Clubbing

Play list for this Chapter: If I Lose Myself by Alesso, OneRepublic.

I sighed loudly, and jumped on Cole's bed.

"You done with everything?" He asked me, looking up from his phone.

"Yup. Submitted everything." I told him and faced him.

"Saw you talking to the hot dude. What did he say?" He asked me, still looking at his phone.

"He asked me my name.." I trailed off, remembering how close he was standing behind me and how my name rolled off his tongue.

"And you told him?" Cole asked me, looking at me with an unreadable expression.

"Well, yeah. He told me his name too." I pointed towards Cole who nodded.

"What was his name?" Abby came and sat on the free chair in Cole's bedroom and looked at me expectantly.

"Nicholas." I repeated his name and liked how it felt to say it.

Both Cole and Abigail repeated his name at the same time then looked at me for more information.

"What? That's all I asked him.. He looked like he was someone important though.. He had one of those black and gold cards, he used it to pay for his coffee... I've seen many VIP's have them..." I told them and they both started thinking.

"Did you catch his last name?" Cole asked me and I shook my head.

"Don't you know him? You usually know every important person there is." I looked at Abby who just shrugged.

"Nope. I might've heard of him but nothing I remember. Oh, and before I forget, I booked a booth for us at the club tomorrow okay?" She told us and both Cole and my head snapped towards hers.

"How did you manage to book anything at all?" Cole asked her and she gave us a wicked smile.

"I have my ways." She grinned.

The next day, I came out with Abby from our psychology class and saw Cole already leaning against the hood of his blue car.

"Hurry up ladies!" He called to us, waving his hands frantically and then running over to us, taking our bags and tossing them into the trunk. "What took you guys so long?"

"Sorry Cole, Professor Roland made us wait extra because he couldn't remember what assignment he was supposed to give us." Abby told him and he nodded in understanding, sitting in the car and we followed suit. We were out of the college's parking lot and on our way home, singing on the top of our lungs to our favorite songs.

Before the clock struck 7, Abby was already rushing here and there, getting ready to go to the club. I was lying on the couch in the living room with my legs in Cole's lap, reading a book while Cole watched television.

"You guys!" Abby came and put her hands on her hips, snatching the book from my hands and turning of the television. "We're going to be late! Get your asses in the shower. Now!" We both snickered at her before she shot us a glare and we both scrambled off the couch, running to our resepective rooms to get ready.

"You guys have less than 20 minutes to be standing at the front door!" I heard Abby call out as soon as I came out of the shower, and walked towards my closet. I put my hand on my hip, examining my clothes.

"Wear the new dress we bought. You looked so sexy in it." Abby walked from behind and took out a provocative black dress from my closet and threw it on the bed.

"Abby it's too revealing!" I whined and she clicked her tongue.

"That's the whole purpose, to mingle! Now shoo, hurry along!" She closed my bedroom door and I groaned in frustration before slipping on the dress and looking at myself in the mirror.

"What the-... this wasn't so revealing before.. Right?" I whispered to myself, practically gawking at myself in my full length mirror.

I heard a whistle and saw Cole standing in the doorway wearing a blue dress shirt and black pants.

"Daaaaamn Dove, you tryna kill all the men there?" He looked at me with a big grin and I scowled.

"Why does this seem more revealing and shorter than before?" I looked back at my reflection.

"No idea, but you better hurry because we are getting late and Abby is waiting outside." He told me and left, closing my door and I quickly opened the messy bun on top of my head and finger combed through my hair, which was a mixture of platinum and ash blonde. I dyed it after my break up because I felt like I needed to change something about myself desperately.

Quickly smearing a little lip gloss and taking hold of my purse and phone, I put on my heels and walked out of my room.

"See, I told you you'd look nice." Abby commented when we parked in front of the club.

"Yeah right." I looked over at the line while Abby handed out us our passes to enter.

"Here. We won't have to wait in line now. We're VIP's too." She squealed and both Cole and I covered our ears.

"Okay, come on.." Cole grabbed both our hands so we wouldn't get separated and we walked to the front of the line. I could see the men staring at me but I ignored them. Some even whistled.

"Just ignore them." Cole whispered to me and I nodded, and we showed the bouncer our passes who let us in.

Music blared through the speakers and neon lights flashed. People were dancing on the dance floor and the bar was filled with people.

"Come one, this way!" Abigail shouted so we could hear her and she dragged us to what I assumed was the VIP section as we walked up the stairs, and settled onto the empty booth there was.

I looked around a bit and a waiter came to us.

"Good evening Ms. Hill. May I take your orders?" He asked us and Abigail gave him our orders. She knew what we liked. He went a returned a while later with our drinks, and I could feel his gaze lingering longer on me.

I sipped my drink, letting its sweetness take over my taste buds.

"This is really good." I pointed to my drink.

"Yeah the drinks are good. Did you order anything to eat?" Cole asked Abby as she was sipping her drink.

"Yeah I did. I told you this place was legit." She winked at us and we drank our drinks, chatting happily. After we had a few drinks Abby suddenly got up.

"Come on Dove, let's dance!" She shouted over the music and I smiled, getting up and followed her to the dance floor.

"Be careful!" Cole called out to us and we reassured him we were fine.

Both of us danced to the beat and lost ourselves in the music, moving our hips to the rhythm and laughing at each other.

"I need to use the bathroom! I'll be right back okay?" I told her and she nodded, already being pulled away by some stranger and dancing with him. I laughed at her and made my way to the bathroom.

I washed my hands and ran my fingers through my hair, refreshing my gloss and stepping out into the array. I walked with my head low, trying my best not to bump into anyone, but as if on cue, I bumped into someone's back, who turned around and I looked up to apologize, my breath catching in my throat.

"You."