His eyes looked normal, so I really don't know what he wanted to show me. "Eh, they look like your normal eyes," I said, and kind of laughed. It wasn't a laugh, but still more than a smile. He looked at me. "No, check the colour on them!" he said and nearly touched my face when he wanted to show them. I took a close look, and I saw the eyes were blue. "Wow, they're beautiful! But why do they call you Popeye, because of switching to blue eyes? It doesn't make sense," I said and took a closer looked, I nearly touched his face again.
Then he kissed me. His lips were so soft and delicious, I couldn't hold the feelings inside me, so I kissed back.
We kissed more and more, and no one in the club noticed. But I didn't care, I focused on the kiss. He continued to kiss me, and I kissed back. Then he kissed my neck, and I made a strange sound, but it didn't look like he noticed. He continued.
I've never kissed someone, before now. He pulled me against the wall, and took his hand around my waist. I held his shoulders, and we kissed more. He later took his hands at my face, and kissed harder and stronger. I kissed back, hard. He kissed again, and took his hand under my strap, and kissed me soflty again. I kissed harder, to make him continue, and he did. He kissed back, hard, and took the other hand under the other strap. He pushed into a door I even didn't know was there, and he pulled me in the wall again. I didn't care if it hurt, and he took one hand under my dress, and I let him.
We kissed one more time, before I took the dress on. "You're beautiful," he said and smiled at me. I laughed, and shook my head. "No, I'm not, but thanks anyway. And don't tell anyone what happend, please?" I said and looked at him, still laughing. He looked at me and smiled, but he didn't answer, so I guess he wouldn't say it to anyone. I smiled, like a thank you. I had the dress on, and I kissed Dean goodnight. He'd told me he lives in the club, so no one would ask why I was with him.
I walked out the door, and still it was full of people. I walked to the outdoor, when a hand touched my shoulder. I turned around, and I saw a girl. "Don't let him do this to you," she said, and walked away. What the hell was that?! I continued to walk, and I walked all the way home, alone.
I had a cat with company, but that's not much of a company. I talked about the strange girl, and the fact I kissed someone for the first time today, and had sex for the first time today. I think I just 'agreed' because I was drunk. I really don't like to admit it, but: it was fun, but it's my first day here, and I've already had sex. I sound like a hoe. A stupid hoe, because I let him do it.
Argh! I really hate myself, for doing this, but hopefully he won't tell anyone about it. I'm not telling it to anyone, but it's because I don't have friends here. Well, sure, when I'm home, my dad will ask how it was. I can't tell him what happend, so I used the time to make a lie.
When I was home, no one was there, and I just went to my bed. I lied down, and saw in the wall. Slowly, I felt asleep, and I dreamed about Dean.