I Fell For The Devil

First dates never went well for me. Not even once. But right now, as I waited for a stranger I’d only known as ‘Sunny231’, I dared to hope.

The music in the club was loud, and so was my heart.

I was nervous, it was my first date in a while. And the funny thing was that the guy and I had not seen each other in person, but we have been talking to each other for four months now.

I didn’t know how he looked and he didn’t know how I looked.

Why? Because that was how the app that we met worked. I wanted it that way, that was why I picked that app specifically.

I was tired of going for looks or even for money. I wanted something real. Every relationship I had been in for the last few months failed, and I just…I was just so tired.

This one with this guy had me hopeful again, and I was genuinely excited, but I was scared that something was going to go wrong.

“Excuse me?” Someone tapped my shoulder, and I turned and immediately recognized who it was. “Jules, you look…you look so grown now.” She laughed, flipping her blonde hair.

Was that supposed to be a compliment? Because based on her tone or the way she looked at me when she said that, that was probably not meant to be.

“Lisa,” I replied, forcing a smile. I didn’t like her, not at all. She used to be one of the popular girls in high school and they all used to treat me and my friends like we were trash or dirtbags.

The only reason she even knew my name was because she dated my cousin who used to stay with us back then. So yeah, she eventually learned my name because she was a wh*re and always came back to our house to sleep with the guy.

“Why are you here? Are you waiting for someone?” She sat next to me, her short dress showing off her perfect body; the one that I have always envied.

Back in High School, Lisa once made a bet with her friends about how many days it would take to make me cry if they bullied me.

And um…I lost on day three.

Anyway, back to reality. I ran my hand through my brown hair. “Uh…yeah. He’s not here…yet.”

“Ouuu…he?” She wiggled her brows. Was she drunk? She has never talked with me for this long before. “Is he hot?” She took a long sip of her drink that was almost finished. “Please tell me he’s at least hot!!”

I stared at her, she wasn’t my friend, why was she acting like it? I was annoyed at the fact that she was trying to be all nice, and I felt like I needed to tell her that.

“Look, Lisa…I’m not going to do this with you. I can’t sit and pretend like you’re my friend. You used to treat me like I was invisible, and that was the nicest you have treated me. So no, let’s not do this. I don’t want to do this with you.” I stood up and took my drink, starting to walk away until I bumped into someone.

It was a guy, and he quickly apologized, “Oh, sh*t, I’m so sorry. Are you okay?”

I was ready to take my annoyance on him but then was taken aback by how good looking he was. He was dressed casual but looked really decent. “No…it’s fine.” I flashed him a small polite smile, drawn into his ocean blue eyes.

He smiled warmly, his appearance getting even better, if that was possible. “I’m um…I’m looking for someone, we’re supposed to meet up at the bar. You’re coming from there, right? Can you help me find her?”

I actually didn’t want to do that, I just wanted to walk away and sit at a table in the corner and drink until my date showed up or not.

But there was something about this guy that I just…he had captured my attention fully. And I felt like he could ask me to do anything right now and I would do it.

Pretty privilege, I guess.

“Do you know her name?” My annoyance had faded at this point.

“Not really,” he chuckled the words out. “We met on a dating app. So I only know her user name.” He shrugged.

My heart skipped a beat and I scoffed in disbelief. “Are you Sunny231?” I took the guess.

His eyes widened. “No, sh*t, you’re Moon000?” He chuckled in disbelief.

What the actual f*ck? At one point, I had thought I had been catfished and the person who was going to show up was either going to be younger than eighteen or some weirdo.

But not this guy who looked like he belonged on Love Island!

I nodded, laughing freely as I went in for a hug, my nerves still crazy. But the only difference was that this time it wasn’t because I was nervous about being let down, but because the guy who I have been talking to for four months looked like prime Brad Pitt!

He hugged me back and then after a few seconds, he pulled away. I glanced back at Lisa who didn’t look happy at all. But for some reason, I felt like I was on the top of the world.

I looked back at him, my smile still glued to my face. “So what’s next?”

“Well, this might seem a little too fast, but can I take you home?” He wiggled his brows comically. I think he saw my smile drop a bit because he quickly added, “Only because I don’t really like the club scene. I only came here because of you.” He smiled shyly.

I swallowed hard. This might have been one of the craziest things I have done, but I think you already know what I said in response.

And my response was going to change my life forever.