Nineteen

He should not have agreed on coming to the bar with James tonight. The stares of women on his direction all over the club is making him irritated. He does not feel tempted on being with any of those women, all he can think about is Natasha and the way she moves in bed. Of course, he still haven't experience spending a night with her and it is killing him. 

“So, do you want to come over to my place?” the girl who kept on pestering him asked.

He darted his look to the dance floor to find James but the room is too crowded that he couldn’t even get a glimpse of his shadow.

“Where the fuck did that guy went?” he asked himself.

“Come on, baby. I will make sure you will enjoy the rest of the night.”

He ignored her. The woman had been flirting with him since he arrived and he does not know why she can’t sense how uninterested he is towards her.

He drank from his glass and his eyes finally darted o