Chapter 1

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-Beep Beep Beep-
I groan and turn my alarm off. I swing my blankets off my body and walk to the bathroom to take a shower
-10 minutes later-
I got out the shower grabbing my towel and wrapping it around my waist. Walking over to my closet. Picking out a plain white tee and black ripped jeans matching my black timberlands. Looking myself in the mirror and fixed my hair. I headed downstairs and see my mom making breakfast. There was toast on the table picking it up I headed out the door. I plugged my headphones started my way to school. I don't really have friends but I'm okay with that. But I do wish that I could talk to someone other than my mom. We usually discuss about my grades and this drama tv show she watches every Wednesday and if there's anyone I like at school. Continuing on my wak to school it was very peaceful. The leaves beginning to change color showing the change of the season.

As I made my way through the entrance. I was greeted with stares and mumbling mouths with words I couldn't make out and more did I care too. I won't be her much longer... my thoughts coming to a hault when I felt my phone buzz. I took my phone out, it was mom.

Mom: Honey
Me: What's up?
Mom: I have some news
Me: what is it?
Mom: I've changed the moving date to tomorrow. Is all of your things packed?
Me: yeah
Mom: Great see you when you get home.
Me: See ya~

Our conversation ended as I whispered to myself. "Man can't wait get out of here and go to the club." I sigh and look out the window.

(Later on at the club)

I was sitting in the private section above the rest partying on the dance floor. The smell of sweat,cigarette smoke, and alcohol fill my senses. As I watch fixed people enter and leave intoxicated . Someone had walked in that caught my attention. He had light green hair a black tee and ripped jeans. He wore sunglasses and a mask. He looked familiar but I couldn't figure it out where I seen this guy. I was already a little intoxicated. Imma call this guy Mr. G.
Mr. G headed up the stairs to the private floor. I held my glass as I sneaked glances to this mysterious man. He was heading towards my way so I shifted my gaze to the liquor in my glass. I felt Mr.G's gaze in my direction. I turned my gaze back to his direction. He's looking at me. I stare back for a few moments the turn my eyes back to my drink and take a sip.

-Mr.G POV-

Man today has been rough. Practice was so exhausting. I entered the club showing my  VIP pass to the door girl. I came in and made my way to the stairs. When I turned the corner at the top of the stairs a small figure catches my eye. His tee hugs his torso, his ripped jeans tight around his pale thighs. His black hair swooshed to the side. As I came closer to him his body had became more tense. His eyes never left his drink. I walked passed him to my seat about 8ft from him.

The phone on the table to my right. I pick up and told the bartender I wanted whiskey. I continued to gaze at him. He is so beautiful. I notice these little features on him. His eyes are dark blue. His eyelashes a long a full. His lips..his lips, I would like to feel them. As they moved with mine. This gorgeous man had lifted his eyes from his drink and looks at me. My breathing stopped.

We stared into each other's eyes. Only for a few moments before he looked away. He chugged the rest of his drink, stood and walking away. I followed him, he slipped away to a private room. I creeped to the cracked door. I watched as he began to take his clothes off. It felt everything was going in slow motion. First his shoes, then his shirt and lastly his pants. His bare skin like porcelain. He was in just his underwear. The black fabric hugged every curve of lower regions. The way it cups his ass making it look so fucking tight. I started to become aroused at these thoughts running through my head. He falls onto the bed face up. Moments later hearing a small snore.

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