Some Secrets Are Better Unkept

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Harley knew that it was probably a stupid idea to be sneaking into a club, she was underage after all. But after a bit of convincing on her dormmates' part, she had agreed and they had been getting ready for nearly three hours when she had decided she was finished. She was quiet, as she studied herself in the mirror for a moment longer before turning and making her way to the door. And before she knew it, they were on their way to the club. Just like that, her night was under way and she had just made her way into the club when she grabbed her friend's hand and they made their way over to the bar to order their first round of drinks.

Matt was sitting at the bar, ordering drinks for himself and his friend, Brian, who was too lazy to come get his own. He was too busy trying to find a girl who would give him a free blowjob in the bathroom. He glanced over when he saw someone move in his peripheral, seeing two girls coming up to the bar. His eyes averted directly to the blonde, who was just absolutely gorgeous, and he immediately wanted to go up and talk to her. But maybe he should wait until her friend as a little busy, because she would probably be extremely protective of the blonde girl. He knew how girls could be.

Harley laughed at something the bartender said and she glanced away, catching Matt's gaze. She was still for a moment before giving the man a small wave. Her eyes flitted downward for a moment before she quickly turned back to Shelby, just talking to her while they waited for their drinks. When her vodka&sprite was handed over, she thanked the bartender before quickly taking her first sip. she may have been younger but she had gone to her fair share of parties and could hold her own for the most part. Midway through a sip, Shelby squealed when the song changed and she was dragged toward the dance floor where they both began to dance together - more focused on having fun than scoring anything right now.

Matt bit his lip and grabbed his and Brian's drinks, taking them over to the table. He handed Brian his drink before he sat down and began to drink his. He looked through the sea of people, trying to spot where the blonde was, wanting to go up and talk to her. Maybe he could even get a dance with her, if he was lucky. He could be pretty charming if he tried hard enough. Once he got a decent sum of alcohol in his system, he stood up and made his way onto the dancefloor, pushing past people to find the girl. He grinned when he spotted her and walked towards her, standing next to her. "Hey," he said loudly, hoping she could hear him over the music.

Harley was on her second drink, nearly finished it by the time that Matt had made his way over to her. She smiled up toward him when he spoke to her and glanced around, a bit bored that she had been abandoned by Shelby. She watched her friend for a moment before turning to the man she had been eyeing all night. It couldn't hurt, after all. Could it? She shrugged away her worries and moved to grab his hand, pulling him toward the dancefloor. She glanced back to him with a grin spreading across her lips, "I hope you don't mind!"

Matt chuckled and shook his head. "Not at all!" he said, following her. He couldn't help but think of how jealous Brian would be right now, and a smirk spread across his face. He began to dance with her, looking her over again. She was even more beautiful on second glance. "I'm Matt, what's your name?" he introduced himself, figuring he might as well tell her who he was. Maybe he could grab her number at the end of the night. He could definitely picture himself going on a date with her, and spending time with her. Maybe he was getting a bit too into this, but he couldn't help himself.

Harley was far too involved in her own movements to be paying that much attention to Matt and his movements. Her hips pressed back into his and she began to grind against him, reaching to play with the back of his neck as she did. When the song paused a moment to move to the next, she nodded at his words and leaned so her lips were against his ear, so he could hear her. She was a bit too far gone to be even thinking of what her actions may be perceived as. "Harley," she answered back, leaned to flash him a flirtatious grin

Matt chuckled, his hands moving down to rest on her hips, gripping slightly on the fabric of her dress as he held her close. Man, he really needed to start going to clubs more often. The only thing that was unfortunate in this situation was that she was drunk, so he wasn't sure if she'd remember him for one, and two, if this was the way she actually was in real life. But they did say a drunk man's words are a sober man's thoughts, so maybe she would be more honest when she was drunk. "I like that," he said, smiling back at her.

(I'm sorry shout at me if I do this again. )

Harley flashed a grin at Matt, leaning forward again to speak in his ear. "I'm glad you do. You're pretty cute, Matt," she murmured, pressing a light kiss to his cheek. She leaned against him as they danced, her mind wandering away. She wasn't paying much attention anymore so when the song changed, her eyes slipped shut and she pressed closer to him. The more crowded the floor grew, the seemingly closer they grew to each other.

[ It's alright! Sorry I haven't replied yet, I wasn't on my computer all day yesterday.]

Matt chuckled and swayed his hips with hers, his own eyes closing as he held her close. He was really lost in the music, feeling the beat, and her body rubbing against his. Man, was he glad he'd approached her. He'd never met a girl before that made him feel so alive, so lost in everything and made him completely forget about his surroundings. He loved it.

fuuuuuck. i'm so sorry.

Harley had just been getting into it for real, her hips rocking into his. She was panting a bit, biting into her lip as she ran a hand through the tiny hairs on the back of his neck, only to jump when Shelby pulled at her arm. "Come on! We have class in the morning," her friend called out. Enough to cause her to frown because it was unusual for Shelby to care so much about schooling but she glanced behind them to Matt with an apologetic smile. She mouthed 'im sorry' before she was pulled away by her best friend.

(Iiii... think I might play it like Shelby has heard of Matt before? idk? I just need a reason for them to get separated soo)

[I guess. ]

Matt frowned, nearly pouted, and was stood in the middle of the dancefloor awkwardly, feeling kind of abandoned. He sighed heavily, desperately wanting to follow after them, get her number or something, but he couldn't. He didn't want to come off as weird or creepy. And he just prayed that one day, he'd run into her again. He walked back over to Brian and sat down, trying to avoid the awkward tightness in his jeans right now. He'd have to deal with that later. Or he could drown it out with booze. Either or worked.