Sparkles In Your Eyes

I Think It's About Time We Need A Good RocknRolla Fic So Here Is Chapter One, I Don't Own The Movie Or Any Of The Characters, Only My OC One. Enjoy!

"Come ON Rose, the taxi will be here in any minute!" Screamed my best friend Lucy for the hundreth time.

I puffed out a long sigh, I was so not in the mood for partying or dancing tonight. All I wanted to do is curl up with a nice cup of coffee and catch up with Tru Blood.

But no, Lucy bugs me again and again that it would be good for the both of us to shake our hips like Beyonce and flirt with the boys at this new club that had just opened.

My rejections went to deaf ears to her, she had already booked a ride two hours before and was halfway through getting ready. It complety stuns me how she does it.

Adding the finishing touches of my lipstick, I pout my lips at my reflection then got up to grab my purse that lay on my bed and left my bedroom.

"Wow, you look amazing girl!" Lucy cried, clapping her hands. I smile at her, in fact she was right. With a sparkly purple dress and my hair loose, I really made a effort.

Not that I'm arrgoant or love myself but it makes me feel good that I'm comfortatable in my own skin. Lucy looks amazing too with her little black dress and her blonde hair up in a tight ponytail.

A horn came meaning that the taxi had arrived so we stepped outside to a warm and quiet Saturday night in London and were on our way in a matter of seconds getting in the vehicle.

Arriving twenty minutes later with a few traffic problems, I paid the driver with a added tip and went to join Lucy who stood in the queue.

"I hope this place will be better than last week, too many dick-heads and lack of cocktails make me very sad." She said, pulling a face that made me giggle.

The rather large bodyguard checked our id which he agreed to that he unhooked the red chain and let us in.

I could hear and feel the booming music vibrating the walls, Lucy was squealing and skipping towards the double doors that stood before us.

Pushing them, we gasped of how massive and quite packed the club was. Women and men dancers were in a glass cublicle, grabbing everyone's attention with their moves.

"Wow this place rocks!" Lucy shouted to me. I nodded in agreement, it did look pretty cool.

We headed down the staircase and went straight towards the bar where she ordered a cocktail for herself and a Diet Coke for me as I don't drink.

I found empty seats just a few meters from the dance floor, they were comfortable yet made a embrassing noise once you move on it.

Some men were eyeing up Lucy as she came to me holding the glasses very carefully, luckily she didn't notice them and sat next to me.

We sipped our drinks in silence while watching everyone boogie and listening to the up to date music blaring out of the speakers.

I turned to face my friend only that she was eye-flirting with one of the guys that was doing the same to her, not bad looking but not my type.

"He's so mine." She whispered, getting up and walking towards him leaving me alone. I sighed once more, Lucy had more luck finding men than me.

The last relationship I had was three years ago with a guy that was a cruel jerk, he broke my heart several times until I found the coruage to leave him.

Since then, I had been single and was hating it. They say it's the best thing, live your life and not to worry about finding Mr Right until you're ready.

Try telling that to a twenty-eight year old woman who had a depressing past and a very bleak future with my job in retail in trouble and hardly any friends apart from Lucy.

My parents died when I was fifteen due to a horrific car acident on the M25, they were coming home from a wonderful holiday until a drunk driver crashed into them.

He was arrested, denying the murder at court and got off with a slap on the wrist. Never had so much anger and hatred boiled in me when he walked away with a Chesire grin across his face.

But fate had a funny way of playing, he was killed by a single shot in the chest when a bank robbery went wrong one September morning. Seeing it on the news that day was shocking yet bittersweet.

May that evil bastard rot in hell.

Shaking my tortured memories aside, I turned my head to the staircase for some strange reason to see a sight that made my heart stop for real.

There standing like a angel was the most handsome man I had seen for a long time, he went down those steps with elegance and poise that would put everyone else to shame.

Moving towards the bar like slow montion, I didn't notice that my jaw had dropped and looked like a fish. I was completly taken by this mysterious stranger.

But when he turned his head to where I was, my cheeks burned firey crimson yet I couldn't take my eyes off him.

To my horror and surprise, he left the bar to come towards me with each step making my body tremble.

The music changed to a slow and sedcutive tune I hadn't heard of but for now, I will remember every lyric and melody until my dying day.

Colourful lights flashed across his face, everyone of them were wonderful especially on him. How the hell am I supposed to look at them the same way again?

He stopped just a few meters from where I was sitting, I swallowed constanlty like trying to get rid of a lump at the back of my throat.

Rising his hand up, a smirk appeared on his lips. Hot damn, he wants to dance with me! Crap, crap, crap, crap, crap!

Author's Note: Part Two Coming Soon!