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meeting someone new

Instead of going home I got ready and went out, my cell phone rang

text; lucy

hey Ana.. want to hang out?

Ana; im already out.

lucy; oh because im having a house party and well i need you to help me out.

Ana; cant going to a club

lucy: please!!!!!!!!!!!! its already 10 and people are going to come

Ana: that's your problem don't worry in house parties they always bring the supplies

after that I turn off my phone off and went strait to a club, i walked in to see some guys looking at me i smirked and walked up to them "hey sexy." he grabbed my waist "got any i can have?" i smiled "heck yeah i do." he grabbed my hand and lead me to another room where everyone was doing drugs i walked to the table and got a roll of blunt "that's it no cocaine?" he sat down "no this will be all." i handed him the money and walked out

i walked up to the people dancing and shouting to the music i looked who was playing but it was a dj it seemed so long to me i didn't even remember how an old band looked like, i puff and puffed the blunt till it ws almost long gone enough to make me high, i started to dance with the beat of the music when suddenly

flash back;

"oh you make me go insane, so make make me go out of my head for you." Zayn sang the lyrics to his song while i was dancing and hugging m best friend "so!" he yelled making the lead guitarist due his solo, the feeling felt good dancing and screaming hearing teenagers laugh and fight was amazing time, I never wanted to leave this place, i felt free and alive i looked at him and he looked at me while signing we had a concoction no other human being did, everything in his mysterious eyes told me he wanted me bad how much i wanted him,


present
i shock my head off and walked pushing people to get away, my head started to spin making it hurt, i ran till i got out side, it was cold for an Autumn night, my tinny black dress want helping to i hugged my self to keep warm, i shivered looking where street I was from but couldn't find the sign "shit." i mumbled i turn around to guys walking in my way but i dint notice until one began to yell "hey sexy whats your name!" I turn around and began to walk slowly "hey come one we just want to talk!" the other yelled, i let go of my self so i wouldn't make any sign of me being scare out of my mind, "hey bitch turn around." he said it hardly making me shiver down my spin, i had to do something, when i was about to turn around i felt even a colder breeze making every single piece of my hair wave, i turned around to find a tall Blondie beat the hell out of those guys.

he punched the other and took the others knife and throw it on the cold ground, i couldn't see him well , I began to walk trying to avoid when suddenly an Irish voice yelled "your welcome." I turn around and looked at him, he had his hands on his jeans pockets shivering in the night, he kicked the guy and turn around to walk, who was he? "wait.' i thought i said it quietly, no he heard me "um.. shit.." he stayed still for a while and turn to me, we walked very fast to catch up "don't worry i'm not going to hurt you." he didn't move his hands

"but at least you should of said thank you." i was extremely cold i couldn't even listen what he was saying, "hey are you even listening?" he looked at me shivering like an idiot "oh." he took of his sweater and handed it to me 'thank you." i said, he began to laugh "you look like a wet dog." i looked at him weird

"oh thanks.and you have to save me, and thinking i would have to say, oh my hero, and than you will ,make a move which thinking i would accept it and than end up getting laid, i know guys like you would do that." i rolled my eyes, he frowned and came close to me. making the street light hit him where i could see everything on his face, he had extremely amazing blue eyes, his butt chine had little hair sicking out, his hair was pointy and looked very soft to touch i shock my head,

"wait.. what... i was just walking on the street and i saw how those guys where screaming at you, they had a knife on there hands ready to kill you and here you think i was going to do it just to get laid, well what kind of girl you are really?" he seemed annoyed by me

" i just did it because i hate when man don't respect girls or sluts-" i hissed "your calling me a slut?"

"no but you seemed by the way you are dressed." he pointed at my dress, i quickly covered my self

"i went to a party, doesn't all girls are suppose to dress like one?" i looked down

"if only you want to be looked as one and be chase by one." he looked at me

"whatever, i'm going home." I rolled my eyes and walked home

"hey my sweater!" he yelled but I didn't turn back

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