So how did this mess start? well, you wouldn't believe if I told you I meet him due to an intermediate hip hop class.
I was new to Vegas and just like another dream-chasing fool had moved here in the hopes to further my career as a dancer. So I moved in with a roommate, signed up for a dance class and went to auditions. My life was about to begin, I just had to play my cards right.
I walked into class just like every Thursday and met up with my friend Rosaline. I greeted her in the noisy room, filled with excited dancers. However, as I scanned the room someone caught my eye. A black-haired 5'8 boy. Despite already knowing the majority of my classmates,it was clear I hadn't met him before.
Rosaline caught me staring.
-That's Tony Lopez
I remained silent
-He's a pro dancer but doesn't worry everyone is aware of hot he is
I rolled my eyes at Rosaline
-Please, I just happened to look at him, it's not like I'm going to date him
-Well don't, seriously, that guy is a man-whore, you wouldn't be the first to try to hook up with him
-whatever
I mumbled
-Y/N he's a player, just trust me alright
I mean yeah, who could blame Rosaline, the guy looked the fuckboys whose only goal in life was to get as many one nights stands.
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Him and I
RomanceOh, how good it felt to be loved by him. He became my whole world. The apple of my eye. I didn't think he realized the extent of my love for him. He was so comforting, his arms became my favorite place on earth.oh and how he teased me... Everything...
