A/N: Hi there! Time for a new chapter! This chapter is based on Sam Smith's song Stay With Me. Sammy is my favourite, so you'll probably see more of him here! To be prepered for that I sugest you go and listen to his album In the Lonely Hour, it's fricking AWESOME! Enough about this, here's the chapter! :)

Song: Stay With Me by Sam Smith

Guess it's true, I'm not good at a one-night stand

But I still need love 'cause I'm just a man

These nights never seem to go to plan

I don't want you to leave, will you hold my hand?

Oh, won't you stay with me?

'Cause you're all I need

This ain't love, it's clear to see

But darling, stay with me

Why am I so emotional?

No, it's not a good look, gain some self-control

And deep down I know this never works

But you can lay with me so it doesn't hurt

Oh, won't you stay with me?

'Cause you're all I need

This ain't love, it's clear to see

But darling, stay with me

Oh, won't you stay with me?

'Cause you're all I need

This ain't love, it's clear to see

But darling, stay with me

Oh, won't you stay with me?

'Cause you're all I need

This ain't love, it's clear to see

But darling, stay with me

I don't know why I did it, I shouldn't have done it. But I did it anyways. I don't want to put all of the blame on Christina, but I do blame her for parts of it. The biggest reason why it's her fault is because she dragged me to the club that night. That was the first mistake. She was then the one that left me alone at the bar. That was the second mistake. The following mistakes were actually made by me, and him. 'Him' was an extremly attractive guy with dark blue eyes and dark hair, I don't know if it was dark brown or black, since the light was to dim in there. He had a hooked nose and ears that slightly sticked out, but he was the most handsome looking man I've ever met. I still can't figure out if he was my biggest mistake or if he is the best thing that have ever happend to me.

(FLASHBACK)

"Christina, I don't want to be here" I say as I look around and see all of the people drinking and all of the couples grinding against each other on the dancefloor. There are also some people sitting and standing at the bar, flirting with strangers or looking at a glas of alcohol with lost-looking eyes.

"Come on Tris!" Christina says. "It'll be so fun! We're gonna meet new people and we're gonna drink booze!" I just roll my eyes because those two things are somethings that I really dislike. I'd rather be at home reading a book or marathoning a serie on Netflix.

"Just because it's your birthday" I say and she squeals before she drags me to the bar. I stand there awkwardly as Christina orders our drinks. She managed to put me in a black dress and high heels. I'm really uncomfortable in these clothes since I normally dress in jeans and oversized shirts.

The bartender gives Christina the drinks and she hands one over to me. I smell it before I take a small sip. I immediately wince as the strong liquid burns down my throat. But at the same time it gives me a fuzzy and warm feeling inside. I take another sip, a little bigger this time.

"Good?" Christina asks as she raises one eyebrow at me. I nod slightly and she smiles a huge smile. Then we jump into a conversation about what's going on in our lives right now. It's difficult to keep up with everything that's going on in my best friend's life so I feel like tonight is the perfect time to catch up. Then Christina pulls out her phone from her bra and looks at it. I laugh at her.

"Please tell me you don't keep your phone in your bra" I say. It takes some time for her to answer, since she seems to be texting someone.

"What?" she says after she puts her phone back in her bra. "It's a great place because no one will take it from me if it's there. Unless I allow it" She adds and winks at me. "Did I mention that Will's coming?" She looks towards the door and when I look towards that direction I see Will getting closer. I know that I'll spend most of my time alone now, since Will and Christina probably will dance together and suck each other's faces.

"Is it okay?" she asks me and gives an apologetic smile.

"Of course it is" I say. "It's your birthday, after all" She gives me a smile before hugging me. Then she runs of to Will, who greats her with a kiss, before they join the dance floor together. I sigh before I sit down on a stool in front of the bar counter. I don't know how long I sit here, sipping on my drink, before I hear a masculine voice speak next to me. Speaking to me.

"Can I get you something?" it says. When I turn around I see a guy that makes my heart forget how to function. The most handsome man with the most handsome eyes. He gives me a smile, which I return.

"Sure" I say and his smile widens. I shouldn't let a stranger buy me a drink, who knows, he could drag me out of this club and then kill me. But something about him makes me believe that my theories are not true. Still, I should be on my guard.

He gives me my drink and then we sit there in an awkward silence. I take a closer look at him and I can't help but think that he's super cute. When I taste my drink I realize that he got me a coke. I smile at him and he raised an eyebrow at me.

"Coke?" I ask and he laughs. A deep and sexy laugh.

"Yeah," he says. "But I hope we'll get to the stronger liquid later" He gives me a wink and I laugh at him. After that we talk for a while and I get that his name is Four, or his nickname. There's nothing left in my glass when he asks me to dance with him.

"I need some alcohol in me first" I say, or rather shout so he can hear me over the music. We spend some more minutes at the bar, getting drunk with each other.

"Let's go, baby!" I shout as I grab his arm and drag him towards the dance floor. We both almost fall over our feet and then we giggle at how ridiculous we probably look right now.

Suddenly the song 'Live it up' with Jennifer Lopez and Pitbull comes on. We dance pretty close, face to face, with his arms on my hips and my arms around his neck. He tries to rap the lyrics with Pitbull, but in his drunken state it mostly sounds like shouting. I laugh until my stomach hurts and before I know it my back is pressed against his chest and we're swaying, or grinding, with the music's beat. His hands are on my stomach, moving up and down my sides, which feels really nice.

"You want to get out of here?" he asks, his hot breath tickling against my ear. I can't get any sound out so I just nod. He takes my hand and drags me out of the club and we catch a cab. He says an address to the driver and as soon as he's done I throw myself at him and kiss him. He seems slightly taken back, but soon he's kissing back with his hands all over by back and in my hair, while I have his face in my hands. I can feel a small stubble on his cheeks, which I find super hot.

We're making out, with teeth touching teeth and tongue dancing with tongue. I can't help but notice how he's a good kisser. And his lips are the best lips I've ever kissed before.

Soon enough the cab stops in front of a apartment house. He pays the driver and then we're on our way to what I believe is his apartment. In the elevator we continue our kissing, my legs wrapped our his waist and all of my weight is supported by the wall and also by his strong hands that are on my butt. The elevator gives away a small pling as we reach his level. Still carrying me he walks to a door and struggles with the keys a little before managing to open the door. His lips never leaves mine.

Before I know it our clothes are lying all over the room and we're on his bed with nothing separating us.

(END OF FLASHBACK)

When I had woken up the next morning I noticed him lying next to me and we were both naked. I couldn't believe that I had done something like that. As I had gathered all of my clothes I tried to tell myself that it was only a one-night stand. It was only a one night-stand, but I couldn't help but think of how attractive this young man was and how I was interested of getting to know him more.

That would be impossible now since I left him to wake up alone. He had probably done that a thousand times with a thousand girls. I wasn't special to him. But why can't I stop thinking of him?

I told Christina all about what happened that night and I also apologised for not telling her that I left. She said it was all fine and that she was happy that I finally 'got some'.

I'm now sitting in a café, three weeks later, with thoughts of a special person with a number as a nickname clouding my mind. The thing with a one-night stand is that it's only for a night, then you'll never see the person again, or never think of the person again. My first one night stand turned out to be a disaster since I'd love to re-experience those things with him, but I'd love them to mean something, and that we'd both be sober then. I'm just not good at a one night stand.

I can't help but think of what would have happend if I hadn't left. Would he have thrown me out? Would he wake up with a smile on his face realizing I was still there? Or would we maybe still be in contact? I guess I'll never know.

Just as I'm about to get up and leave I see someone standing next to my table and I hear my name being spoken by a voice that belongs to the only person that I've been able to think of the previous three weeks. When I look up I'm met by a pair of blue eyes and a white smile.

"Hi" Four says, sighing as he says it, like he's relived. My heart skips a beat and I give him a big smile in return.

"Hey" Let's just say that I stayed in my seat, talking to this amazing man.

That night was not only a one-night stand. It came many nights like them, but the difference was that we always stayed, and the other one didn't have to wake up by themselfs.

A/N: Love this song, love Sammy and I hope you liked this chapter!

If you have any great song in your mind write it in the comments. I'd love to listen to it and maybe I'll even make a chapter out of it.

I forgot to give you a chapter yesterday...sorry...

Peaceserum, Pansycakes!