CHAPTER 3

Mitchelle's POV

Dan Mario's club was loud the moment we walked in. I see the gaze the bouncer gave me, his eyes trailing towards my cleavage. Fear washed over me as I felt goosebumps on my skin.

"Do you have a ticket?" He asked, never peeling his eyes away from me.

"Ugh... Yes, we do," I answered, showing him the ticket.

"Enjoy your night Miss. You can call me if you need assistance in removing that dress from your body," he said with a wink.

"That won't be happening," Chole said, pushing us inside the club.

The party is booming with loud music and crowded with a lot of people on the dance floor. Chole and I had to squeeze uncomfortably between people to get across.

"I'm sorry," I shout to a topless stripper who I almost pierced a hole out of his foot with my pointed heels. He didn't seem to mind as he continued his dance with a thick lady.

We finally sit down on two empty seats after searching tirelessly away from the rest of the crowd.

"Everyone is crazy out here," I scream to Chole over the loud music playing from the speaker.

"We are lucky to have secured a spot. Zayn Welms will be here any minute and I'm sure you don't want to miss it," Chole says with a smirk, a glass of champagne in her left hand.

I look around the hall. Everyone seems to be having a good time. I see a couple making out at the end of the hall before heading towards the stairs, laughing. "What is upstairs?" I manage to ask without getting nauseous at the sight. "Nothing much. Just a bunch of rooms for make out or sex." She says while taking a sip from her long glass.

Her phone blinks in her hands and she stares up at me, her chocolate-brown eyes filled with guilt and pity.

I immediately understand as I shake my head at her. "Chole, I'm coming with you. Do not leave me here alone please." I beg but she is already on her feet.

"I am sorry Mitch. Something urgent came up. I need to get this, but I'll be back in five. Don't leave this spot, okay? I mean it." She said stepping out of the party.

"Chole, wait please-," I called after her in a weak attempt to make her turn back but she was gone before I could call her back.

I looked dejectedly towards the stage and I hear screams from the front. I see a hooded figure making its way towards the stage from the back. Is that Zayn Welms? My celebrity crush?

I take a step forward towards the crowd as the screams go wider and louder. Definitely Zayn! He holds the microphone delicately in his hands and winks to his audience.

He sings the first tune from his popular song, "It is Us Against the World," and I scream along with the girls next to me.

I felt a tap on my back after the screams died down, and I turn my face towards a worried Chole. "I told you to stay right there. You got me so worried, Mitch," She says with an exhausting sigh.

"I'm sorry Chole. Zayn Welms was on stage, and I was caught up with the song and everything-," I started but she cut me short.

"That is fine. I think you need a drink to chill down. Here is a glass." She says nudging a half glass of vodka towards me.

I furrow my brows in confusion. "Chole, what is the first law of partying?"

"No alcohol," we say together and laugh.

"But for real girl, you got to be in the spirit. Mitch, you are not a child anymore. You got to do things someday. Just one glass won't kill you will it? You will thank me for it you know," She said with a pout.

"You are exhausting," I said with a smirk.

"And you are my pretty Cinderella best friend who hates parties."

"How did I know you again?" I asked with a laugh as she mocks an elbow on my shoulder. We share a toast and I take a long sip from the strong drink and coughed from the harshness on my tongue.

"Sorry babe. You will be fine," Chole said, putting down her drink and patting my shoulders. We stay like that for some time before my head wobbles.

I lifted my head and everything suddenly becomes a blur and a mess of images.

"Mitch! Are you alright?" Chole asked her voice suddenly sounding distant. I see the concerned look on her face as she helps me get up. The light suddenly becomes faint and everywhere seems to spin.

"Let's get out of here," she said, helping me towards the exit. I feel myself walking up the stairs and I'm happy we have gotten home.

"How did we get home so early without a taxi?" I asked Chole with a loud giggle. I bent down to remove the heels but I ended up hitting my head on the bed frame.

"For the love of God! Mitch, do not hurt yourself. And please, keep quiet. You will get to meet someone soon." She said.

"Who is that?" I asked while trying to get out of the dress.

"Woah, woah, woah... Easy girl. Shit, I have to take this." She said while fishing out her phone and leaving the room.

I lay down on the soft mattress and moaned in pleasure from the softness. I cover my naked body with the white duvet. My head feels heavy as I become drowsy.

I heard a turn on the door knob and see a man walk in. My eyesight is a mess as I struggle to see his features. Tall, curly hair-

"Lucas?" I whispered out, loud enough for him to hear me and walk towards me.

I felt his body on mine as I give into the darkness..