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A Symphony Of Chance and Choice

Chapter 5 AMELIA'S POV

Word Count: 1198    |    Released on: 21/05/2024

with me, we were in a queue for our IDs to be

club that doesn't look sleazy and is still

ively, I stifle my laugh at her attempt to deflect the unwanted affection, but I let out a full-blown g

e this ba

already moved along, probably on his way

music in here is so loud that I can feel some of my bra

nd?" I just smile as we link our hands together so we

mfortable I just wanna race out here, Rach notices the discomfort on

ny and her denim shorts are even tinier, her arms are covered with sleev

s?" She asks with a smirk as s

tead, she looks mad but I tell her I've got this one with a look and she understands, she bounces on her heels in exc

y tongue and then throw the vodka back, I grimace as it burns its way

little!" She sc

s disgusting, the alcohol helps me let go of all my inhibitions and soon I'm singing at the top of my voice along with t

e bar just sitting when all of a sudde

I'm the most sober out of both of us I grab her and try my best to manoeuvre her to the

she doesn't drown herself in her urine or something, I giggle beca

plummet to the sticky floor but that doesn't happen as I'm caught by someone's big hands wrapping around my waist, I look up at this stranger and I'm looking straight into th

etely mesmerised, but Rachel chooses that moment to trip over air and fall- at

stand up as gracefully as I can manage and take Rachel -who is sniffing his hair and making sounds of appreciation - same girl

l is so unsteady, she falls back on me and I do not anticipate her move in time, we al

come to where my friend and I are sitting and rest a

nd who I'm just noticing, his golden hair is gelled in place and there's a mischievous smile on his angelic face,

such a handsome man as

ould be the

and wipe that smirk off yo

abs my hand and another round of electricity shoots up from where he holds me to the base of my spine, my toes curl, my drunk brain short-circu

erpowering any lingering doubts and all I can do is nod as he leads me by the hand and lik

ut my heart is screaming louder that there is something fami

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