Fated to Love You
this is what you came for
Baby—
This is what you came for
Lightning—
Strikes every time she moves
And everybody's watching her
But she's looking at—
You
Giggling, I hold onto your arm as we strut into the club like we own it (I could, if I wanted to; I'm rich enough, after all). You're dressed in a dark red button-down and tight leather pants that make your ass look fantastic and your pink hair is as spiky and unruly as ever. Your dark green eyes are observant but bored, flitting here and there, and a shadow of a smirk rests on your lips. You look dangerously sexy, just the way I like you.
I toss my curly black hair back over my shoulders and swing my hips seductively as we walk, helping my tight red dress to emphasize my curves. I'm hot and I know it, but I'm off-limits to everyone but you.
I was pleasantly surprised when you told me you wanted to go clubbing tonight and insisted on this club, Fairy Tail. You hate dancing and you never want to go to clubs, even though I always beg. I'm glad you decided to give it a try tonight.
"Natsu." My voice is low, husky as I lean up and speak into your ear. The loud music pounds through the floor. "Get me a drink?"
You shrug indifferently and make your way to the bar. Grinning, I run my fingers through my hair and stride to the dance floor. Tonight, I want to make you go crazy. I want you to want me like you've never wanted anything before, maybe make you a little jealous. We're not exclusive or anything—I wouldn't even say we're dating—but we have an unspoken agreement not to be with other people while we're together. I like you though, a lot actually, and I'm just waiting on you to be ready to make us official. It's going to happen, I know it.
My head nods to the beat and I let my body move as it wants. I let a knowing smile curl my lips as I grind to the music.
After a few minutes, I look for you, wondering what's taking so long. Glancing around, I see that almost everyone in the club is staring in one direction. People are still moving, still talking, still drinking, but absently, almost unconsciously, as they watch the blonde bombshell in the middle of the dance floor work her body. She's in a slinky blue dress and her wavy blonde hair is a hot mess, but the mussed-up look just makes her even sexier. The flashing lights reflect off of her glistening skin. She's gorgeous and she knows it. She sways and dances, seemingly oblivious to all the eyes on her, her mouth thrown open in excitement and her brown eyes sparkling and fixed unerringly on one spot. I follow her gaze and my eyes widen to find her watching you.
My jaw drops when I realize that you're staring back at her with the darkest look I've ever seen. You've never looked at me like that. You lick your lips slowly and a grin spreads across your face—not a smirk, but an honest-to-goodness smile, which I've never seen on your face before—as your eyes roam her body, not straying for a second. There's something in your face that I've never seen before, something so wanting, so lustful that it's almost desperate—and I hate it. You're supposed to look at me like that, only me. Not her.
Your lips move, shaping a word I can only guess at. It looks like Lucy.
Realization hits me like lightning and I realize why you wanted to come to this club tonight. Somehow, you knew she'd be here.
My eyes glance back to that bitch who is stealing you away from me, and I glare as she spins and laughs and beckons you to her with a finger.
Don't, I think in your direction. Don't go to her.
You don't hear me. You don't see me. Your world has narrowed down to only her. You set down your drink—the drink that was meant for me—and ruffle your hair as you swagger through the writhing bodies to her. You stand motionless for a few seconds, staring down at her, as she continues to move but stares back, waiting for you to make a move. You don't touch.
Then suddenly, you melt together and I can't watch anymore.
It wasn't me. It was never me.
It was always her.
notes: hi all! it's been a while, huh? sorry! i just haven't had the time or inspiration for this collection lately. also this definitely isn't my best writing and i don't really like the way i wrote it but the lyrics inspired me, even though i loathe this song with the passion of a thousand supernovas. i've never been clubbing looooool so i have no idea what it's like, but well. whatever. also this is in the pov of an oc, just a random girl created for the sake of this chapter because i didn't feel like using lisanna again lol. i like her as a character too much to turn her into a bitch anyway nyaha. enjoy!
disclaimer: i don't own the song "this is what you came for" by calvin harris & rihanna (and taylor swift apparently lol).
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