"Shots!" Tammy yelled.
I rolled my eyes as we step into the club. The smell of smoke and alcohol poisoned the air. I have never been one to drink, neither has Chianna; my life long friend. Tammy pretty much has to drag us here to the club.
"I'll go get us some drinks!" Tammy yelled through the pounding of the music. Excitement filled her voice. Chianna and I just nod and we make our way through the crowd of sweaty drunk people.
"What should we do?" Chianna asked.
I could barely make out what she was saying, the music pretty much drowned her voice. Her tone sounded bored and kinda nervous. I don't blame her. The music was too loud for my liking, and it was almost impossible to breath clean air. I felt like I was suffocating.
"We should just go sit down somewhere." I finally reply.
I observe our surroundings. Most of the booths were taken, but I bet we could find somewhere to sit in this god forsaken place. I took Chianna by the arm; afraid of losing her in the crowd, and pull her in the direction of an open leather couch.
"C-mon, over there." I point in the direction of our seats. She looked confused.
"Those seats are take." She informed me dully.
I turn to look back in the direction of our seats. There were four men sitting on the couch. I couldn't help but glare at them. One of the boys saw me, and winked. I rolled my eyes to turn back to Chianna.
"Now what?" I asked in defeat. I let a sigh escape my lungs. Right about now, I wish I was in the comfort of my own home.
"there you guys are! I've been looking all over for you two." I hear Tammy yell.
She's drunk...already. I'm honestly not surprised. She does this every time we go out with her. It never fails.
"Where's our drinks?" Chianna asked. Suspicion filled her tone. Tammy laughed an obnoxiously. It was high pitched and made me cringe.
"About that... I may or may not have drank them." I watch her sway back and forth to the music, almost tripping.
"Oh my goodness!! This is my jam!" She yelled taking Chianna by the hand. "Come dance with me!"
She didn't give her an option. She pulled her into the crowd. I see Chianna flash me a pleading look, I shrug and laugh a little before she disappeared, out of sight. My gaze wonders around the room. I'm not quite sure of what to do.
I guess I could go dance.
I silently laugh to myself. I don't dance either; it's actually more that I can't dance. I'm not exactly what you would call a 'party person'.
I finally decide to go to the bathroom; it won't hurt to check my hair and make-up. I try to elbow my way through, not with much luck. I made a lot of unwanted physical contact with a bunch of strangers.
I get to the restroom and quickly cover my nose with the back of my hand; it smelt pretty bad. There weren't many people in there; although, I could here a women in the stall farthest from me puking.
"Are you alright?" I asked hesitantly. I hear her groan quietly. I chose to ignore her; not really wanting to hold a strangers hair while she puked.
I observe myself in the mirror, fixing any loose strands of my red hair. I wipe the black from under my eyes; which usually happens when I sweat. But it's fixed now.
Another woman waked out of one of the stalls, sniffing, and rubbing white powder from her nose. Drugs. I shot her a disapproving glance and left; not wanting to be anywhere near a crazy, high woman.
I push the door open, only to find a man leaning against the door frame. I stop abruptly, remembering his face. He is the man that stole my seat, and winked at me.
"Hello, love." He said with a cheeky crooked grin.
He was good looking , I won't deny that. But there was something him that screamed 'stay away from him.' Maybe it was the way he towered over me. Or maybe it was the way his eyes are raking over the length of my body. Or the cocky smile that was plastered on his face, I don't know. He was defiantly intimidating. I eye him suspiciously.
"Were you following me?" I accused. He flashes his teeth in a light chuckle.
"You are good at guessing." He replied.
I look at him, confused. I honestly have no idea what to do in this kind of situation. I start to walk past him, only to be stopped by his long-stretched arm in from of me; blocking my way. I can feel myself tense up, as I start to panic. This guy is most defiantly freaking me out.
"What do you want from me?" I ask. I can hear my own voice crack. I lift my head to meet his gaze. He has a dark grin, and convincing eyes.
"I have an offer you can't refuse." He said smugly. "I'm offering you the chance to dance with me." He added.
I bet this works. He probably does this to every girl. The smile, the convincing eyes. He's looking for a hook-up. But I don't want any part of that.
"Well I can refuse and I will." I say with confidence.
I push his arm out of my way, scanning the crowd for my friends. I spot them, and try to hurry in their direction before this creep behind me can follow me...again.
"Where did you go?" Chianna asked
"Just to the bathroom." I didn't really want to explain my encounter with the 'player'. He wasn't really worth my time.
"I want to go home." Chianna firmly stated.
She looked bored and a bit awkward. This wasn't exactly Chianna's scene. It wasn't mine either, but we came for the sake of our friend. Something we do way to often.
Tammy just rolled her eyes at Chianna.
"C-mon. You guys just got here." She said pouting. I watch her face turn from pouting into flirtatious. What the hell is wrong with her?
"Excuse me ladies." A man said from behind me. I could feel my body tense up. I knew exactly who it was. Shit. It was the 'player'.
"Can I steal her for a dance?" I hear his voice again, and it makes me cringe.
"She would love to dance!" Tammy yelled. I shot her a cold glare. If only looks could kill.
He took me by the arm and turned me around to face him. I fixed my glare on him instead of Tammy, with a fake smile on my face.
"Sure... Why not?" I put as much sarcasm as possible into my tone, staring at him with cold eyes.
"Good!" He almost sounded as if he were gloating. Saying 'he won'.
I had no choice. He took my hand and pulled me away from my friends. I glance back at them; probably with the same pleading look Chianna gave me earlier. Tammy just fanned herself, indicating that he was hot. Chianna mimicked my actions I did to her; a small laugh and a shrug.
As we neared the dance floor, the music seemed to get much louder. Which was probably best; it meant less talking. We came to a stop, and he pulled me abruptly against his body. I hit his chest hard. He wrapped his arms around me, securing me so I couldn't move. Even though the music was fast and up-beat, we were slow dancing. Not that I had a choice.
"I never got your name." He said in my ear. I felt his hot breath on my skin and I shutter.
"That's because I never gave it to you." I said harshly.
I don't want to be here. In fact I would rather be anywhere else, BUT here. I feel him laugh a little. His chest was vibrating against me. I wasn't trying to be funny, I just want him to leave me alone.
"Well, I'm Ashton," he pauses. He released me from his hold and quickly spun me, only to pull me back to chest again. "And I want to know your name." He finished.
I'm not quite sure what to think of him. He's obviously aggressive. And I don't like it.
"Well, I don't want to tell you." I assure him. I felt him tense up around me. Is he angry? Good. I don't want anything to do with him.
I lift my gaze to study his face. He really was good looking. His hair was a light brown, tousled in a quiff. His eyes were hazel, and his teeth were extremely strait and white. His jaw line was very defined. He really was attractive. But looks don't get you everywhere; especially when your a douche.
"Do you usually stare at people?" He had a playful yet rude tone to his voice.
I drop my eyes, slightly embarrassed, and slightly angry from the rude comment. Even though the song has changed, he continued to move us back and forth; swaying to a pace that didn't match the fast music.
He bent Dow and pressed his lips against my neck, just below my ear. A gasp escapes my mouth as well as a squeal. I try pull away but his hold was too strong. His arms were like iron around me, and there was no possible way I would escape. I am locked in his grasp. He stopped dancing as I struggle in his arms; his focus was keeping me still. His tongue glided in circles, his teeth pitching my skin, and he sucks hard. It hurts, and I want it to stop. Without any luck I push harder on his chest, still trying to escape is hold. He pulls away and continues to dance, I look up at him in disbelief .
"What the hell, you gave me a hickey?!" I raised my voice. He didn't answer. He just laughs darkly.
"Ambria! C-mon, we're leaving!" I heard a voice call. Chianna.
Shit! I feel pinch of fear and regret in the pit of my stomach. I'm scared of Ashton; he's way to intimidating. And I regret ever coming out to the club tonight. Now he knows what the hell my name is, and that's the one thing I was avoiding.
I look up to see a smug smile on his face.
"Okay... Ambria. I'll see you around." He said, releasing me.
I back away slowly, and he winks at me. I turn to Chianna and walk quickly, almost in a jog. I could feel his eyes burning on my back, watching me as I leave.
"So! Did you have fun?" Tammy pried, excitement flooding her voice. Sometimes she was too chirpy for her own good. It got old. Fast. I glared at her with cold eyes.
"Oh come on, Ambria. Get a grip. I did you a favor." She said. I could hear the gloating in her tone, and it only made me more pissed. An angry grunt escaped my throat as I walked away.
"Let's just leave!" I shout at her.
I felt so helpless in Ashton's arms, I couldn't do anything for myself. Hell, I couldn't even turn a dance down, without someone intervening. I grip the hickey just below my ear. It's sore. Chianna patted my back and gave me a reassuring smile. I lightly smile back as we leave the overwhelming club behind us.