Hey guys! So, if this is your first time reading one of my stories then hi!
Okay, down to business. This idea came to me at a random time, and as you can tell from the summary, it is based (very loosely) on the movie; Just go with it.
If you've never seen it, don't fret because you can just think of it as another story :)
For all those who have seen it, I'm just warning you that it won't be exactly like the movie, if that's what you expect. Sorry. Also, the character names (the ones in the movie) are changed, as well as the personalities, to suit the Vampire Academy gang.
Here we are!
Prolouge: Tonight's going to be fun
Music blared loudly, banging against my ear drums. The big double doors were pulled open by two lanky men in suits, as I showed my ID to the bouncer. The cue of about a hundred people groaned, annoyed that I didn't have to line up.
Lights flash against my highly immune eyes. Let's just say, I've had experience with clubs like this. A dance floor was in the centre of the large room, taking up most of the space. The rest of the area surrounding it was tables. On my left was an overcrowded bar, I headed that way. I caught a brunette dancing in my peripheral vision, she was swaying to the music on the tiled dance floor, shaking her hips and using her hair to seduce the men circumambienting her. I focused back on the task at hand, reminding myself what I came here to do.
The ring on my left hand reflected a light onto the wall, signalling a smirk to curl on my lips. I walked towards the bar stools, sitting on one of them with a 'flump'.
"Regular," I stated simply to the bar attendant "only with a little more kick."
She nodded and I gave her a quick flirtatious wink as she scurried off, a blush slowly creeping onto her tanned cheeks. Her bleach blonde hair swept behind her, making me crinkle my nose, I've always disliked fakes. But I guess her sexy body makes up for it.
I swiftly picked the Russian Vodka up off the soaking bar place mat where the girl had placed it. I ignored her poor request to go out for a drink tomorrow night, my eyes on another.
I picked myself up of the stool and glued my eyes to the blonde's back, watching her hips sway as she walked towards a round bar table which was surrounded by girls. I gulped down the vodka before slowly following after her, my legs aching to take long strides. She giggled once she reached the table, all her friends- I'm guessing- laughing along with her. The woman pulled the end of her dress down a little, noticing my hungry stare at last.
I clicked into action; slumping my shoulders and started to play with the ring on my finger. I even added a nervous glance around the club before turning back to her now concerned face. She motioned kindly for me to come towards her, I most happily obliged.
It took all my strength not to smirk and wink at the group of males glaring at me from the other side of the room. I sulkily advanced her, watching her like a predator hunting its prey, not that I showed it.
To any outsider I'd look like hurt and pained married man.
The girls instantly enveloped me in their arms as I reached their table, asking 'what's wrong, honey?'. I pulled out the big guns, digging my nails into my forefinger and forced a tear to slip down my left cheek. The attractive blonde kissed it away, stroking my cheek lovingly. I slipped on an adoring look and gave a small smile which she returned.
"My wife, she left me, chucked all my things out the window because I tried to stop her abusing the children. We were married for eight years." I sobbed and the girls exchanged horrified glances, instantly starting to soothe me. My favourite blonde ran her hand down my chest, sending small goose bumps to...down there.
Tonight's going to be fun.
Thanks for reading! Let me know if you like it! :)
