The music is blasting, it’s so crowded that I can barely keep ahold of Y/BF/N hand as we walk towards the bar. Not that drinking was going to fix a broken heart, but getting shitfaced wouldn’t hurt at all.
Once we arrive to the bar, we both take a sit in the most uncomfortable bar stools. I scoff loudly but no one heard because the music is so loud I barely know what I’m even thinking. Tucking some of my black hair behind my pierced ear, “Can I get an around of ‘freak shot.’” I flash my ID at the bartender, she nods her head and takes out four shot glasses.
“Freak shots? You plan on driving?.” Y/BF/N chuckles, pulling out some cash. I roll my eyes lazily at her, she laughs once more.
The bartender slides me the tray with the shots on them, I push some more hair out of my face. I pick up one glass and take it straight back, I softly slam the glass back down.
Feeling the hot liquid run down my throat makes me feel tingling, Y/BF/N picks up a glass and pick myself up another one.
We dink our glasses together and take it down, Y/Y/Y/BF/N makes a sour face which causing me to chuckle lowly. “Having fun?” I stick out my pierced tongue.
“Yes so much!” She says sarcastically, I point towards the last glass. “No thanks, someone has to drive home and I think I’m already tipsy from that one shot.”
My throat burns taking down the last shot, my eyes get lazy, my head gets heavy. I smirk creepily and stand up, almost falling down but I catch myself.
“Let’s go shake some ass!” I yell loudly. Y/BF/N raises her brow.
I push past people as they bump and grind on each other, I finally get to the middle of the dance floor and start just moving my body to the rhythm of the song playing.
Y/BF/N starts grinding on a tall guy with blackish brown hair, I smile widely. I love that girl.
Swinging my hips to the music, not giving a care in the world just when I feel a pair of firm hands attach to my waist, moving towards their harden wood through their pants.
I grind against the man, while he takes his left hand to grip my thighs, the tension is so high right now. I grind harder, hearing a groan come from behind me making me smirk.
“You’re so hot.” A voice hums into my ear, making me on fire. I slowly turn around to see a man with a black leather jacket and some black jeans, his hair is slicked back. His eyes were burning into my reliving chest. I take his hand from my waist and place it on my ass, “be mine for the night?” He whispers into my ear, I look up at him and shake my 'yes.’
He takes my hand and starts walking towards the back, I look over at Y/BF/N who was taking her top off and kissing the same guy she was grinding on.
“G-Eazy.” The guy says to the bouncer at the VIP section, my eyes pop out of my head. My heart starts pounding, I’m really gonna hook up with a celebrity. “Cmon princess.” G clicks his tongue as we walk into the section.
He walks us up the back stairs that I didn’t even know the club had, he holds my hand tightly.
Pushing open a door to reveal a nice bedroom, I open my mouth in shock. He let’s go of my hand, and walks over towards the bar the room had, “Care for some shots?”
“Yess please.” I groan out.
Pouring a ton of whiskey into the small shot glass, I run my sweaty hands down my black lace dress. He hands me on, we click our glasses and takes the shot back.
My face twist at the horrible burning sensation that was running down my throat, G laughs after getting down with his.
“Aren’t you like famous?” I slowly stutter out, walking closer towards the famous rapper.
G smirks, grabbing the whiskey bottle off the bar table. He takes a swig, extends his hand towards me, giving me the bottle. “I guess you can call me famous.”
My eyebrows raise, swirling the bottle in my hand mixing up the liquids. I bring the bottle up to my lips, and start chugging down the nasty burning sensation. “Whoa! Slow down, you don’t wanna black out.” G grabs my arm, taking the bottle from my lips.
I gasp for air, and start coughing loudly. “Are you okay?”
“Yes. I’m fine.” I breathe in, I grab the whiskey once last time, taking another shot. “I thought I was yours for the night?”
He smirks, putting the bottle down into the table. I smile seductively, grabbing his back belt and his waist band. His lips connects with mine, his hands start to get tangled in my hair.
I undo his belt, just to pick up. I smile and throw my head back, “your body is just so incredibly, nothing like Ive ever seen.”
G slowly puts me down onto his silkily bed sheets, he connects our lips once more before sliding down my dress.
My vision is blurry and my head is spinning, G’s lips connect with my neck. A moan escapes my lips, my fingers get tangled into his black hair.
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