Chapter 3
Partaaaayyyyyyy.
Disclaimer: I own nothing but the plot and this is also for future references so I don't have to keep re-writing these.
Ally's POV
Austin's last text left me confused as to why I'm going to this party. I could be on the back of his bike but instead I'm going to this motherfucking party. I don't even know the person hosting it. The only person I know is Trish. Goddamn it.
"Ally stop pouting. You'll have fun I promise." Trish spoke as she finished curling my hair.
I had to admit she looked great. Her black, curly hair sat on top of her head in a high ponytail, her body covered in a pair of black, ripped skinny jeans, a plain white t-shirt and a black, studded leather jacket with black, red soled LouBoutins. Her face masked with smokey eyes and red lips. "Okay you're all done." She said gleefully.
I stood up in my Black Sparkly Louis Vuitton and walked over to the mirror. Damn Trish is good! I barely recognized myself. I was masked in smokey eyes covered in silver rhinestones on my eyelids and red lips. I was dressed in a unique v neck sheer cut-out short mini dress and a leather jacket. My hair was curled and spilled over my shoulders. "Hot damn!" Trish whistled. I giggled and turned in the mirror checking my backside.
I walked over to my bed picking up my phone and slipping it inside my jacket pocket. I turned to Trish who was grinning like a fool. "Let's go get ourselves a drink!" I whooped. We cheered in unison and called a cab.
The environment of the party house was atrocious. Bottles of Smirnoff and other alcohol littered any and all surfaces, spilt liquids all over the floor and drunken dancers on the dance floor, grinding and touching. It was very sexual. The music pounded through the speakers, the song "Rude Boy" by Rihanna filling the room.
Trish had left me long ago and was trashed when she did. I was leaning against the wall opposite the dance floor. The party was still in full swing. Almost everyone that showed up was on the dance floor and if they weren't they were making out with someone on the couch or against a wall.
I scanned the floor before I did a double take, (A/N: ;D) my breath caught in my lungs and my heart was in my mouth. There right across me was the Austin Moon. His eyes were trained on me and a smirk was plastered across his face. He looked so fucking hot! He was wearing a pair of skinny jeans and a ripped muscle shirt. He had his hands entwined in front of him making his muscles tense and holy shit I think I just died.
I moved my eyes from his as soon as they left mine to trail up and down my body and when I rejoined my eyes to his he was moving across the dance floor towards me. My heart started racing as "Addictive" by Reece Mastin blares through the speakers.
His eyes are dark and hooded and I don't think I'll be able to stand for much longer. He finally reaches me, a smirk written over his perfect face. "Hello Ally. Didn't know you'd be here." He said smugly. "H-Hi. W-What brings you here?" I asked. Idiot! It's a fucking party!
"Nothing in particular. Maybe a certain someone named Ally Dawson." He responded and I felt my heart skip a beat. "O-Oh really?" He took a step closer to me and lowered his face to mine as if he was about to kiss me. "Yeah. Really." He breathed. I gasped as he quickly grasped my hand and pulled me to the dance floor.
'Your body is addictive; you know you got me twisted.'
Austin grinded himself against me and his hands gripped my waist. I gasped once again. Oh you wanna play this game ay Biker Boy? Let's play. I wrapped my arms around his neck, gaining confidence as I go. I pulled his head closer to mine and held it there firmly. We stared into each other's eyes, panting already and we had only just started.
We swayed our hips together, rolling, sometimes even thrusting as we clung to each other. Austin slid his hand up the hem of my dress before grabbing firmly making me gasp; it was becoming a habit of mine. He smirked down at me pleased by my reaction. Smirking back I lifted my leg up to meet his hip, his hand still gripping it, while I pulled his face closer to mine and kissed the corner of his mouth and up his jaw line. His moan was muffled against my hair.
"Having fun there Ally?" He breathed, staring down at me, his eyes full of lust. I licked my bottom lip. "Why yes I am." I beamed. I ran my hand down his bicep, giving it a little squeeze. He laughed at my playfulness. The music slowed down as "Strip" by Chris Brown filled the air.
"I like you Ally. I know I just met you but I don't know. I feel drawn to you." He admitted. My heart flutters a little at his words.
"I like you too." I responded, flushing slightly.
Our moment was ruined as a tall red head with blue eyes comes over. "Aust we need to leave… Now!" He spoke hurriedly. I unhitched my leg from Austin's waist as he grabbed the red head and pulled him to the side. I stood in the middle of the dance floor and felt a hand reach my arm "Ally! What the fuck was that?!" Trish asked frightened.
"It was nothing. I was just dancing!" I defended.
"Excuse me Ally. I have to go something's come up. I'll message you later." Austin said returning to me.
I nodded and he gave me a quick kiss on the cheek before seeing Trish and I swear I saw his eyes widen slightly before he gave her a curt nod and walked off with the red head.
I frowned as I watched Austin walk away from me, leaving me on the dance floor. I felt cold with his body no longer pressed against mine. Trish cleared her throat loudly, bringing my attention back to her. I rolled my eyes at the cowl on her face.
"Ally, you don't just dance with the most dangerous person in the whole town of Darling. If that's even what you call it." Trish whined.
"What else would you call that Trish?" I said ignoring the rest of what she had said even though it stuck in my mind.
I scowled back at her, not wanting to deal with her judgmental self at the moment.
"Ally, he's not the kind of person you want to be messing with. Other states know who he is and what he's done. He's bad news. You have to stay away from him. Who knows what he could do to you!" Trish said as though she had a bitter taste in her mouth.
I felt anger rise within me. I barely knew Austin and yet I felt as though I needed to defend him. What was this boy doing to me?
"How the fuck would you know what he's like Trish? Just because you heard a bunch of rumors doesn't mean shit! I don't have to stay away from him and you can't make me!" I seethed at her.
Trish stared back at me in shock after my lash out. I flushed slightly out of both anger and embarrassment from becoming so passionate about defending him. We stayed silent, staring at each other for a moment before I turned away from her and walked out of the party.
Anger coursed through me as I walked down the street. How fucking dare she! My mind was whirling and it was becoming hard for me to concentrate. I leant against a tree as I remembered what Trish had told me about Austin. Urgh I'm getting a headache.
I pulled put my phone which was vibrating for the 100th time. It was full of worried messages from Trish.
From: Trishita
*Where are you?*
*Ally please?*
*I'm sorry!*
I decided to ignore them for now as I stashed my phone away once again, I wasn't going to deal with her right now.
My head was pounding, making me feel sick. I looked around the rest of the street, feeling the cold air whip against my face. In the distance I saw the figures of two people crowding around someone on the ground. The sight of them made my stomach twist with uneasiness. I staggered forward a little, trying to get a better view of them when suddenly I heard the loud blast of a gun and the figure on the ground collapsed. I ran forward a little, while screaming before stopping in my tracks and throwing my hands over my mouth, muffling my scream.
The two men looked up quickly at the commotion I had caused. Both my breath and heart had stopped in the split second of seeing one of the men's faces. It was Austin.
A tear fell down my face silently out of fear. Trish was right, he was dangerous, I had just witnessed him killing a man.
While I was glued to the spot and my mind was scattered Austin began running towards me, his gun raised, finger on the trigger, ready to fire. He saw my face and lowered his hand hastily.
"Ally…" He whispered.
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