(Girl I gotta know how you dance like that, dance like that, dance like that)

Love this track, this night is immense. God I love fake id's. I feel Jakes hand snake round my waist or was it Harry? Fuck it whatshisface, I'll settle on that name just like the rest, their all the same, boring and unoriginal but at least its a bit of action, something to escape the boring dimensions of life. I feel his hand move lower, it slowly goes under my dress and I cant help but gasp.

Calm it Katie, gheez its not as if you're innocent.

I giggle at that, yes its a bit too late to play the doting schoolgirl who is only focused on her studies and pleasing her family and teachers.

I turn around to face whatshisface and put my arms around his neck and kiss him deeply. Mmm he smells good not like the guy from last Tuesday. I feel his body tighten and I pull away and smile at him seductively.

He bends down and whispers in my ear, 'Want to come back to mine?'

I quell any doubts in my head threatening to spill forward. 'Sure'

After all you only live once.


I stumble out of the taxi, a flurry of butterflies in my stomach escape, I guess I'm not as drunk as what I thought.

Get a grip Katie

'You ok?' Whatshisface place's a hand on my shoulder and I jump slightly at his touch 'You seem a bit nervous'

I take a deep breath, assuming my 'bad girl meets seductive queen' face. 'I'm fine thanks, lets go upstairs'

I follow him into the building and we descend a few flights of stairs. I'm panting slightly when we reach his door. Whilst he unlocks it I start nibbling at his ear.

He makes appreciative noises and takes hold of my hand. He leads me straight to the bedroom and starts kissing me and undoing my dress at the same time, as he leads me to the bed in the centre of the room. We kick off our shoes and I almost kick him in the shin with my stiletto but he doesn't seem to notice.

We sink down on the bed which is so comfortable it's like lying on top of a thousand feathers, I'm in my underwear and start to feel self conscious slightly, which I remedy by starting to take of his shirt, I run my hands down his chest and reach the belt of his jeans, he starts kissing my neck and I feel waves of pleasure and excitement go through me.

Lets do this.

I open my eyes, and try to get my bearings. I'm lying in a bed, naked and something warm is cuddled up next to me. I can see something red on the corner next to me and my eyes adjust slightly so I can see that its an alarm clock.

3.42 the time reads.

I should probably leave and get home, cover my tracks before mum notices anything and completely over reacts as usual but I'm some how lacking energy.

I put my head back on the pillow and close my eyes, eventually drifting off into a peaceful sleep for once.


BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP

'Arghhhhh' I quickly open my eyes and see a stranger leaning over me to make the damn thing quiet.

He leans back and spots that I'm awake 'Morning' he says and smiles at me.

God he is gorgeous

I cant help but smile back and put on my best husky voice and say morning back.

He stares at me for what seems like minutes, his eyes a brilliant bright blue.

'I'll go make some coffee, want any?' He finally breaks the silence.

I silently nod my head, feeling a wave of shyness hit me as he gets out of bed naked. I'm torn between watching him put some underwear on and staring down at the sheets.

He leaves the room not before looking at me again with a small smile on his face.

I cant believe I'm here still, usually I'm out the door in the early hours before the guy can wake up. I feel a tug as I remember that my mum is most probably up now pouring over her papers with a cup of tea before she heads off to work, but not before calling me from the bottom of the stairs to make sure I'm up and awake for school.

I breath out a gusty sigh, suddenly wishing that I was 21 with my own flat and have no rules to follow, and certainly no school.

I start daydreaming about how my life would be different if all that was a reality and a strong smell of coffee brings me to my senses.

Right. I have to get out of bed and dressed before he comes back.

I quickly climb out of his bed, which is a tiny struggle seeing as how comfortable it is.

Underwear? Where are you?

I start rooting about the floor trying to locate my knickers and bra not even bothering to cover up my modesty.

Damn it where are you?

I eventually find my knickers which are lodged partly under his bed for some reason.

I stand up grinning to myself at my successful find and turn around.

To my utmost horror he is standing there leaning against the door frame watching me, a smile playing across his lips.

'Sorry, just thought I would ask if you wanted any sugar with your coffee? I didn't realise you would be out of bed suddenly he looks down guilty.

Well serves him right for staring at me.

I stand there with my hands trying to cover myself up as best as possible, a blush creeping over my face.

Grow up, its not as if he's staring at anything new now is it?

'Um 2 sugars would be fine, thanks' I mumble

'Ok, sorry once again'

I look at him, he is staring at me, not at my body but right into my eyes like he is trying to see straight into my soul.

This sends a shock wave through me and I suddenly don't feel so embarrassed any more.

He retreats from the room giving me one final glance.

For some reason though I don't feel vulnerable now, OK at first I was angry and alarmed slightly but now I don't really care.

I cant believe how good looking this one is, I thought he was the same dull guy like the rest I pull, but no something about this one seems different.

I wouldn't mind seeing this one again..he certainly seems interested seeing as he cant keep his eyes off me.

I put my knickers on and start the search for my bra.

It doesn't take long to find it, this time and I quickly put it on.

I gather up my dress that has somehow ended on top of his dresser.

But decide not to put it on.

I walk out of his bedroom and see him standing in the kitchen with his back to me.

Ignoring the cold which is embracing my body, I silently walk over to him, loving my confidence.

I catch sight of myself in a mirror, and smirk at my reflection, red sexy bra and the underwear to match, HOT.

I carry on to the kitchen and walk up to him, he still has his back to me.

'So what's happened with this coffee you were on about?' I say to him in a low husky voice

'Huh?' he spins round 'Whoa' escapes his lips as takes notice of me leaning seductively against the counter behind him.

I smile at him, feeling amazing, so sexy, so confident, so grown up.

'Coming back to bed?' I ask him, keeping my voice low

He makes a face of deep longing 'I cant, god I want to so much' He surveys my body, his voice sounding strained 'I really cant, I have to be getting ready for work, my new boss starts today and I have an early meeting with her'

Ifeel a bit of disappointment go through me, taking in the cold kitchen tiles while I'm at it.

'It's fine, no worries'

He turns back to the coffee and hands me a mug

'I'm really sorry, you have no idea how much I would love to, but I really have to be getting ready. I'm gonna have a quick shower, the TV is through there, amuse yourself, or would you be wanting a shower too?'

Suddenly I have a mental image of me and him showering together, but somehow I don't think that's what he meant.

'I'll be good thanks, I'll go back to mine and have one. In fact its probably best I get ready too'

He nods his head and we both go back to the bedroom.

I take notice of his flat and its decorated quite nicely, minimalistic furniture and everything is neat and tidy.

He opens his wardrobe and pulls out a blue shirt and tie and some smart trousers, lays them out on the bed and exists the room

I put on my dress, feeling filthy because of the lack of shower, I root around in my bag for some body spray to freshen myself up a little.

He comes back in with a piece of paper.

'Call me?' he says with a slight smile

I take the piece of paper, smile at him, taking in his sumptuous good looks.

'Sure'

His smile grows bigger and I tell him I best be on my way.

He shows me to the door, and we kiss goodbye and that's that.

I here the door close behind me and start to descend the stairs.

I look at the piece of paper in my hands and see that his name is Chris and smile as his face floats into my mind.

Now time to get ready for school.

Greeeeeeeeeat.