He was gulping down the alcohol.
Shot after shot.
It didn't seem like it was going to end.
But it was a club.
I couldn't care less.
But I still continued to watch.
I just couldn't take my eyes off him.
I didn't know why.
He looked my way.
I looked away.
I didn't want to be just like those girls.
He was abusive.
He didn't want the girl.
He never wanted the girl.
He just liked to take advantage.
I didn't want to be a victim.
But I just couldn't stand it.
I looked his way once again.
It disgusted me.
He was kissing a girl.
Iconic.
He stole a few glances from me.
Again.
I looked away.
Again.
I didn't like the glances we exchanged.
But it was the only thing we did.
We never actually talked.
And I'm thankful.
All I needed were those.
Those glances that I hated the most.
Because I didn't want to be hurt like the others.
I didn't.
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I apologise if this does not make any sense. I am trying something new to make myself seem artsy (trust me I'm not)
Anyways I hoped you liked the first chapter!!
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Breakaway
Random"I keep on going back to him but it never seemed like a good idea. But love conquers all. Right?"
