11 Chapter Eleven.

"You want me to down that shot, in one go?" I ask, my eyebrow raised high. I let out an unbelievable laugh, shaking my head at him. Alex leans forward, resting his hands against the bar before lightly bumping me with his shoulder. His scent and the multiple drinks we've already consumed is making me light headed and dizzy.

"Something tells me you won't have any trouble with that."

His voice is silky, almost like a purr down my ear. Every time he speaks, he leans towards me so I can hear him over the music blaring through the club.

"I don't know Alex," I shake my head, eyeing up the shot gingerly. The bartender pushes another two towards us before sauntering off, hips moving to the sound of the music. It's so loud, bouncing off the walls. Crowds of people are dancing, their arms up in the air. The atmosphere is lively, buzzing with people wanting to have a good time.

"Come on hermosa. Take this one first." He instructs, pushing the purple liquid towards me.

"And this one straight after it." He shoots me a dazzling smile and I feel my insides clench from a simple second of looking at him. I nod, shrugging my shoulders.

"What harm can it do?" I giggle, taking a hold of the first shot glass. I lift it up and Alex does the same with his, brown eyes sparkling mischievously at me.

"What are we toasting these to?" I ask him, raising my voice so he can hear me over the music. He reaches up with his free hand and I suck in a breath, shivering as his fingers tuck a strand of hair behind my ear, lightly skimming over my skin. My knees wobble underneath me as he leans closer, turning his head to murmur down my ear.

"To danger."

I close my eyes, a shiver running down my spine. When I open them, Alex is slightly further away from me, looking at me with a smirk on his face. I swallow, my mouth dry as I nod before lifting my glass in the air.

"To danger," I repeat, my voice barely above a whisper. I knew he can't hear me but his eyes darken as he watches my lips mouth the words. They burn with. . . desire?

He doesn't once drop the eye contact as his glass connects with mine. I feel my hands trembling, small droplets of the alcohol falling to the floor from my shaky grip. Alex pulls back and I repeat his actions before swallowing the liquid. It burns my throat as it slides down and I squeeze my eyes shut, swallowing it with effort. "Urgh!" I grimace, opening my eyes to find Alex wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. He chuckles quietly, pushing the second shot towards me.

I smile widely, taking hold of it.

"Down it!" I tell him and he nods, swinging his head back as he lifts the glass to his mouth. I do the same and shudder as it travels down my throat, burning my insides with a newly lit flame. I feel the effects of the alcohol almost immediately, excitement buzzing inside me. When I open my eyes, Alex is leaning against the bar, watching me. I let out a nervous giggle, wiping the corner of my mouth with my finger. He leans forward, taking the shot glass from me. His fingers lightly brush my skin and I shiver again despite the hot temperature inside the room.

"I'm impressed," he murmurs down my ear. I pull back and roll my eyes at him, taking his hand in mine confidently. I'm going to think too much about it, I simply want to have a good time. Alex places the shot glass down onto the bar, his eyes intrigued as he studies my hand in his. I ignore the electricity shooting through my body and weave my way through the crowd, pulling him with me. I turn around briefly, a wide grin on my face. Alex is smirking back at me, one eyebrow raised as I sway my hips towards the middle of the dance floor.

The people around us make enough room for the both of us and I drop his hand, closing my eyes. The sound of the music is much louder on the dance floor, the vibrations pulsing through the floor. Without opening my eyes, I know Alex is inches away from me. I can feel the heat burning off his body. He confirms my thoughts as he places a hand on my waist, pulling my body towards his. My mind is becoming numb from the alcohol but I can still see Justin's face flash through my thoughts.

The way his hands pressed into my body as he tried to force himself onto me. . .

I shudder and yank myself away, hurt flashing through my eyes. I blink until my vision is clear, noticing Alex watching me intently a few feet away.

He isn't dancing, his body still as he tilts his head, studying me. I can feel his eyes burn straight through mine, invading my thoughts, my privacy. It feels like he can see my every secret, know exactly what it is that I'm thinking. I clench my jaw and spin on my heel, walking in the opposite end of the club. I don't know where I'm going, I simply want to move my feet. Walk away. Have control of myself.

A hand snakes around my waist, stopping me in my tracks and I stumble a little, giggling at my own stupidity. I look up into unfamiliar dark eyes, a face that is smiling at me. He leans down, his breath tickling my ear.

"Hey gorgeous, can I get you a drink?"

His words are so smooth, suggestive. I push myself off him, giving him an apologetic smile.

"No, thank you. I've already had one too many." I smile, removing his hands off me gently. He pouts at me in disappointment before sauntering off, meeting back up with his group of friends. A few of them are grinning at me, their eyes roaming down my body. I giggle at the attention, continuing on my journey.

My feet don't seem to want to co-ordinate with my mind and I begin tripping over invisible objects, using the walls to steady myself. I push past numerous amounts of bodies, murmuring apologies continuously. Justin's face continues to flash through my mind and I can feel the anger and frustration building up inside me, threatening to burst free.

Why did he have to do that? Ruin things.

"Idiot!" I mumble, stumbling through a door. It leads me outside and onto the streets. The cold air whips around me harshly, yanking away my body heat within seconds. I don't care, I feel numb to the cold.

I carry on walking down the road in a zig zag line, unable to stay on a straight path. The crowds of people gradually become smaller and soon enough, the music fades away to nothing. I shiver from the cold in the air, tilting my head back to stare up into the dark sky. It's pitch black, small stars littered around the sky here and there. Their sparkle is dull, providing no light or comfort.

"Why did you have to do it, Justin? Ruin everything? You idiot!" I yell out, my hands balled tightly into fists. I'm fully aware he can't hear me but I don't care. I want to yell at him, scream, pound my fists against his chest. I don't realise tears are streaming down my cheeks until strong arms wrap around me, pulling me into a hard chest.

"Stop it, stop crying."

A sob escapes my chest, ripping it's way through my throat. I grip tightly onto the fabric of his shirt, grabbing a handful in an attempt to rid myself from the pain I'm feeling inside my chest. He walks backwards until his back hits the brick wall, taking me with him. The entire time his arms keep their strong hold, never once dropping strength.

"Look at me," he instructs firmly, his words soft yet strong. . . As strong as him. I lift my head upwards, not caring that he can see my tear stricken face. He's looking down at me with soft eyes and I question whether it's the same person.

His eyebrows are creased in frustration, eyes searching mine desperately. Full of sadness . . . guilt. He reaches his hand up, cupping my cheek. I immediately shiver from the warmth his palm radiates, my body trembling in his hold. His thumb gently wipes away a fallen tear, soft skin stroking mine.

"Déjame hacer lo correcto hermosa," Alex whispers, his breath tickling my lower lip. I close my eyes and shiver, holding tightly onto him in fear that my legs would buckle underneath me. All I can feel inside my heart is pain, pain that Justin caused me.

"You want to what? I don't fully understand," I whisper, unable to make sense of all of his words. His thumb continues to stroke my cheek, his touch sending shots of electricity pulsing through me. His arm tightens around me and I gasp as I feel my body press against his. He doesn't seem phased, his head dropping down to gain better access to my ear.

"It means — " Alex starts, his words coming out in a breathy hushed tone. I don't dare breathe as I wait for him to continue, my entire body covered in goosebumps.

"Let me make it right for you."