It was no secret that Clapton had a thing for hot girls, nor was it surprising when he took a liking to you.

He hadn’t noticed you at school before and he regrets never speaking to you or seeing you until now, at the most crowded party in town.

You wore fishnets on your legs which he found to be so enticing that he just had to talk to you.

It took a bit but eventually he was able to grab your attention when you went outside to look for your friends.

“Hey cutie,” he starts with his usual confident smirk. “What’s a girl like you doing all alone here?”

He was looking you up and down, not even bothering to hide that he was checking you out.

He had no shame, clearly.