Fear - Chapter 13

Narrator's point of view: 

He grabbed the shot that was already placed in front of him and turned to face her, his arm slightly in front of him ready to crash their cups into together to make a toast but when they caught each other's eyes everything around them stopped. They were both very very very surprised causing the sly smirk that was plastered on his heavenly face and the dizzy alcohol effect to both be swiped off his face. 

It was Abdullah, the professor she had mingled with recently at school. She stared into his big eyes, making no note of the color; she was lost deep inside of him. He stared back into her eyes, trying to read her thoughts. The staring stopped when the bartender tapped against Abdullah to give him the change back. Abdullah turned around and thanked him, then looked back at Lama who was drinking her cup. Abdullah got angry but tried to speak to her calmly. 

Abdullah: How old are you?

Lama smirked, she found it oddly funny when men asked that.

Lama: A woman never reveals her age, weight and.. Plastic surgeon. 

They both chuckled a little. Lama of course was not that type of girl, and she didn't want him thinking she was, so she cleared out that it was a joke really quickly and told him that she was 15 years old. 

Abdullah's eyes widened in shock as the next line ran out of his mouth really quickly to show his disapproval.

Abdullah: Why are you drinking vodka when you're 15?! 

She turned to him smiling, not daring to tell this man of her past. She then turned her head again, still smirking at his angry and confused face expression. She asked the bartender for 4 more shots of vodka; 2 for herself and 2 for Abdullah. Abdullah stared at her in shock, wondering what to make of the situation. After looking ahead of him though, he remembered the reason in coming today then looked back to Lama; analyzing the gorgeous girl's features. He smirked, yet again. His mind had just had that light up moment, and had created an idea that seemed very exciting at the moment. 

After thrusting their cups into each other one after another and drinking the two shots, both of them were a little more easy going. Lama hadn't drank for a while, so the alcohol had played it's effect very soon with very little quantity of it and soon, she was laughing and practically sitting in Abdullah's lap. Of course, Abdullah was very happy and decided to play his cards right. 

Abdullah: Can I have a dance?

He spoke using his charm just as the song Dont You Worry Child - Swedish House Mafia played, she laughed and held his hand while leading him the dance floor. The dancing was a little off beat in the beginning, then Lama was In The Mood and she began to move her body in ways that caused every woman dancing around her to look at her with jealousy in their eyes while tugging onto their men; afraid of losing them. Abdullah had his hands around her waist, constantly moving up and down. 

They danced to a few more songs, grinding against each others bodies and ordering more drinks to keep them energized and happy; both of them completely forgetting their problems during the night. 

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Lama's point of view:

I woke up with a really bad headache, I tried to open my eyes but they wouldn't so I stayed lying down wherever I was for a few minutes until I heard the shower come on. My eyes opened widely really quickly, I had still not remembered the night before but as I opened my eyes a few things came back while analyzing the hotel room I was in.