Getting drinks as an average height girl isn't that hard. You stand up straighter, push your breasts up in your low cut top and hope the bartender will notice you first. I'm out of luck this time.

The bartenders are busy serving the huge crowd gathered around the bar. The girl gives me and all the other girls a dirty look. She throws a dishcloth at her fellow bartender who is shamelessly flirting with a good looking costumer. He glares at her and looks back apologetically at the tall guy he was hitting on.

I get pressed further into the counter by the group and both bartenders keep on not noticing me. Finally the female bartender sees me. "What would you like ?" she manages to say coily over the blaring music. Is she flirting with me? I'm about to answer when a deep voice cuts in.

I look up to be met by blue eyes that seem strangely purple in the light of the club."What should I get you?" the guy asks. He is absolutely stunning. He has dark hair and a strong, stubbly jawline. He arches a brow.

Having conversations is hard when the only way you can communicate is by yelling."You are buying me a drink ?" I ask crossing my arms over my chest. "That's my intention" he answers with an amused glint in his eyes. "Are you going to drug me?" He laughs scanning the space above my head."That's not my intention." I start weighing of my options. Either he drugs me and drags me away or he just buys me a drink. I only see positives: If he kidnaps me I won't have to go to school next week... "Tequila sunrise."

He looks over at the bartender who glares at me one more time and quickly mixes the orange juice, tequila and grenadine. She hands the drink over to the guy who then hands it to me. "Not drugged?" I ask while I take the straw between my fingers. "Not drugged." I start sipping my drink as I turn away from him. He follows me after paying for the cocktail. I find an empty spot near the wall.

"I'm Killian." He says above the music as he stretches his hand towards me. "Belle" I say as I keep on drinking. He nods awkwardly as he takes his hand back. "So…" it is strange to see someone so beautiful seem so uncomfortable. I almost laugh at his awkwardness and then immediately scold myself for almost doing so.

Ruby had decided that it wasn't just a good idea to go clubbing tonight and put our fake ID's to good use, but to have a little pre-party drink on the curb. This consisted of half a bottle of Passoã we had left from last time's party. That combined with the cocktail I was slurping up way too fast was making my head fuzzy. I'm drunk, just a bit tipsy. Tipsy enough to take drink from a stranger.

"You come here often?" Now, with an empty glass in hand, I laugh. "That's your pick-up line?". Somehow me laughing in his face makes him seem more relaxed. "Yes." He lets out a nervous chuckle. "You from around here?" I ask, swirling my ice-cubes in my empty glass. "Just moved here actually. You ?" Do I say the truth? My ID says I live here so… "Yep." I smack the 'p' a bit to hard.

I take a full look at Killian. He is broad-shouldered and narrow hipped. He is taller than me and really sexy. He smiles at me and as I bite my lip I realise I had been smiling at his chest. His blue eyes sparkle mischievously when he smiles. "So what is it that you do?" he asks me. "I read and drink questionable cocktails. " I say as I raise my glass for emphasis. "You aren't here by yourself are you?" He asks. "That sounds like something someone who has just spiked my drink would say." I say theatrically flinching. "No I'm not by myself." I decide that the safest thing to do is let my eyes wander across the room instead of his body.

"Here with your boyfriend?" He asks, awkwardly shoving his hands in his pockets. "No. With my girlfriend." I can't help but laugh at the shocked expression on his face. "Oh! I'm… sorry. I didn't mean to…"

"Just kidding" I say. I step over to the bar again and place my glass on the counter. When I turn around I see his eyes snap up from my bum to my face. I hold his stare with arched eyebrows and then let my eyes wander once more.

My eyes fall on the crowd of twisting bodies on the dancefloor. Killian follows my eyes. I start hearing the music again which I had droned out since I met Killian. I feel my feet moving and my hips swaying as I move towards the dancefloor. I turn as I pass Killian and keep looking him in the eye as I dance. He comes to me.

When he is close enough to me I turn around and throw my curls to the side. I feel his warmth at my back and then a tentative hand on my hip. I look behind me and see him smiling wolfishly at me.

I push my ass back so it hits him. His other hand finds its place on my other hip and then we start moving. I gyrate my hips towards him as his hands trail my body. We sway with our bodies pressed close together. I'm feeling brave tonight. I mentally thank Ruby for the Passoã.

I feel his fingers digging into my hip again so I turn around again with our bodies still pressed flush against each other. I keep looking at his eyes until I realise how nice lips he has. Suddenly the space between our mouths closes as I feel the music fall away once more.

Kisses in movies and books always seem so perfect. Clean even. Kisses are sloppy, wet sometimes terrible, but kissing Killian feels great. His lips lock over mine. Softly they move against my own as my hands find their way into his hair. His tongue touches my bottom lip and I let my own slip into his mouth. I feel his hands leave a trail of lightning down my spine, to my waist, until they are both on my ass. I deepen the kiss with a gasp and tighten my grip on his hair. He sucks on my bottom lip as he lightly squeezes my bum.

He breaks the kiss, but doesn't remove his hands. I smile at him and lean in again. We stand like that for a while: kissing and touching and deepening our kisses with each stroke. I step away this time and take his hand as I lead him away from the dancefloor into an empty booth.

I sit us down. He is looking intently at my lips. I lick them for show and he kisses me again. He cups my face this time and grasps my hair at the nape of my neck. My hands are on his broad chest and I can feel the tension in his muscles beneath my fingers. I push him so he is sitting upright and I straddle him. "I don't usually do this" he breathes as he brushes my lips with his thumb. "Neither do I" I whisper to him as I kiss him again.

This kiss is different, for this time I can't concentrate on his lips. I can feel his slide down my back, to my ass and then to my thighs. I let my hands slide down to his abdomen. His muscles tense. His hands travel up higher and he cups me with his hand. I break the kiss to let out a moan.

I start fidgeting with his belt-buckle as he massages me. It feels so good that my hands are shaking. I slip my hand into his pants and stroke his hard length through his underwear. He grunts and slips a finger into my panties to touch my clit. His other hand now moves to cup my breast and rubs my hardened time I moan against his lips.

When I'm about to pull out his length. Ruby walks in with a handsome man at her arm. "Belle?" she asks, her face shocked and amused. I unstradle Killian and I feel a blush creeping over my face. He moves to close his pants as quickly as he can. "Sorry for interrupting sweety, but we have to leave." Ruby says smiling as her eyes go from Killian to me, to his crotch.

I get up and adjust my skirt. I look back at Killian. It's my turn to smile awkwardly. "Nice meeting you." I say. "Nice meeting you? Is that the best you can do, Belle?" I mentally scold myself. "Wait." Killian says a s he grabs my wrist and stands up.

"Do you eh… want my number?" I suddenly forget about Ruby and her new 'friend'. "Sure." I smile up at him. I hand him my phone and he quickly types in his number. "Thanks." I say as I put my phone in the pocket of my jean skirt. "Will I get yours?" He calls after me as I walk towards Ruby. "Maybe." I call back over my shoulder. We pass Ruby's guy, who winks at her and then walks towards Killian.

Back in the car Ruby drives since I have had way too much to drink and she had managed to stay sober. "I just can't believe it" she laughs. "You were seriously were about to get jiggy with Mr. Sexy Jaw." "Stop calling him that" I say as I slap her on her thigh. She giggles at that.

"How about you and that guy?" I ask. "Well… I actually did get jiggy with him". We laugh at that until we pass the 'Welcome to Storybrooke' sign.

Later that night, after sneaking back into Ruby's housen I keep looking at Killian's number. In a surge of courage I sent him one word: Yes.

Thank you so much for reading!

Two disclaimers.

1. I don't own Once upon a time !

2. The idea from this story doesn't come from me. It comes from another story from another fandom. This other story was sadly deleted by either or the author her/himself. I love that fic and I was very sad when it suddenly disappeared. I don't know the author's name. If I find out I'll let you know :)

Thanks again and 'till the next update xxx