Is it cheating or true love?

5 boys only 4 girls.

(Beau's POV)
I saw the girls drinking cocktails on the side of the dancefloor and I sent a wave over to them as I ventured to find Luke. Where the fuck was he? I traipsed through the crowds of people on the dancefloor, the heat radiating, my brow became moist with sweat. I spotted James raving as usual and shouted above the music.
"WHERE'S LUKE?!?!?" I clamped my hands over my ears as we departed from the dancefloor.
"I dunno, last time I saw him, he'd seen something and just left me!?" he explained, as confused as I was. We both scanned the dance floor and suddenly my eyes glimpsed a cute girl. She had long blonde straight hair and was wearing a red and black dress. I raised my eyebrows as I watched her work herself on the floor for a few seconds
"See anything?" James questioned.
"Nah" I answered, half unconcentrated.
Chelsey came bounding over, her deep brown eyes glinting in the party lights.
She planted a drunken kiss on my cheek, staining it red. I smiled and wrapped my arm around her.
"Beeaauuuupeep" she teased, cuddling into my chest.
"Chels, you seen Luke or Skip?" I bargained my luck that she would respond sensibly.
"Nope, he is probably fucking another bitch" she smirked and bite her lip mischieviously. I pushed her away from me.
"Why the fuck would you say that Chelsey?!" I angered. "He has Kiana" I continued, shocked.
James intervened "Well... Kiana and Luke kinda broke up... didn't you know?" he looked down and covered his face.
My mouth dropped open and I saw Chelsey raise her eyebrows unimpressed "Baaabee, Luke likes to fuck girls around" Chelsey continued to jeer at my brother.
I was so angry, I barged through the crowds, I needed to get out. I could hear the voices of Chelsey and James beckoning after me over the row of the nightclub. I stormed out of the club doors and fresh, cool, night air hit me. I smacked my fist against the wall outside. I slid down and sat on the pavement. I questioned what had gotten into my cute, innocent girlfriend. Suddenly, I heard the doors behind me open.

(Poppy's POV)
The heat of the night was claustrophobic and intense, I was having a great time! I don't know where Candice and Blair were but me and Alyssa were dancing against eachother to Ayo by Chris Brown and Tyga. I suddenly felt a little light headed and motioned to Alyssa that I'd be right back. I decided to grab a breath of fresh air and exited through the doors of the nightclub. The night was dark and cool and I liked the eeriness.
I heard a cough or splutter from the sidewalk and jumped out of my skin. I looked to see a young guy, around 20 or 21 sitting on the floor. My vision was slightly blurred from the alcohol but I frowned and could see it was someone I knew.
I froze as it clicked who it was. It was Beau Peter Brooks. I nearly stumbled over my own heels and had to grip the wall. He looked up at me and smiled. Did he recognize me? Would he know I was a fan? I hoped to god he wouldnt.
"Hey" he said and smiled at me. I smiled and just stood there. I probably looked like a douche.
"Hiiii" I responded as casually as I could. I bent over and dismantled my heels and held them in my hands. All i could think to say was
"So, what are you doing here?" I asked awkwardly. He shifted on the floor and began to stand up, wincing.
"Well-" his face grimaced in the gloom of the street light.
"What's wrong, are you in pain?" I asked curiously.
"Ahh nah its nothing" he peered at his own hand. I noticed there were a few grazes so i opened my clutch purse and pulled out a few bandaids.
He looked at me and smirked "Yes I carry bandaids, they're very important on a girls' night out" I chided and reached out for his hand. He looked into my eyes, his green eyes sparkling. He was hesitant til he finally reached out his hand.
I peeled the backing off, his hand in mine was more than i could take. I felt his pulse rise in his wrist. I gently placed the bandaid over his grazes. Our eyes met again. His arm clenched and I felt his other hand on my arm. I tingled inside and released my grip. We were still staring into eachother's eyes, the dark street around swallowing us.
We suddenly became ravenous and our faces clashed together, our lips plunged into eachother's and we became breathless. His gentle hands pushed me against the wall of the club and I felt those hands venture down my waist and explore generously. I bite my lip and whispered "Got a car?" as he continued to kiss and nibble my neck. He nodded. We broke and he held my hand, leading me to his car. This felt wrong... because of Chelsey.

(James' POV)
So basically, I was left by myself, I don't know where Jai was, probably went home. I sat down on a bar stool and slumped. The music droning on into the nightlife. It was around 1:00am and I was getting bored. As I stared down at the floor I saw a set of heels and toned legs stop by the bar. I looked up and i was stunned by a beautiful girl, she had deep brunette hair and we made eye contact. She looked at me again and smiled nervously. Did she know who I was?
"Can I buy you a drink miss?" I asked cheekily, she smirked.
"Pina colada please" She winked at me and faced me.
I ordered her the funky cocktail and we talked for a bit. Her voice was cute yet she was mature. I placed my hand on hers and she gripped my fingers. She giggled and began to drag me onto the dancefloor.
She waved her hands in the air and threw her head back, her hair flying about. I placed my hands tenderly on her waist and pulled her closer to me. We shared body heat.
Alyssa. I had to remember that name. It was beautiful, just like the girl that owned the name. I raved to the endless music of the night.
I took her outside and ordered an Uber driver. Her fingers intertwined between mine and she snuggled close to my arm. I smiled.
As we got into the sleek black Mercedes Benz. I wrapped my arm around her.
"Do you know who The Janoskians are?" I asked her cautiously. Hoping I didn't sound stupid.
"Of course I do" she said matter of factly. Her eyes flickered to look at mine.
I froze, was she a psycho fan?
"So who's your favourite?" I chirped cheekily. She was on her phone, texting someone called Poppy.
"Oh... just this one called James Yammouni" she responded, the biggest smile spread across her face as her head rested on my chest.
"Oh well that's lucky then isn't it" I flirted and kissed her forehead.
There was a moment of silence before she sat up and looked at me. Before i knew it, she kissed me like i'd never been kissed before.
Her fingers gripped my hair, and my hands slid down her back and cupped her lower back. I felt her soft lips explore my neck and her nails teased the back of my neck.
I slipped my tongue into her mouth, our passion and excitement melting into eachother.
As we arrived back at the house, Beau and a girl was making out in his car. It hadn't clicked to me that it wasn't Chelsey. I dragged Alyssa to the house door and fumbled with her up the stairs. My room was dark and this made it more fun. My heart was racing as Alyssa began undressing for me. The dark moved around us, heat escaping in our breaths.

(Jai's POV)
I had came home early from the party and I sat in my room. I switched on the tv to see what the 12 o'clock news was. I decided to do a follow spree and tweeted out "RT for a follow 😘" .
Thousands had already retweeted and I was being spammed. It was about 2am and I was still awake when I heard the door open and giggles and stumbling happening downstairs. I slide out of bed and wondered who was making the racket. Then i heard James' voice and a girl's. I was surprised but smiled and shut my room door. I wondered where Skip, Luke and Beau were. I decided to get some sleep and switched the tv off. I plugged my phone into charge and tweeted "Goodnight sweeties❤️".
Everyone seemed to have somebody tonight except me. I didn't mind because I was a free man. I drifted off to the muffled noises of music in the streets of LA city and racer cars.