"I did."

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So, the asshole (he was a cute asshole, but that's kind of irrelevant.) dragged me inside the now kicking club. I glanced at my phone and realized it was 11:40ish. Oh hell. My morals are loose enough anyway. Adam was my saving grace. We danced and danced on that god-forsaken floor until my drunk ass couldn't walk. When I woke back up, I was laying in Benjamin's Jeep. I had a massive headache and glanced at my phone, which I had put in my bra before I had gotten too drunk. (beware of rapists, kids.) it was 3:30 in the morning and the werewolves I came with were not in the fucking car. Great.

Then, I actually decided to look at my surroundings and noticed that in the passanger seat, Adam was knocked out and snoring. "HOLY BITCHTIT!" I screamed, unprepared for his presence. He started awake, woken by my curse. "Christ, Burgundy." He winced, "Why the hell did you scream? Oh shit, I had one too many shots of rum." He said, holding his head in his hands. "Sorry, Adam. You scared the shit out of me." He smiled tightly. "I would laugh right now, but it's five am and I am seriously hung over right now. Don't even bother asking about your friends. The club closes at seven am, they got about two hours left." I sighed and dug the half-warm open champagne bottle from the floorboard and tipped it back. "There is one thing that I can't figure out about you, Burgundy." Adam commented, looking at me. "The fact that you can out-drink me astounds the hell outta me, babe."

"Yeah, well get the fuck over it." I said. He kind of smiled at me. "You know Burgundy, I feel like we could be friends. Real good friends." He said with a wink. I rolled my eyes at the (cute) asshole. Tipping back the champagne, I said, "Fuck love, give me diamonds."

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