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"A fun for you means having sex and orgasm? Thats what you call fun life? So no, I'm not tired and yeah I'm fine with it. My V card is secure and I like it that way. Call me old fashioned or whatever, but I'm saving myself for the person who will be the only one tangling with my heart and soul, until then I'm alone and happy and freaking bright."Izzy felt the anger surging through her veins, kim had pressed the wrong buttons.

Izzy was tired of hearing those snaky remarks tarnishing her feelings. Her life and choices had nothing to do with Kim or any other person, was it that hard to understand?

"Me being single and Virgin has nothing to do with clubbing and alcohol. If I want to be single then let me be darling, I'm happy and that's what matters. My choices are mine, so just respect it, otherwise don't say anything, you talk shit anyway."Her chest was tossing up and down in a hectic rhythm in tension.

" I ruined your mood didnt I?"

" Yes dimwit you did."

"I'll pick you up in the evening, be ready." With that Kim hanged up the call before Izzy blessed her the more piece of her mind.

Elizabeth sighed, her palms went to rub her face as she unwantedly left her dearest bed. Kim had always advised her to go on dates, try dating websites, even she had tried to set her up with boys on blind dates but Izzy always ignored her suggestions. According to Izzy, dating someone was just a waste of time. What was the point of all of these when you don't feel the emotion, the love? What was the point to give your whole time and efforts when even your heart wouldn't thrum in satisfaction for that person?

Izzy never had been in a relationship and she had never experienced her first kiss yet, her lips were untouched and she was elusive--- though, she loved her freedom a little too much. Izzy was an independent girl with a decent job, she had control in her life and she didn't want a new person to enter her space and upside down her solace world.

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In the evening,

Izzy hummed, applying the blush on her cheeks, her brownish eyes quickly inspected her reflection on the mirror when she was done. The maroon satin dress draped around her little body, highlighting the dainty curves of her figure and tightening around her decent size of breasts. The subtle cleavage was visible and thick strap around her slender shoulder blades graced her stance.

"Pretty. Little. Bitch." Her look got completed when she pulled her hair into a high ponytail, letting it hang on her back as she tossed a kiss at her reflection.

Izzy was waiting for Kim to pick her up, Kim was being too adamant about going clubbing, it was so strange of her. Before leaving, Izzy gave her cat a bowl of filled with milk and food. Izzy's cat name was bubbles a gorgeous, adorable Fluffball whose face was divided by white fur on one side and light brown fur on the other side.

Bubbles was different and cute and Izzy loves different things.

"Enjoy your food bubbles."Izzy fondly whispered. Softly, with much care, she patted her cat's head. Izzy brows arched in amusement when she heard a 'meow' from the lazy bubbles.

The wheels of Izzy's brain twisted. What if in her language, bubbles had said thank you hooman or fuck off hooman. Izzy squinted at bubbles, watching her enjoying the food.

"Naahhh!" Izzy scoffed at her silly thinking, but little did she know, bubbles had told her to fuck off in her language. The kitty was Izzy's only family left, her parents died in a car accident and left her alone in this world, the pain of losing her loved ones still lurked within the abyss of her fragile heart.

Soon, Kim picked Izzy from her house. While the whole ride they were a bickering mess, insulting each other like usual. After 30 min drive, they were in a club, the neon light twirled across her body as if adamant to soak into her being.

"I shouldn't have agreed to come here."Izzy had a scowl melded in her gorgeous feature, her eyes narrowed into slits as she watched the wild wave of the crowd. Izzy noticed how folks, manly youngsters were engrossed in their dancing, eating each others faces and getting wasted as if the world was going to end soon amd they wouldn't be able to do any of these again.

"Izzy i will be right back okay?" Kim patted her shoulder, before Izzy could retort her she walked away.

The wiff of alcohol strikes her nostril, as she had an instant urge to throw up. Izzy bites onto her lip, feeling drunk gazes of men skimming her body, a heat formed in the back of her neck, it was an uncomfortable feeling. Before anyone could approach her, she thought it would be better if she settles herself in some lone counter to wait for Kim. The regret for accepting Kim's offer sickened her mood, it was a bad idea, she should have stayed in her home with bubbles.

"Hello there, pretty girl." A voice, deep and husky gained her attention as she craned her neck at her left side, finding a young man sitting right beside her. A glass nestled in his palm as he took a light sip from his liquor.

"Uh, yes?" Izzy's brows knitted as she cracked a nervous smile.

"Why are you so scared?" An amusing chuckle twirled down his pinkish lips as he placed his elbows on the counter and slightly leaned into her, his eyes drilling into her brownish ones, yet there was nothing sickly in his gaze, only cheekiness.

Izzy's cheeks heated as she looked away in instant shame for staring at him for a little too long. The male was alone, drunk and handsome, too beautiful to even withstand and the way his lips splayed a gummy smile, made her a ruddy mess right here and there. Izzy was never good at communicating with boys, her awkwardness always caught up with her at the wrong moment.

"Scared? Yes. What if you are a criminal?" Izzy joked, her eyes roamed over the males mighty structure. The gorgeous stranger was dressed in a black leather jacket and black ripped jeans that dashingly clung around his vital thighs, a dark red bandana wrapped around his forehead to intensify his charm"or a punk... "

" I'm not a criminal. "A smug expression shaping his face as he grinned at her, playfully wiggling his brows.

"Thats what all criminals say." Izzy rolled her eyes, a pout on her lips, she just wants to go home. The charming man laughed at her response, he was seriously enjoying her company.