Out of the Blue

I sat in bed, thinking about Sloan. He walked up to me and the girls earlier and I had fallen in love. His dark brown hair that shined as he walked, his black eyes that made my heart melt and his smile, so sexy that he could make any girl fall for him. 

When he spoke, his voice was so soothing. I felt comfortable talking to him, it was like I had known him all my life. We talked about a lot that I didn't even realize how fast time had gone till he had to go back to work. I protested a bit but stopped when he asked me to meet him for coffee later.

After he left I sat there, missing him already. I didn't know this side of me was still alive, I smiled to myself, feeling like a teenager until I heard a voice.

I looked up and my mood instantly changed. It was john, my ex boyfriend. When I first got into college, he was one of my first friends and my first boyfriend. I loved him a lot and I thought he loved me too. He shattered my heart when he dumped me for Nicky Walter, a proud bitch from my class.

"What're you doing smiling to yourself like a little kid?" He said looking like an idiot.

"What's your business?." I answered, my tone sharp. I was done with him popping out of nowhere and making me miss him.

"Why are you getting upset?, I just asked a question. Why don't we get outta here and grab a drink?" He was grinning like an idiot and it made me really annoyed.

"What the hell do you want from me?." I yelled not caring that some people were starting to stare at us.

"Relax baby, I'm not gonna bite."

I wanted to yell at him or hit him but I just decided to control myself. He had been acting like a jerk lately and it was because his new girlfriend dumped him. "Are you feeling any better?"

"What are you talking about?" He seemed a bit confused at my question.

"I mean, does acting like an asshole make you forget that your little girlfriend dumped you?". His expression changed and for a second he looked sad and I was happy. I smirked and walked away from him.

~~~~~~^~~~~~~ 

"What's going on?." I asked as I walked in.

"We're going out tonight hazel, and you're coming with us." Naomi said as she tossed me a dress.

"No, i don't want to. Plus, there's no way I'm wearing this out." I held the dress up to get a better look at it and it was ridiculously short.

"You never go out with us, its only fair that you do just this once."

"Yeah she's right hazel bear, and as for the dress, its perfect. Oh come on Hazel, it's our last day of college, which means its our last night as students. Let's have fun." Olivia said.

"Fun?, we've been doing that for the past two weeks. I've done so many crazy things that I'd never do normally."

"Yes, and this is the last night. Don't you want your big finish?"

"Olivia, I'm not sure this is a good idea. You know I've never been to a club before."

"A better reason you should go." Naomi said as she put her arm on my shoulder.

I wanted to protest, to come up with an excuse or a good reason I should be left out of their outing but I couldn't find any.

"Fine." I surrendered and the girls jumped and squealed happily.

~~~~~~^~~~~~~ 

I walked into the club wearing my sexy red dress that exposed my thighs a bit too much. It had a long v -neck that exposed way too much of my boobs. To be honest, it was quite uncomfortable for me but it didn't matter because this was the last night and I had to make it count.

The girls and I danced together a bit before Naomi left with a total stranger. She was like my best friend and she was really sweet, the only thing I didn't quite like about her was the fact that she was always hooking up with random guys.

Olivia stayed a little longer but she had to leave because her girlfriend needed her.

I was making my way to the bar to get myself a drink when I noticed a handsome young man looking at me. He looked breathtakingly handsome and sexy even from afar and I recognized him immediately. I smiled as he approached me and I went to sit by the bar.

I had barely gotten my drink when he came to sit beside me. I didn't know what to say, I felt so nervous that I couldn't even look at his face .

We sat there, listening to the loud music that was playing. Seconds passed and neither of us said anything. I had my first, second and third drink and he didn't say anything. I wasn't a strong drinker so when I stood up to leave, I stumbled and almost fell but he caught me.

Seconds passed and we stayed like that, my hands around his neck, his on my lower back. 

"Are you okay?." He asked and I nodded awkwardly. He pulled me up and I sat back down on the stool, feeling drunk and uncomfortable. He started to say something but stopped and looked at me, making my breath catch. "Can we get outta here?." 

"Y-Yes." I answered awkwardly. He pulled my arm and led the way. We walked out of the bar and went to the hotel nearby. When we were settled in the room, I plopped down on the bed feeling dizzy and he came to sit beside me. 

He placed a hand on my thigh and massaged it lightly. Even though he barely touched me, I felt it down to the bone. He moved his hand higher and I sat up, he looked into my grey eyes and I felt vulnerable. He knew it too because he used it to his advantage, he kissed me lightly, then looked into my eyes before kissing me again. When our lips met, my heart began to pound and my breath came in spasmodic gasps. He teased my lips farther apart with the tip of his tongue and pulled me tighter against his body.

Still trapped in the heat of the kiss, I laid back on the bed and he followed. He stopped for a second and quickly discarded his clothes before helping me to do the same. The touch of his hands so warm on my bare skin sent burst of heat straight to my core and it made me ache as a small sound escaped me. He slid his hands between us to cup my breast and I forgot everything else as he stroked the sides of one, then the other, teased the nipples with the tiniest whisper of touch until my skin seemed like it was on fire.

"Hmm. Don't stop." I whispered against his cheek, kissing it.

When the joy exploded, he held me close and kissed me again, and again, and I held him tightly, curled into him, wanting to be nowhere but in his arms.