All characters have similar appearances to the movie characters but not necessarily the same personality overall. Some mature themes.
The music pulsed through me, my heart racing. The taste of alcohol on my tongue making my inhibitions fade away. I needed to get away from the thoughts swirling round in my head. My body moved to the beat as I lost myself in the noise of the crowded club. Nobody knew me here. I could be whoever I wanted to be. My black dress clung to me and my hair stuck to the nape of my neck. I ran my fingers through my hair as I swayed my hips, I am by no means a dancer but I loved feeling so free. The song changed and I made my way towards the bar. It was a weekend so the place was packed. I waited to be served, propping myself up on the bar by my elbows in an attempt to catch the bartenders attention.
"I doubt that will work, I already tried making sexy eyes at him" The guy beside me said, laughing.
He towered above me – about a foot taller – and, if it weren't for the way he leaned against the bar causally, his muscly physique would have been intimidating. His dirty blond hair was cut short and his arms were covered in tattoos that disappeared underneath the sleeves of his black shirt - the long sleeves were rolled up to just below his elbow. My eyes were drawn to his lips where his tongue played absentmindedly with the metal piercing. Damn, I had always had a thing for lip rings. He had a glint in his blue-green eyes as he smirked down at me.
I laughed back at him, "I'd have loved to see that, but maybe I'm more his type"
"Most definitely, how could you not be" His eyes raked over me and he winked when he caught me watching him.
"I'm Tr…" Not tonight. Nobody knows me here. "Courtney" I smiled at him seductively, no idea where this sudden confidence came from.
"Eric, nice to meet you" He held his hand out to shake mine but it lingered a while, his eyes glued to mine making it hard to breath. His hand was big and strong but still soft. The way his eyes locked with mine was mesmerizing. I could get lost in eyes like those.
"What are you drinking?" I asked, breaking the tension. I could feel the blush creeping into my cheeks as he moved closer to me. He gestured to his glass containing a deep brown liquid with ice. Whisky. A man after my own heart.
We got our drinks and I took his hand, dragging him back with me to the dancefloor. I turned to face him, biting my lip and I reached out to grab his hands and place them on my hips. He pulled me closer to his body as we swayed to the music. I ran my hands up his chest and round his neck, his muscles tensing under my touch. My fingers tangled in his hair as I felt his breath against my neck, he nibbled on my ear lobe and placed soft kisses along my jaw. He pulled back and looked into my eyes, a sexy grin on his face. His eyes were glassy from the drink, I didn't care. I pressed against him and pushed up on my tiptoes to kiss him. Our lips parted, our tongues swirling around each other. I felt him moan against my mouth as he took my lower lip between his teeth. I was brought out of my trance like state staring into his eyes and was almost knocked off my feet by a drunk guy pushing past. Eric's arms went round my waist to steady me. I was so caught up in him. What am I doing? I need to some air. Being close to him was doing things to my head. I turned and slipped through the crowd and outside, I just kept walking across the street to the stone steps outside some office building. I sat down, letting the cold of the stone seep into my bones and anchor me to reality. My head was spinning, I held my face in my hands trying to get the ground to stop swaying.
I heard someone clearing their throat and looked up between my fingers. It was Eric, he was holding a bottle of water and his coat.
"Hi, eh... I thought you could do with some water. Is everything ok?" He sat down beside me and put his coat around my shoulders. The smell of his cologne surrounded me and made me feel safe. It felt like home. I took a sip of the water and nodded.
"Yeah I'm good, just needed air" I peeked up at him through my eyelashes. He was watching me intently, I could see the worry in his eyes.
"Really, I'm alright." I tried to reassure him, nervously playing with the long sleeves on my dress. "You don't have to stay with me, think I'm going to head home anyway"
"I know we just met but I'm not letting you walk home yourself, it's late and it's dark." He insisted, "Let me walk you home or call you a taxi at least" I was going to argue but I didn't really fancy walking alone and there was something about him that made me trust him immediately. I'd be safe with him.
I agreed to let him walk with me figuring the fresh air would do me some good. It was the other side of town but that didn't seem to bother him. We walked in comfortable silence and every now and then he would ask me questions. From where I work – I'm a writer so work from home – to what my favourite colour was – green. He hung on my every word and I have to admit that it was nice to have someone be genuinely interested in what I had to say for a change. Occasionally our arms would brush and I could feel current of electricity flow through our skin where it touched.
We were almost at my house when I felt panic spike in my chest. I could feel my heart breathing in my ears as my breath quickened. I wasn't ready to go home just yet. His eyes were watching me, I hadn't noticed that I had stopped walking.
"Come on." I didn't think, I just grabbed his hand and made my escape. At the end of the street we walked straight through the overgrown canopy of pine trees. My feet carried me through the familiar darkness – I knew this place too well. The trees grew sparse as we came to an opening, a small, almost circular clearing. The dirt was covered by fallen pine needles and in the centre was an enormous rock. I had always thought it looked like it had fallen from the sky, making a path through the tops of the trees to the spot it lay. I made my way over and sat on the rock, pulling Eric to sit beside me. From this point we were completely surrounded by trees, the confinement strangely comforting to me. The moon lit up the clearing and from the darkness you could make out the constellations so clearly.
I looked over to Eric who hadn't said anything since I grabbed his hand, which I still held tightly between both of mine. He was taking in the surroundings, his mouth slightly agape as he appreciated the simple beauty of this place. He saw me looking and smiled down at me.
"What is this place?" His smile made his eyes glistened with emotion that could take my breath away.
"I come here to get away from the world." I smiled sheepishly back at him. I had never shown anyone else this place, it was my own sanctuary, but it felt right to bring him here. It made no sense to me but I just went with it.
He squeezed my hand reassuringly, "It's beautiful." He reached up and tucked a loose bit of hair behind my ear, the small touch setting my skin on fire. He took my chin in his hand and pulled me up to look at him. I leaned up the last few inches until our lips met. In that moment nothing else was real but him and me. I rested my hands on his chest and his went to my hair, pulling me closer to him. My lips parted and our tongues swirled together, I stifled a moan. His hands traced down my back and to my thighs. He lifted me onto his lap so I was straddling him. The kisses became more passionate, hungry, and I pulled back to take a breath. His lips were on my neck, nipping and soothing along my jaw as his hands tangle in my hair, pulling slightly making a small whimper escape my lips.
He lifted his head up and looked quizzically at my hair. "What is it?" I asked nervously, my hands flying up to my hair to see what he was looking at.
"You have like a thousand pine needles tangled in your hair" He chuckled as he tried futilely to pick them all out. It hadn't crossed my mind the state I probably looked. I covered my face with my hands and buried my head in his chest. I laughed nervously, mortified that I was such a mess. He wrapped his arms around me, holding me to him.
"It's alright, even with half a tree in your hair you are still the most beautiful girl I have ever met" He kissed the top of my head and I adjusted myself so I was leaning my head on his shoulder. Being with him was so effortless. I don't know how long we stayed like that – his arms around me, his thumb tracing patterns on my arms making me shiver – but the sun was beginning to come up when we left. We kissed goodbye and I walked round the corner to my house in the orange glow of the sunrise.