My Lover

Chapter 3

"Man, where the big booty bitches at??" The DJ yells into the mic. I roll my eyes before seeing him look right at me. "I see one right there!!" He says, before literally pointing to me. My jaw drops and I look behind me to make sure I'm not bugging.

"My shit ain't even that fat," I say. "You trippin', bro,"

"Come and shake some!!" He says, and Mei pushes me onto the dance floor, people turning on their flashlights to act as a spotlight.

"I Know" by Big Sean begins to play in the background and the volume goes up as I make my way to the center of the room. I look around awkwardly before Mei (who has no ass) comes next to me and begins to twerk. People hype her up and I start to do the same, the hyping multiplying by 2.

I'm beginning to feel myself and everyone around us starts dancing again. I take another shot as someone comes around with a tray of them. I'm throwing it back and then I feel a pair of hands grip my waist. And then I feel a bulge on my ass.

I turn my head around and see this dude behind me, but I can't really see his face because of how dimly lit the room is. I can just see that he's clearly taller than me. Usually, I'd push someone off of me if they did some shit like that but I was feeling it, to be honest. 

"Who are you?" I say as we continue to dance, my back still to him as I dance on him.

"I'm a party guy. Who are you?" He asks, and I feel a chill go down my spine. Why does he sound so... familiar?

"I'm the life of the party," I say.

"Well, I just got here a minute ago and saw you dancing alone. Not gonna lie, you got some moves." He says.

I turn and face him, my face getting hot. "Why are you trying to rizz me up right now?"

"Well," He says, putting his arms around my waist again. "I like meeting new girls, and I've never seen you before. I don't even know what you look like. I just know that you got good energy." He says.

And then he leans in. I stand up on my tippy toes, wrapping my arms around his neck as our lips meet. It was like my lips were witnessing a fireworks show. My heart rate accelerated as I pulled him closer to me, not wanting to let go. His lips go to my neck and I gasp upon contact. 

After a few hickeys (from the both of us) he pulls away, both of us panting. "Goddamn, girl." He says, out of breath. "Why haven't I met you sooner?"

"Because I don't wanna be found," I say, smirking. "But anyways, I'm gonna get out of here. Cya around. Or not." I say before leaving. 

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I lie awake in bed, the clock striking midnight as the party's events replay in my head. Did I really just make out with a complete stranger??  I think to myself as I turn over. I then sit up and go into the bathroom, looking at myself in the mirror just to find at least 4 hickeys decorating my neck. 

Shit, I'm lucky I'm at my mom's house because my dad would whoop me from one side of the house to the other. I go back to my room and finally fall asleep, still thinking about that damn boy.

The next morning, I put on a simple hoodie and a pair of black sweatpants before going to school. I walk into homeroom just to see the new kid sitting in the chair next to mine again. We lock eyes before his eyes dart to my neck.

Shit, I forgot about the hickeys. I go to cover them up with my hand, before realizing it's WAY too late. I mean, he already saw them. "Looks like someone had fun last night." He says in a mocking voice as I slide into my chair. 

"Looks like someone's a vampire. You gonna bite my neck next?? Fuck you looking at?" I say, rolling my eyes. "Don't got time for this shit today." 

"Why are you so goddamn rude?" He says. I snort.

"Because you got a weird aura around you and I'm not fucking with it," I say. "Why are you so goddamn annoying?" 

"Because I like pissing people off," He says, smirking.

"Wipe that fucking smirk off your face," I say, and his face instantly falls. "But that is a reasonable reason. I like pissing people off too. But don't do that shit to me. I hit guys too." I say.

"Duly noted." He says.

"Shut the fuck up."

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