Then she started dancing, sexual romancing

-Justin Bieber

She was already down her 6th glass. And she was still dancing. Damn, she looked like a goddess. The way her dress was hugging her curves made me want to ravish her, please her, worship her. I couldn't look away, I just couldn't keep my eyes off her.

"Dude, you've been staring at her for like two hours." Dean appeared from somewhere behind.

"Yeah dude, thank you for pointing out the obvious."

"You haven't even blinked."

I tore my eyes away from the goddess to glare at him. When I was sure he got my message, I turned my gaze back to her. He chuckled, taking a seat beside me. At that exact moment, she decided to throw her head back, moving her hips to her side so sensuously that I felt my pants tighten to such an extent that they would tear apart any second. But it just didn't fucking matter, I still couldn't look away.

"What the hell is happening to you? You've never stared at a girl that long." Dean asked.

"I have no idea."

"They're best friends, you know, her and Bri." He sipped his bear.

Then, I did look at him. "I thought she moved here just recently? They became best friends in three days?"

Dean laughed, "Ten years, idiot. They've been best friends for ten years. She moved back three days ago."

That surprised me, "So she lived here before?"

He nodded, "From what Bri's told me, she moved to Canada two years back, the same time we shifted. Something like she wanted a change."

Huh, a change.

"Uh oh." He said suddenly, looking at the dance floor. I knew what it was before I looked. She was grinding against a guy, a fucking guy who wasn't me, and that fucker was putting his hands all over her. There was this murderous feeling inside me, and I knew if there weren't so many people around here, I would have killed the guy.

Jesus Christ, what the fuck was happening to me.

I didn't realize I'd already gotten up from my seat when Dean held me back, "Do not do anything stupid."

When he let me go, I stalked up to the pair. No, I couldn't see someone else touching her. It was making me mad, so mad. The fact that I couldn't understand this overwhelming feeling was making me more mad. I could feel so many stares as I walked to the dance floor. For the first time in my life, I didn't care about the attention. I didn't pause to look at the people who were looking at me, I didn't pause to glance at the huge female attention I was getting. No, I wanted Mia, and I was going to get her.

She had her eyes closed. So I grabbed her arm and pulled her into my chest, looking behind her at the guy. The stupid guy. The stupid motherfucking guy.

"Fuck off." I growled at him.

He raised his hands in surrender. Fucking idiot. "Didn't know she was taken man." He slurred and got lost.

"Theo!" She screamed and I looked at her in alarm. She had a drunken smile on her face and her eyes looked lost, "Dance with me."

Then she turned around and gyrated against me.

And I saw fucking stars.

I hadn't ever been turned on to this level. She was making me want to beg. I couldn't believe I'd known this girl for less that two hours and I was already panting. She was drunk, completely wasted, and for some reason I knew she would never do this if she had been sober. It almost made me want to enjoy the moment as long as it lasted. So I grabbed her waist and turned her around. She looked up at me, with such innocent and beautiful eyes, that all the dirty thoughts I'd been thinking seconds ago just vanished.

She was beautiful, beautiful like the sun, with so much light.

I wanted to know her, I wanted to know everything about her. She intrigued me, made me curious. I wanted to know what she hid in those deep blue eyes, what made her smile, what made her sad. I wanted to know her favorite fucking color. And the need to know her was growing so fast, that I forgot we were at my best friend's girlfriend's birthday party. Damn you, Bridget. I had to get out of here.

"You wanna go for a ride?" I whispered in her ear. She was still dancing but I saw her ears perk up at my question.

"A-a ride?" She hiccuped. "Like the bike kind of ride or the sex one?"

That's it, my pants were going to tear apart now. I gritted my teeth at her question. As if sensing my discomfort, she giggled. Fucking hell, she was a tease.

"The bike one will do for now." I got out of my mouth.

"I'd love to go on a ride with you, Theo." She slurred and winked at me.

God fucking dammit. I was going to die of blue balls. If she hadn't been so drunk right now, I would have taken her right here, right now. She knew what she was doing, and she was fucking good at it.

We walked side by side, well more like I walked and she clanged on my shoulder, as I placed my hand on her back guiding her forward. I vaguely noticed Bridget still dancing and drinking, and I knew she was too wasted to notice her best friend leaving with me, it's not like I was going to do anything. But I still looked at Dean to convey him my message, and he smirked when he saw us. I flipped him the middle finger, then turned my attention to getting out.

The outside of the bar seemed dull when compared to the inside. The music had already become light, and it felt fucking fantastic when the sound wasn't pounding in my ears. No one ever believed it, but I just hated these loud parties. They messed with my eardrums, and my brain in general. I came because of the girls, but right now I wanted only one. And then I realized the same 'one' had vanished.

"Mia?" I called out as I looked around.

I heard giggling and seconds later she appeared out of thin air. "Mia," She giggled again. "I like that name."

"I'm glad you like it. There's a problem though, I forgot my bike." I cringed. I had really not thought this through.

"Let's walk." She slurred and dragged the 'a' of the walk. I shrugged, it didn't really matter what we did, I just wanted to do it with her.

She stumbled, but then got her footing right enough to walk without my support. I could tell by that very gesture how independent she was. She didn't want to depend on my help. And for some unknown reason, I liked that.

"You know, you're hot." She said suddenly as we were walking down the streets, away from The Galaxy. The streets were deserted, there was literally no sign of life on the roads.

I grinned, "I know."

"No I mean like, really, really hot. Like," she paused, "Like hot water, really hot water. The one that burns." She nodded her head as if agreeing.

"And you know you're beautiful like," I paused, "Like a very beautiful scenery. The one that leaves everyone speechless."

She glanced at me sideways, a small smile playing on her very inviting lips. "You're sweet."

We didn't say anything after that. I enjoyed her company, even though it was silence. The night sky shone above our heads, the yellow street lights mixing with the silver glow and making something very peaceful. It was just an another feeling to roam on the streets at night, when the city was asleep, but you weren't. And then it was just another feeling to be doing this with a very beautiful girl, who was point blank drunk and straight forward.

My phone rang. I stopped, pulling her beside me to stop as well. She glanced at me with a small frown but didn't say anything.

"Where are you?" Dean asked.

"Just somewhere, why?"

"Where is she?"

"She's with me." I said, annoyed. "And no, we're just walking. There isn't anything going on."

"Good, drop her home. I mean it Theo, make sure she gets home."

"Dude, I won't leave her on the streets alone when she's this drunk. I'm not stupid, I do have a heart."

"A fact you so considerably choose to forget every day." He said.

Stupid fucking asshole. "Whatever." I ended the call before he could say anything. And then when I looked to my side, she was gone, again.

"Mia?" I called out, but this time she didn't appear out of thin air. Fuck.

"Mia, where are you?" God, what was with this girl always disappearing.

"Here, here!" I heard her voice. I glanced to my left at the narrow alleyway. "Come here." She screamed again.

I followed her voice deep into the alleyway. It wasn't badly lit, but everything wasn't clearly visible either. I found her standing in front of a shop, so close, that her nose was pressed into the glass. Her black heels were dangling from her hand. Her right leg was raised into the air in a 'popping' position. When she heard me coming, her face whipped to my side, eyes wide. She looked like a child who had just found a candy.

"Come here Theo."

I walked closer to look at the thing that had made her so happy. She pointed inside at a pair of the most sinfully sexy heels I'd ever seen. Just looking at it made me fucking hard. Almost six inches high, a deep blood red in color, it screamed sex.

"Aren't they cute?" She asked.

Cute? "Yeah," They were making me fucking hard, woman.

"I like them."

I love them.

"I want them."

I looked at her. "We can come here tomorrow."

"No," She shook her head. "I want them now."

"How can we get them now?"

Her eyes turned mischievous. "Let's break in."

My eyebrows shot up. I had never imagined she would even think of breaking in. "You're drunk Mia."

She shook her head, "No! I'm not." Then she giggled. "Yeah I am. But you aren't."

"You want me to break in?"

"Yes yes, shh." She placed her finger on my lips. "Don't be so loud. Someone will hear you. This is a secret, okay?"

I was afraid of opening my mouth and doing something that will scare her away, like licking her finger. So I settled with nodding my head.

"Do you have a pin? Oh wait, I have, I have." She exclaimed and produced a small bobby pin out of somewhere. She was good at appearing and making things appear out of thin air.

"Mia, no, we can't break in."

"But, why?" She looked genuinely confused.

"Because, it-it's a bad thing. Stealing is a bad thing."

"Let's be bad. I want to be a bad girl." She said, looking proud of herself. "Now shh, let me open the door. Then you go in and bring 'em. Shhhhh."

I watched helplessly as she bent down to be eye level with the lock, and inserted the bobby pin inside, doing something, moving it in circle, then doing something I didn't understand again. During that time, I tried to convince her to back off, but she wouldn't listen. It continued for a very long time, after which I heard the sound to locks turning. She got up, dusted her imaginary pants, and clapped. Then she turned towards me.

"Please Theo, pretty please. Please please please please-"

"Okay okay, fine." Because in that moment, all I could think was those heels on her, and that image made me so fucking wild that I knew I had to see her wear them.

I slipped inside the door, making sure no one was there. The shop wasn't big, just one story high in a boxed square shape. It was filled with shoes and sandals and all kinds of footwear for women, but my sole attention was on the sexy red heels. I glanced at the glass to find Mia staring at me, her eyes filled with excitement. When I found the the price tag, I didn't even know if that was cheap or fucking expensive, I'd never really done this. I grabbed the heels in one hand, and from the other I took my wallet out, slapping an extra one hundred dollars along with the actual price, just because I knew what we were doing wasn't legal, and because I didn't want her to freak out tomorrow.

When I walked outside, she jumped on me. "You're the best."

I chuckled, then handed over the heels to her. "Wear them."

"Right now?"

I nodded, "Right now."

Then her eyes turned flirty, "You'll like that, won't you?"

Yes, I'll fucking love it.

She grinned and winked, blowing me a kiss and turning around. "Next time."

*

I literally loved writing this scene. It is one of my favorite scenes in the book. How do you like the characters so far?

❤

-Rish