warnings-swear words used,,first person pov(hector)
barging in through the cramped space i make it through the door and inside the club. i feel people staring at me especially all the girls, of course the girls.
i've noticed that i'm quite...attractive when it comes to my looks.
they're all watching at me as i make my way to the drinks table. i need to drink something strongย after this absolutely shitty week.
i grab a shot and gulp it down in a second ignoring the bitterness of it. i lean against the table waiting for nothing in particular.ย
i'm looking around trying to spot a familiar face in this mess of a club when i seeย her.
she's standing in the middle of the dance floor. soft, long, brown hair let down. tight dress hugging her curves perfectly. her side profile is phenomenal. i've never seen something like it before...
she turns around, not to look at me but at another girl. i see her full face now.ย
the way her smile radiates her beauty. the way her eyebrows are set perfectly on her forehead. the wayย i can practically see her eyelashes from miles away. the way her lips are parted slightly.ย
i'veย never seen someone so...perfect. i want to admire her forever...i want her to be mi-
" hermano!" i jolt slightly at the voice behind me and i turn around slowly, mainly to compose myself, but to also make myself ready to talk to this idiot.
"marc" i force a smile "how've you been? long time no see huh?"
he starts talking about random shit. i don't bother listening to his shit. he really acts like we're good with each other. but in reality its worse.
he always took the spotlight from me since we've been kids. trying to impress the coach, trying to be better than me, trying to look better than me. robbing me of everything.
ย it was too late when i realised he'd been playing that whole time. telling me we're best mates but we're not.
it was my choice to stay silent. to not speak up about all of his shit actions.
the way the media depicts us makes me laugh. 'the it duo' they call us. the best friends. if only they knew.
but it doesn't bother me. not at all. he can fuck off if he wants . i really don't fucking care.
he still rambling on about god knows whatever and i can't help but turn my eyes toย her.
she's still in the middle of the dance floor. but now she's...dancing. swaying her hips to the music. but i can't hear the music. its all muffled to me.
i'm staring into her soul. i wish i could get to know her. to know how beautiful her soul is..
but then my eyes are ripped off of her. her friend pulls her to the side.
i silently curse to myself and zone back in.
he's still fucking talking.
i pat him on the shoulder and cut his rant short.
"nice chat hermano, but i've got to go to the bathroom if that's okay"
he nods me off and i walk out. feeling like i can't breathe without her in front of me. in my sight.
i barge my way through the huge crowds of people. it felt...odd to me. this whole atmosphere. before it was something i was comfortable in. a type of environment i enjoyed too much. i loved it.ย
but now it felt...different.
ย like something had changed in me. like something had woken. a good thing?
i get into the toilet. take a deep breath that i didn't know i'd been holding in. make my way to a cubicle and sit on the seat. i didn't really want to go to the toilet. it's just... i needed to clear my mind. recollect my thoughts that had been somewhere else this whole week.
i rest my head against the cool bathroom wall.ย
something i love so dearly.
but i'm not that type of guy you would associate with peace. i look and act like i'm more of a party guy. a loud guy. but inside its completely different.
ย i need peace in my life. it's the answer to everything.
but then she comes back into my mind. her image. her body. her smile. her face...
and i drop my head in my hands. it bothers me that i don't know her. don't know who she is. what her name is. what she likes or dislikes. it bothers me that she isn't mine...
i know i only set eyes on her an hour ago...but it feels like more. like i've known her for my whole life. and i wish i did...
she doesn't belong in a place like this. she's too....gentle, tooย fragile.
she deserves a guy who's... perfect too. who treats her like she's a queen. who always there for her. who doesn't mess up all the time.
the exact opposite of me.
i admit i'm not the type of guy who would exactly be... dedicated in a relationship. but i would do it for her.ย
i can feel myself physically calmed down. i have a smile on my face. a small one. but i know asย soon i get back in to that clubย my mind will crumble.
even though i'm calm, my mind is racing with endless thoughts. about her. only her.
at one point, i scare myself. what am i doing. she's just a random girl. i don't know her.
my calmness is shattered when i hear a group of guys enter the toilet. i groan to myself, annoyed and decide to leave the bathroom.
i walk back into the club, the noise disturbing me too much.ย
i seeย herย there again, dancing now. a beautiful smile on her face. she looks so...carefree.
i go back to my cycle of endless thoughts while watching her like an eagle eyeing its prey.
and then something happens that makes me go still...frozen on the spot.
she'sย lookingย at me. straight at me. smiling...like she knows me
like she's known me for her whole life.
everything around me stops. music. people. sounds.
i feel like i can't breathe. the way she's looking makes my heart race...a million beats per hour.
i want to go up to her so badly...tell her she's so flawless, so beautiful, so...exquisite.
she's standing there, waiting.
i don't even notice that she's stopped looking at me. she's looking to my left. someone behind me?
i'm still so focused on her that i don't even notice a guy walk straight up to her and do something that makes my blood run cold. makes me want to punch someone. in the face.
and it's a long one. brutally long. torture for me to watch.
i'm holding a shot glass in my hand. tight. gripping on to it. like my life depends on it.
and then the man turns around.
kissing her like someone's going to take her away.
he always ruined things for me. taken everything away. every.ย single.ย time
i haven't even noticed the glass is broken until i feel the sharp pain in my hand and something warm running down my fingers.
my heart rate is too fast now. i can feel the adrenaline pumping around my body.
and then i can't take it anymore. i need to get the fuck out of here. quick.
i feel like i'm suffocating. like someone's strangling me. depriving me of oxygen.
my hands are shaking. i wipe the blood on my shirt.
i'm walking out now. anything to get out of here. my pace is getting faster. i'm pushing random people out the way. i get near enough to that idiot...
and i barge him with my shoulder. hard. so he understands what he's done to me. so he feels the pain he's made me go through. all these years.
i don't even let him speak. don't even wait for him to get up. i just...leave.
i walk out of that shitty place. and even though i hear him shouting my name. telling me to come back. asking me why i just did what i did.ย
i walk off, not giving a fuck.
if i see that idiot again...things aren't going well.
took some time but hope you guys enjoy!!โค๏ธ
