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"I'm coming!" You shouted. Your voice bounced off the walls of your bathroom while you finished applying the last of your makeup look.

There was another bang on the door, nearly causing you to poke yourself in the eye with your mascara, "Hurry up (y/n), the Uber is here!" Your best friend Padmè's loud muffled voice slipped through the cracks of the door.

You groaned in annoyance at her impatience and applied your makeup even quicker.

Finally, once you were satisfied and before Padmè could interrupt you again; you threw your makeup into your bag and grabbed it before exiting the bathroom.

She smirked upon seeing you. She eyed you up and down, taking in the red cocktail dress that complimented your body type perfectly, "You look so hot (y/n). If I wasn't already married, I'd marry you," She hyped you up with an excited smile. She has always been your number one fan, and you hers; ever since you both were four years old, "Daniel is going to regret ever leaving you for that trashy bitch."

Your eyes widened and a familiar knot tightened in your stomach at the mention of your ex. The same ex that left you barely two weeks ago for another woman. You still weren't over it and the idea of seeing him so soon was close to torture.

"He's going to be at the club?" You asked in a panicked voice. Your anxiety rose significantly and you were already thinking about how comfortable your couch looks.

Padmé sighed sympathetically with a single nod, "Satine is there and she just texted me a few minutes ago letting me know that she saw him there with-" She paused to try and save you some heartache, but it was too late, you already knew he was with her.

"Screw this," You tossed your makeup bag onto your bed and spun around to face the closet, "I'm staying home." You stubbornly told her, already imagining which onesie you're going to wear while you binged a Netflix show. Cheetah print, it was the softest and most comforting to you.

But Padme didn't allow you to get far, she quickly gripped your arm and turned you back around, "Absolutely not," She spoke sternly, shattering your daydream of solace, "You are not staying home to watch your sappy love shows all night. It's your birthday and we're celebrating the life of my favorite person in the world."

You wanted to fight against her demand, but you knew there was a very low chance of you winning. She's more stubborn than you and would drag you out by your hair if she had to. Padmé always wanted the best for you and she knew that if she allowed you to stay, all you'll do is wallow in heartache. She didn't want that for you, she was begging to see you smile again. Tough love was her only way to accomplish that.

You sighed in defeat just as she released your arm, "Can we at least go to a different club?" You asked, grabbing your purse and placing the thin black strap over your shoulder.

Your best friend shook her head, "We've been going to that club since we both turned twenty-one. It's our place, our tradition, and we're not gonna let some womanizing sleaze ruin that for us." She grabbed your wrist gently and pulled you towards the door, you reluctantly allowed her, "Trust me (y/n), I have a feeling that this will be a birthday to remember."

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You had to admit, despite your current broken heart, you were having the time of your life. You were already well past tipsy and have yet to empty your pockets to buy a single drink. Padme and Satine were dragging you around the bar, announcing that it's your twenty-fifth birthday to everyone you encounter - thus resulting in free drinks.

You giggled as you placed your hand on the bar for support, you already forgot about Daniel and  solely focused on having a good time with your friends. You allowed Daniel to ruin at least three of your birthdays, so you vowed not to let him ruin this one too.

"Okay," Padme stood in front of you and brought her blue alcoholic drink to her lips, "The guy behind you at the end of the bar has been eyeing you since we got here," She nudged your shoulder with a wiggle to her brows, "You should go talk to him."

You slightly turned your head to see who she was talking about, the corner of your gaze landed on a handsome man with brunette hair and hazel eyes. He noticed that you caught him looking and he smirked while taking an awkward drunk of whatever beverage was in his glass.

You looked away, then shook your head. He wasn't the first man you've caught staring tonight, and he won't be the last, "I didn't come here to find my next boyfriend Padme." You grabbed the shot that was just placed in front of you by the bartender and swallowed it without giving much of a reaction.

She rolled her eyes, taking a shot of her own, "I never said you had to boyfriend him up, you can just-" She raised her brows, trying to indicate something, "Have some fun." She finished with a devious smile.

Now it was your turn to roll your eyes, "You know hooking up is not my thing." You reminded her.

She was always very experimental as you two grew up together while you were the complete opposite. She loved to party, you loved staying home and reading. She loved drinking alcohol, you preferred drinking either tea or iced coffee. You can binge a Netflix show for hours, while she'll fall asleep within the first five minutes from sheer boredom.

You were two complete opposites, but still blended together better than berries and cream.

"I know," She sighed, "I just really want you to have fun tonight." She placed her hand gently on your arm and rubbed her thumb along your skin comfortingly.

"I am," You assured her as you set the empty shot glass back onto the painted glass bar, "Get us some more, and I'll be back, I have to go to the bathroom." You spun around to head towards the very bathroom you've used a dozen times. You two have been coming to this place for years and know it better than the back of your hand - including all the secret spots where her and you would go to if you needed to hide from a creep for a few minutes.

"Did you want me to come with you?" She asked over the music that muffled her voice more the further away she got.

You turned around and walked backwards as you shook your head, "I'll be back in two minutes." You held up two fingers like a peace sign and spun back around to walk away.

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"You can do this," You whispered to your own reflection in the bathroom mirror. You knew you probably looked insane right now, but sometimes you like to give yourself little pep talks.

The greatest person to believe in you is yourself.

You took a deep breath and admired your makeup along with your red dress. You felt beautiful and confident, at least, until someone walked into the room and shattered your self-image quicker than you built it.

Carla smiled when she saw you leaning against the sink, looking like you were in the middle of a breakdown, "Wow, don't you look-" She eyed you up and down with an amused smile as she slowly walked towards the sink next to you and pulled out her lipstick, "Like you tried too hard," She finished with a chuckle, beginning to darken her plumb colored lips, "It's no wonder Daniel chose me instead of, he truly upgraded." She rubbed it in your face just as she has been these past few weeks. Every chance she got she posted him and her all over social media, and certain captions were immature comments that subtly took a hit at you.

Like stealing him wasn't enough, she had to make you feel like you were lesser than her in the process.

You didn't want to give her the satisfaction of a reaction out of you, so you simply pushed yourself off of the sink and turned around to leave. Her presence was also bringing back the pain you've spent all night pushing away.

"Oh and sweetie I thought you should know," She spoke again, causing you to pause without turning around, "I'm pregnant." She blurred out and you could hear the smirk in her voice.

This news shattered you and crumbled down all of your progress, "Congratulations." You mumbled in a heartbroken whisper before quickly leaving the restroom. Not giving her time to give you any more news that would devastate you.

But leaving didn't exactly help since you bumped right into your ex-boyfriend. His eyes widened when he saw you, as did yours, "(y/n) I- if I knew you'd be here I never would've-"

You didn't give him a chance to finish his lie of an apology; instead, you ran away from him and into the crowd of people. You wiggled through the sweaty bodies on the dance floor, desperately trying to make your way to the exit with tears in your eyes.

Only for you to trip and fall flat onto the floor. Feet were moving quickly all around you as they continued to dance to the loud music, nearly stepping on you. It didn't take long for your claustrophobia to kick in and you almost fell into a full blown panic attack. You attempted to get up, only for someone to knock into you so you'd fall to the floor once again.

But thankfully, you felt a pair of hands grab onto your shoulder and pull you up from the floor, "Hey, are you okay?" The soft masculine voice asked close to your ear, and although you were grateful for his help, your main thought was to get out of this crowd and fast.

So you yelled a 'thank you' and rushed away from the stranger, being more careful this time so you wouldn't trip over anyones shoes. Then finally, you made it out of the field of bodies and close to the exit of the club.

You planned to call Padme from outside to let her know what happened and that you want led to go home. But before you had the chance to do that, a hand gently pulled on your shoulder to turn you around.

You did so with an annoyed groan, ready to chew out whoever touched you. But you froze when your eyes locked with an icy blue gaze.

All air left your lungs, all thoughts left your mind, and the beats from your heart slowed to a momentary stop.

You felt like you were having a moment in a movie, where the background around this person blurred out, and the lights dimmed while the music intensified.

You were experiencing something many would kill for, and you had no idea that what you were experiencing was love at first sight.

The handsome man smiled as his blonde curls dangled in front of his eyes, "Hello," His voice was smooth and it danced around your ears like music, "I happen to be the one who saved your life back there and I just wanted to make sure everything was okay."

You opened your mouth to speak, but no words would come out - you were speechless. All you could do was look him over; taking in his dark clothing, his pink plump lips, his red cheeks, and his intoxicating scent that reminded you of Christmas morning.

He lowered his head down slight and raised his brows, "Are you okay?"He asked with a head tilt when he didn't get a response; his eyes slowly scanned your body and he took in your beauty. He noticed it when you first arrived, he noticed you and hasn't been able to take his eyes off of you since.

Finally, you nodded and swallowed thickly, "Uh yes, I'm fine, perfectly fine." You awkwardly laughed, rubbing your elbow, "Just clumsy."

His smile slowly grew, "Well you seemed to be in a hurry. Am I keeping you from something important?" He asked curiously.

Your mind drew a blank, you couldn't remember why you were running anymore. It was like the moment your eyes locked with his, nothing else in the world mattered, "No, I...just wanted to get some fresh air before going home." You spoke the first thing on your mind that wouldn't make you sound crazy.

He hummed with a mod as he stepped closer to you, "Well would it be selfish of me to ask you to stay for a little longer?" He questioned smoothly, "I have a bet with a buddy that I can dance with the most beautiful girl in the room tonight, so I was really hoping you would dance with me." He raised his hand and held it out to you.

Your cheeks burned red as a smile spread across your lips, "I am definitely not the most beautiful girl here." You chuckled with a slight head shake.

"Most stunning is more accurate," He flirted with a wink, "So what do you say sweetheart? Dance with me?" He nudged his hand a little closer to you, praying you would say yes.

You weren't the only one who experienced the effects of love at first sight, his just happened to take place a lot earlier than yours because he saw you first.

You didn't hesitate anymore and placed your hand in his. He closed his hand around yours and pulled you to the dance floor, "So, care to tell me your name, or shall I just keep calling you sweetheart?"

As you danced and as you spoke, your eyes never left his. It was as if you two held a trance on each other, no one else was in the room anymore except for the two of you, "(y/n), but sweetheart works too," You smiled warmly and it caused his heart slip a beat. What you two were experiencing was beyond rare, but not impossible, "And yours?" You asked.

The song wasn't as slow as you two would have liked, but you made it work. Even gaining envious glances from people around the bar; many thinking you two were a couple who have been in love for years. That's the kind of looks you were giving each other, they were enough to fool everyone.

"Anakin." He answered with a smile that highlighted a small dimple,  "Anakin Skywalker."

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Not sure how I feel about this one, but I wanted to write something cute and love at first sight is my favorite trope in the universe.
Part 2??
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