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Twenty Four

Melody's POV:

What I can imagine doing on a Sunday night is cuddling myself on my hotel bed with a good book.

But things were quite different.

Right now I couldn't even imagine myself inside a really big apartment filled with music, cheers, disco lights and a party atmosphere.

But here I was.

Taking a deep breath, I looked around.

I couldn't even imagine fitting myself here.

And don't get me started on the apartment. It was even huger than Julia's bungalow. Girls with short, fitting dresses. Boys with clinking wine glasses.

It was enough to bring the panicky feeling inside me if only Asher wouldn't have been here. He wouldn't leave me between such people.

"Hey Mel, meet Jay." Asher said introducing me to a guy just our age.

I looked at him, breaking myself from staring at people, and gave a polite smile as he shook my hand.

"He's my own personal drummer." Asher said with a smile.

He had black hair under the lights and a lean body. Just like most of the boys here, he was wearing jeans
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