Lara’s POV
I am so stupid! So stupid! I know I fell in love with a man who has been after my body. I thought he had changed but he didn’t. I am aware of his love trap, but I ignore it. I get blinded by his sweet talks and actions. He looks sincere but not. This is why I am afraid to love. I don't want to come the day that he would just leave me or replace me with someone else without me realizing it. He's done loving me if he really did love me, I don't know, maybe I just thought he did. Love is so difficult; being in a relationship is shit! Unlike this alcohol, I don’t know what its name, but it tastes good, I hope everything is good, but I know it's just a wish that would never ever come true. Alcohol and being drunk is a lifetime!
I went to the bar counter and asked for another drink.
“Give me another one!” I said quite loudly.
While waiting for my drink I just thought it’s so good to be young and free though I am broken, but I'm free that's what's important. I took my drink and face the crowd. Since I am single again I should enjoy the whole night celebrate my broken heart and mend it with these beautiful drinks.
Even if he replaced me for a woman who looked like a shrimp, it just proved how worthless he is. They don't deserve my tears, no one will cry tonight. Just smile because this is my night. Its party time!
I mingled with people who had been drinking and dancing. Even though it's my first time in this kind of place, I don't have to care anymore. The music is so loud! That makes me dance even more. I didn't realize I was getting attention. Everybody was cheering on me.
“WOOOOHH!”
I danced with men who were just near me; they were willing and followed the beat. I swallowed the whole drink I was holding, and the heat it brought flowed down my throat which makes my face grimace.
My eye caught the guy sitting quietly just in front of me. His eyes seemed to have a magnet pulling me closer to him. Even though there was darkness in his place, and I was too dizzy. I approached him and handed him the empty glass. He reached for it, and I felt our fingers touched as if there is electricity flowed from my fingers down to my spine. I looked into his eyes, and he did the same to me. I smiled at him my heart seemed to jump when I saw how his eyes twinkled, which makes me give him a wink.
Strangely, I feel hot, am I drunk? Oh, well I don't care. I just can grab a taxi later. Because of the heat I rip off my sleeves and my long skirt into a short one. Old thin stuff is easy to break, I don't know why. Maybe I am strong but not when I am in love.
The surroundings were noisy and the men were whistling because of what I did, maybe enjoying what they were seeing. I was just looking at one person, the guy who was still holding my glass while giving me an intense stare. Not only that, but I saw how he looks down on my legs that makes me even feel hotter. I bit my lip when his gaze stays there for a long time. When I could no longer cope with the heat carried by his eyes, I went near him. The restraint was evident on his face. I touch my glass his holding then slowly sliding up my hand onto his arm. I don't know any more what is happening to me.
"It's bad to hold back, especially for your body," I said flirtatiously near to his ear.
"Let's go" I don't know what happened next. All I know this guy took me to a hotel near the bar.
What are we doing here?