I was going to town on this girl for jerking a bottle of alcohol out of my hand and giving me a snide remark, these freshman never learn. Neither less, how the fuck did they even get into the club? People already gathered around in a circle as a fight between the two of us. Before I could finish her off I was jerked away from her and yelled at.

"What the hell is wrong with you, Harlow". 

I brushed the hair out of my face, to look up at my amazing best friend,  "Well you see Hazel they decided to call me a raging bitch while I was drinking my bottle of vodka, your point?"

Hazel sighed loudly before dragging me clear across the club floor, through the crowds, to a less crowded place, to take a better look at my face. I know I didn't get a scratch but she likes to be a mom considering I do dangerous shit all the time. The club music was making my head pound harder. Great, before I could get my buzz on. 

"Sit," She demanded as I took a seat in the in on of the chairs with a side table. I could notice that a lot of people had their phones out and in small-large crowds while pointing at their phones. 

Groaning loudly I looked over at Hazael.

 "People recorded didn't they?"

"Yup and your ass is in deep shit" she spoke with anger in her tone as she gripped my jaw slightly to take a good look at my face.

I hissed loudly in response and jerked my face away murmuring, "Don't touch me."

She softened her look as she sat down next to me on the other side of the table to lean over and grip my hand lightly in response. She knows part of my past and the reason I don't like my face touched, I only allow her on certain occasions, however. 

I snicker quietly to myself hoping that freshman learned her lesson about coming into a club like this place and thinks she owns the place.  I scan the room for her and see she has a bloody nose, her hair messed up, and her outfit has been ripped.

Shaking my head I look over at Hazel and smile to reassure her that I'm okay. One of her favorite songs came on, No Guidance by Chris Brown and Drake, so I suggested we go out on the dance floor and get our groove on. She agreed of course so we danced to that song and several others throughout the night.  

Time has passed before I started getting parched form dancing to so many songs with her.

"Hey I'm gonna go get drinks, do you want anything?" Hazel had whispered loudly into my ear. I nodded in response because she knew my favorite drink. It's like she read my mind.

As she walked away a different song came on. It sounded familiar but not familiar enough for me to dance to it so I started to make my way through the crowd to bump into someone's back face first. The tall figure turned around to look down at me, I looked up and scrunched my face.

"Sorry, kinda crowded in here," I said, hoping he heard me.

I try to move past him as he then steps in front of me to block my path, I look back at him to notice him squinting at me slightly. I try to move past him again and he steps in front of me, again.

"Look pal, I just need to get to my friend at the bar. So if you don't mind I would like to get past," I asserted loudly

"You're that girl that got into the fight with the blonde one, aren't you?" He asked with a nod.

"And if I am, what does it mean to you?" I asked with a brow raised

"I like that, feisty." I could tell a faint smirk was forming with that comment.

I could see he was trying to check me out and get something tonight from me but I wasn't interested, I had classes to attend tomorrow and I wasn't about to go to a stranger's home.

"Right, so I'll be on my way now if you don't mind" as I try to shove past him this time as the song  Please me by Cardi B and Bruno Mars as a distraction. He then grabs me by my wrist and spins me around to face him and leans down to whisper the song lyrics into my ear. 

Humming to myself I then turn around and start grinding against him to the beat of the music with his hands roam along my waist as the crowd gets thicker as the beat keeps going. Turning back around to place my arms around his neck and keep moving with the beat, slowly backing away from him so I can slip into the crowd and leave. 

My plan works but I can see the disgust on his face. I quietly giggle to myself and make my way to the bar.

                                                                           Kaden's POV

I saw her take on that girl who took her bottle of alcohol, that's one thing you don't do. Mess with a girl's alcohol, especially a whole bottle. I had watched her the entire night since she arrived. 

I watched her pay for the bottle, plunder a girl, her best friend save her ass, and make her way back to the dance floor. I watched how she danced and the way she danced to each song. 

Now, I wasn't on the dance floor. I was at the bar the entire time scanning girls to pick up tonight for a quick fuck. None piqued my interest because they were all doing lines off the bar stools. Gross, people sit there and god knows what else has been there. 

Re-scanning the dance floor for her, I see she is alone and her facial expression tells me she doesn't know this song. She had made her way through the crowd as it slowly fades to maybe less than half on the dance floor now. 

I get up and make my way through the crowd trying to find her. Fuck I lost her, "how is she that short?" I said to myself before feeling someone bump into the backside of me. I turn around and it's her. 

"Sorry, kinda crowded in here," she spoke. 

She tried to move past me but I stepped sideways to block her path. She looked up at me as I squinted trying to notice her facial features. She had really pretty grey eyes and a cute nose. She then proceeded to step to the side again only for me to block her path again.

"Look pal, I just need to get to my friend at the bar. So if you don't mind I would like to get past" Her tone changed as she asserted the statement loudly.

"You're that girl that got into the fight with the blonde one, aren't you?" I asked with a slight nod.

"And if I am, what does it mean to you?" she said with a raised brow. How cute.

"I like that, feisty." with a faint smirk forming. 

I could see she was thinking of something. An escape plane? I wonder what motive she is coming up with.

"Right, so I'll be on my way now if you don't mind," she said, trying to shove past me this time as the song Please me by Cardi B and Bruno Mars comes on. I grab her wrist and spin her around to face me and lean down to whisper the song lyrics, "Please me, Baby".

I could tell she was humming to herself when she then turns around and starts grinding against me to the beat of the music. I let my hands roam along her waist as the crowd gets thicker as the beat keeps going. I remove my hands as she turns back around to place her arms around my neck and keep moving with the beat. I see she starts slowly backing away from me but I don't do anything to keep her here so I let her slip into the crowd and leave.

I clenched my jaw, standing on the dance floor, because in disgust with myself and the fact she played me dirty like that. She is the one I want.