Just Try It. Chapter 1
A/N - Sooo. First fic ever lol. Im excited and nervous, just letting you guys know its a slow build so bear with me. Hope you enjoy it, if not whatever lol.
“Come” he said while holding his hand out to me.
Oh no, oh no. Why am i hesitating?! Laurent motherfucking Bourgeois is asking me to come with him and im staring at him like a fucking idiot. What did i do or say to cause him to want me? I think back …
“I want you to pick a person behind me and watch only them. Make them feel through you dancing. Go”
Alright i can do that. Often by The Weeknd starts playing and I do the choreo as best i can while trying to focus on someone but being in the back is making it hard, everyone is focusing on the people in front. The music cuts off, and i stop moving wondering what the problem is.
“No! You not look at them, you look at you feet. Look at me and me only. Make me feel”
The music starts again and im thankful for my spot in the back. Theres no way i can look into his eyes and dance, hes to intimidating. I focus on the steps and we all finish the choreo, and finally he says its the second groups turn. Thank god, this is stressful. I trip over someones foot trying to get to the other side of the room, causing me to look at the floor. I look up quickly to see how much farther i have to go and holy shit hes right in front of me. His back is facing me and hes backing up, shit what do i do? I froze and put my hands up to stop him from knocking me over. He quickly turns around when my hands touch him and says “ Why you not look at me? Why so shy?” and before i could stop myself the attitude took over. I arch my eyebrow at him, “Do you know how intimidating you are? Id rather enjoy dancing and get the choreo right then embarrass myself looking into those eyes of yours.” I can see the surprise in his eyes which causes me to smile, and i continue to make my way to the other side of the room.
A push at my back quickly snaps me back into reality as the mob of fans caught up to us. Even with his name being screamed his eyes stayed on me and his hand extended. What the hell, I took his hand.
Quicker than i had prepared myself for, he pulled me close to him and we began to walk away from his fans. Any thought process i began having is now gone, he is just to close. Damnit, didnt my mom teach me to watch out for strangers? And now here i am with a man i dont even know, but when am i going to get an oppurtunity like this again? Get it together Monica, this is what you wanted right? But where is he taking me, I dont know this hotel at all.
He leads me away from the elevators and makes a quick left into sketchy looking hallway. He walks down the hallway with me in tow and i come to the realization that we might have to take the stairs, oh hell no.
“Where are you taking me?” I ask him. “Trust me” he says, I pull my hand out of his and look at him questioningly.
“But like are we going to another floor, I mean your cute and all but i am NOT taking the stairs” I state matter of factly.
“You serious?” He asks. “Hell yeah im serious, who the fuck takes the stairs when there are elevators. Plus i dont even know where your taking me, like what if its on the 12 th floor or something, i already went to the gym earlier and its going to take alot of convincing from you to ma-” I lost my train of thought as he starts laughing at me, what a beautiful sound. I glare at him until i notice tears in the corners of his eyes and cant help but smile at him. “Whats so funny?!” I ask him.
“You. You funny.” He manages to say through his laughter. “Good to know. But are we taking the stairs?”
He grabs me by the shoulders and pulls me in close, he has to bend down so we can be eye to eye. “Whats you name?” He asks gently. “Mo- Monica” I manage to whisper. “Trust me Monica” he says quietly. “Okay” I whisper.
He grabs my hand again and continues walking down the hallway. He makes a couple more quick turns, causing me to wonder how he even knows where hes going. And then we come to a dead end with, thank the lord jesus, an elevator. I sigh as he presses the up button and catch his laughter at my relief, I glare at him which causes him to laugh harder. Son of a bitch, if he wasnt so god damn tall we would fight right now. The elevator doors finally open and he pulls me inside with him. I watch him press the button for floor 12 and i cant help but laugh, I was right.
Almost instantly, you can feel a change in the small space of the elevator. What i wouldnt give to wrap myself around him right now. I peek at him and notice he is breathing harder and clenching his jaw, I wonder if he feels it to. Who am i kidding, this man has fucked tons of girls and probably wants to add me to his list of conquests. I knew what i was getting myself into when i took his hand, and if i have anything to say about it this will be the best sex of his life.