Chapter 002:
Stepping out of my car, I tripped immediately. This is what I get for letting Harry choose the style of pumps I got to wear.
"Shit" I murmured under my breath, feeling a stinging sensation on my left ankle; I got a scratch on my shin.
As soon as I walk into the local pub, I start laughing. To my left, I see the bar and to my right, I see Harry dancing with all these girls. I shook my head at the irony as he got closer to me.
"I'll have a honey whiskey shot please." I said handing the bartender the cash and grabbing the drink.
"Oh, don't act like you don't wanna dance with me." He said as he playfully hit my arm.
I chuckled. "Oh, really. Now you know what I want, eh?" I raised a brow.
"Of course. As your gay best friend I am required to always know what you think, so, c'mon let's go dance. We wouldn't want your pretty little face to be ruined by worry wrinkles." He said pulling me to the dance floor.
I threw my head back, downing the drink. It slowly slid down my throat making me wince at how strong it was.
"Woo!" I yelled on my way to dance with Harry.
As a couple of songs came and went, I found myself dancing with this beautiful man. His eyes were the color of brewed beer and his scruff-full jaw was very prominent. My hands trailed their way from his waist to his jaw and made their way to his lips, lining the ripeness of them. My thumb pulled down his bottom lip and I opened my mouth involuntarily.
His hand got a hold on my wrist and he tugged my arm away from his face. "Y'know, It'd be better if you'd use your lips and not your fingers." He cockily said.
I smashed my lips to his and my hands flew to his jet-black hair. My fingers wound their way through his soft locks and I tugged down on his lips, my tongue running over his pearly teeth. He smelt of vodka but I couldn't focus on anything more than his lips at that moment.
{Justin's POV}
I rung Stella one more time as I entered the car, and buckled in, ignoring the bitch that was trailing behind me like a lost puppy.
"UGH!" I slammed my fist against the steering wheel, several scenarios running over me as I typed in her number again. It didn't even ring once before it went into voicemail.
I got off of the phone app and entered the "Find My iPhone" one, typing in her email and password. A local pub popped up and I typed in the address into the GPS.
Driving there, I tried my best in hiding my road rage and attempted to not drive into the nearest tree.
I'm going to kill her, and then I'm going to bring her back to life only to kill her again, I thought.
As I made my last turn, I parked into a random spot and rushed out of the car, pushing everyone out of the way. As I neared the entrance, the bouncer placed a hand to my chest and shoved me back.
"If you don't put your hand back where it belongs, I will snap every one of your limbs, slowly and painfully." I sharply said as I clenched and unclenched my tense fists.
The man placed his hand to his side and moved away, making space for me. Not wasting another second, I dashed past everyone in the damned club and looked frantically, searching for Stella.
I spotted her beautifully colored hair in the crowd and I numbly walked to her. I pushed her off of the guy she was making-out with and hugged her as tight as I possibly could.
"What fuck are you doing!" She said as she pushed me off of her with hard shove.
"I kept calling you, I wanted you to do something and you didn't pick up. I-I got worried." I said as I scratched the back of my neck, looking anywhere except her beautiful sea blue eyes.
"HA! Are you seriously gonna pull that shit with me." She rolled her eyes. "Don't try and act like you saying that will make me feel bad and do everything you ask for." She yelled over the bumping bass.
Ugh, I thought, I knew that she wouldn't believe that I cared about her.
"What the hell did I say about the eye rolling?" I finally said.
She scoffed.
{Stella's POV}
I can't believe he just gave me a hug, and the weird thing is that it actually felt good. But I can't like it. I have to remember the deal with daddy.
Letting out a sigh, I walked away from Justin and I looked for Harry. Once I found his head of curls over the growing crowd, I let him know I had a headache and that I needed to go home.
"Aw boo, already? It's early!"
He said as the alcohol flowed from his words.
I scrunched up my face "Yeah, well I have to be good and awake for Mr. Bossy pants." I said rolling my eyes.
"Oh, true. Well, I love you mamacita." He said giving me a kiss on my forehead. I crinkled my nose and let out a giggle. He was so cute and caring, but gay.
I walked away and let myself out of the club, lightly stumbling over my own feet. I scolded myself and promised that I would never wear such horrible heals to an event like this.
Getting in my Audi, I let out a relieved sigh. How long was I holding that in, I asked myself.
As I drove around the city, not wanting to go home yet, I thought. I thought about the feelings I had only recently encountered and how wrong it was feeling what I did.
I promised father that I wouldn't fall in love with the enemy. This was strictly business.
But these feelings that I've had, they're ruining everything.
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Teen Fiction"You knew all along didn't you?" He choked out. "Yes Justin" I couldn't look at his blood shot eyes. ----------- Stella has a big secret.
