Dylan #Wattys2019

I spotted him dancing with a red-haired. I didn't want to interrupt so I went over for a drink but before you can say Jack in Jack Robinson. I was pulled or more like dragged into a room by the creep. I looked up to see his shades were gone and I could see his beautiful blue eyes. Oh that chiseled jaw and his sculpted lips that I just want to kiss so badly, where did that come from? Probably the alcohol.

''What do you think you are doing?'' The creep asked with a slight British accent.

''What do you mean and can you let go of me, please?'' I asked nicely.

''Why were you dancing with that scumbag?'' He asked with anger.

''None of your business, you little twat.'' I replied with equal anger.

''I will like you to know that I am pretty huge and do not change the topic'' He said.

''I do not care if you are- '' He did not just say what I think he said. I cleared my throat, ''As I was saying, you are no one to me so why should I answer to you?'' I said with anger.

''You are mine, you get it.'' He said with anger back.

''Did you hit your head?Are you mad? When did I become yours?''

''Do not talk to me like that, you little bitch.'' He said

Hell is gonna break soon.

''A bitch is a female dog; dogs bark and barks are made of trees; trees are part of nature and nature is beautiful, which means I am beautiful, you dickhead. I AM NOT YOURS AND MOST IMPORTANTLY, I AM NOT YOURS OR ANYONE'S PROPERTY'' I shouted and slapped him.

''Did you just slap me?No, I kissed you.'' I said sarcastically.

''You are going to wish you never said that'' He forcefully grabbed my face and kissed me with fervour and passion. I kissed him back and tried to supress a moan but failed badly. I pulled away but.....

A/N: There are mature contents and lot of swearing.

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