It’s a Friday night and I’m at a nightclub. If there’s one thing I love more than anything else, it’s dancing at a club. There’s something about letting yourself loose and dancing to the music that fills me. Here, drunk with my friends, I don’t give a damn about anything. I don’t worry about my parents who are pressuring me or Micheal who broke my heart. And most of all, I don’t think about what’s going on between Kai and me.
Nobody can tell me what to do. I can let loose and enjoy myself.
I throw back the rest of my drink, ignoring the scorching feeling at the back of my throat and make my way to the dance floor. I spot Sadie dancing with the blue-haired man who is now her boyfriend and smile. I’m really happy for her.
A song I’m familiar with starts to play causing me to smile. I start to move my body to the rhythm, letting the music take over me. Halfway through the song a body comes up behind me and starts dancing with me. Ignoring the churn in my stomach I run a hand through my wavy hair. Courtesy of Sadie.
Twirling around, I face the stranger and smile flirtatiously. With dark brown hair and dark eyes, he has this handsome and mysterious vibe to him. An aura of maturity and secrets surround him, leading me to believe he’s in his twenties. He gives me a cocky smirk, one that reminds me of Kai.
I scowl, disappointed in myself for thinking about Kai when I’m dancing with another man. Kai needs to stay out of my head.
“Hello,” I purr and place my hand on his shoulder. Staring directly into my eyes, he winds an arm around my waist, pushing me into his chest.
“Hello beautiful,” he whispers seductively into my ear. I cling onto his shoulders and peer up at him. He’s a lot taller than my 5"7 height. Sometimes I wish I was taller. “You’re a brilliant dancer.”
I’m so not. I’m always all over the place. I blame my lack of coordination.
Snorting, I shake my head. “Nah but you are.”
Am I flirting? I think I am. I haven’t flirted in a long time, not since high school. When I was with Michael, I didn’t have to flirt. After we broke up, I was a mess. At first, I was terrified to put myself back out there. Heartbreak is the worst - it kills you.
“You’re gorgeous,” he compliments me again. This guy just loves to throw compliments at me, not that I’m complaining. Every girl should be complimented - they should all be felt good about themselves. “Would you like me to buy you a drink?”
Nodding my head, I follow the man to the bar. With a hand securely on my waist, I’m tugged almost snugly into the man’s side. We make it to the packed bar, where all the bartenders are busy making drinks. It takes us a couple of minutes to gain their attention.
“What would you like...?”
“Ren,” I finish for him, flashing him a smile. He smirks down at me and tightens his hold on me. “And I’d like a vodka and coke.”
The man then orders his drinks and pays for the both of them. Whilst he’s paying, Sadie catches my attention. She frowns in my direction, looking deep in thought about something. I give her a small smile and move closer to the man. Sadie really doesn’t look happy but before she can do anything, her boyfriend comes up from behind her and drags her back to the dancefloor.
“So what’s your name?” I ask the man, taking a sip of my new drink.
“Alexander,” he says, huskily.
I nod my head, “nice name. Are you from here?”
He shakes his head, “I’m visiting family for the weekend. Do you?”
“Yes,” I answer. “I’m studying drama here.”
“Do you want to be an actress?” He questions me, genuinely looking curious. Most people I meet tell me acting is hard to get into career wise so I should just quit. That’s definitely what my parents think.
“Yeah, I want to work in theatre,” I tell him. He smiles and steps closer to me.
“I can imagine you on stage, I bet you’d be great.” He says. His lips are so close to me. He lowers his eyes to my lips too and slowly moves closer. Boldly, I stand on my tiptoes and press my lips to his.
There aren’t any fireworks or sparks when we kiss. It’s different to the kisses I’ve had with Michael and Kai. His lips are soft and mold together quite nicely with mine. I can smell the stench of alcohol in his breath, which must be what he’s smelling too.
This kiss isn’t full of passion, it’s full of arousal. The both of us are feeling the need to be close to someone. We are both available and are both needing the same thing. It works well.
Eventually, to my dismay, he pulls away. Breathing hard, I stare at his swollen lips that have smudges of lipstick on it. Alexander wipes his lips and takes a sip of his drink. “You’re a good kisser.” He states.
I thank him and step into his side again. After that kiss, I’m feeling a lot more confident. I don’t know if the alcohol has finally got to my head or if Alexander kissing me confirmed he wants the same thing I do so I don’t have to worry about rejection. Either way, I’m going to enjoy this night. With Alexander.
Alexander and I talk for about an hour. Surprisingly, we are getting to know each other. I’ve never known a hook-up being like this. It feels more like a date. I’m enjoying myself though not as much as I want. There’s a nagging feeling at the back of my head. And it’s always either saying one word - name - or is flashing a picture of said name.
Kai. Kai freaking Jones. Why, oh why him?
I freaking hate that guy so much.
Why does he have to be on my mind now? It’s like wherever I go, he’s there. I know I said I thought I liked him but still...Kai liking me back? That’s not going to happen. Plus, it’s just a stupid crush. I will get over it eventually. The best way to get over a crush is to find someone new.
Alexander is someone new. He’s handsome and nice. He’s interested in me.
We’re now back at the dance floor. Another song I like is on and I’m swaying my body to it. Alexander is dancing with me, his hands planted firmly on my hips. I’m having fun.
Well, until someone crashes into us. We both stumble back and if it wasn’t for Alexander, I would have fallen onto the floor.
Scowling, I turn to face the person who bumped into us, ready to yell at him or her. However, when I see who it is, I freeze.
Standing in front of us is none other than Kai. What are the freaking chances that out of all the clubs in the city, Kai would be here?
And the worst part is, behind him is a blonde girl who has a hand wrapped around his upper arm. I mean, I know I shouldn’t be jealous since I was literally making out with Alexander an hour ago but I have a crush on him. Of course, I’m going to wish I was her instead. Even though I really don’t like Kai. Okay, even though I’m confused about my feelings for him.
The girl, who has light blonde hair glances at me and smiles apologetically. Great, she’s nice as well.
“Blondie?” Kai questions, looking shocked too. His eyes can’t believe I’m standing here right now since they are as wide as saucers.
“Yes?” At the sound of my name, he snaps out of his shocked state. His eyes travel down my body, lingering on my exposed legs. I wonder what he thinks of me in this black cocktail dress that reaches my mid-thigh. I absolutely love it as it highlights my curves. Then, his eyes shift to Alexander who has an arm on my waist. They narrow lethally and throw daggers at his arm.
Alexander pretends to not notice Kai’s death glare and instead looks down at me. With the way he’s acting with me, anyone would think we were dating. Hell, that might be what Kai is thinking. I hope it’s not.
Gosh, I’m being so hypocritical. I wanted to hook up with Alexander to forget about Kai but now that’s he’s here, I’m hoping he doesn’t think I’m going to.
My brain is such a mess.
“Are you two together?” Kai asks us, harshly. When he’s not glaring at Alexander, he’s giving me a look of disappointment. I feel so bad and guilty. But then again, he’s with a pretty blonde. I should be able to be just as hurt.
Yet again, we are not dating. We’re not anything other than...friends? Are we even that?
I shake my head, “no, we met here today.” Kai seems relieved by my answer. It leads me to believe he could possibly like me. It’s crazy but it’s possible. “What about you two?” I question, swallowing the lump in my throat.
Kai glances at the blonde and then back up at me. “Michelle and me? Oh no, we’re cousins.”
My eyes widen in shock. Cousins? Oh wow.
I can’t lie though, I’m so happy they’re related. I don’t know what I would have done if they were dating. I’m tipsy so anything is possible. Maybe I would attack her and try to rip her hair out.
“Oh, well hi. I’m Ren.” I introduce myself to her. “And this is Alexander.”
Alexander, who looks so out of place, nods his head politely at her. She smiles kindly at me, giving me a lingering look. I don’t know why but I want her to like me.
“Ren,” Alexander whispers into my ear. I keep my eyes focused on Kai, who narrows his eyes at Alexander. “I’m going to go, your boyfriend looks like he’s about to kill me.”
What? Boyfriend? He can’t possibly think I’m dating Kai when I kissed him. That’s absurd. I’m not that type of girl.
“We’re not dating Al -” I’m too late though, he’s already walking into the crowd.
Sighing, I pinch my lips together and face a satisfied Kai. Now that Alexander is gone, he doesn’t appear worried or pissed.
“Do you need a lift home, blondie?”
I'll come back and edit this in the future. I hope you enjoyed it though.