chapter two.

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As I see him disappear through the red curtains that separated the VIP from the rest of the club, my mind was completely hypnotized with the thought of him. How his enticing appearance slightly caught me off guard. He was captivating, that's for sure. But the way he stared that guy down, the way he sat, the way his jaw and brows were set firmly, it all made him seem so intimidating.

Even the way he dressed looked intimidating, like a casually dressed businessman. The kind of businessman that was the boss of everyone around him, who never flashed a smile because of how invested he was in his work. But something about that plastered itself on my brain.

I've never been the kind of girl to see a guy and have him on my mind the way I did Tom. Is that even his name? I think it is.

"Y/n!!" I suddenly year jada call my name which snaps me out of my daze and I look at her cluelessly.

"huh?"

She rolls her eyes and smiles , knowing exactly what I'm thinking about, "you need to stop letting him distract you honey, drink this".

Her hand reaches into the small black purse next to her, and after digging through it for a second, she pulls out a grey flask. I stare ahead at the drink as she holds it out in front of me with her freshly done black nails.

"Babe, you need to loosen up".

I look over to Jada, dressed in a tight black sequin two piece dress, batting her long eyelashes, her nude lips wrapped around the straw of my drink. I contemplate for a moment, knowing whatever is in there must be unpleasantly strong and I'm more of a lemonade and vodka girl myself. But then I thought, fuck it. I need to calm my nerves, I'm horrible when it comes to social situations and I can only see this getting worse without some liquid encouragement.

So I snatch the flask out of her hand and down a shots worth of whatever was in there. The bitter swig of liquid travels down my throat like chemicals, making my face grimace and I can't help but supress a breathy cough from deep in my chest. Jada laughs at my reaction, scrunching her nose and moving a strand of hair out of her face with her index finger.

"Feel better?" she asks, to which I promptly shake my head and desperately slide the flask across the small booth table we shared, wanting to get that vile drink away from me as soon as possible.

"You're such a light weight oh my god" she states with a snicker, I can't really disagree.

"I also have the bladder of a child, so do you mind watching my drink while I use the bathroom?" I ask while getting down from my stool and watching as she drinks the rest of what was in my glass.

With a roll of my eyes, I shake my head and sigh.

"Never mind"

As I'm about to leave she grabs my hand and tugs on it slightly, pulling me back towards her.

"Make sure you walk to the bathroom like you own the place, I'm sure you'll have all these men drooling over how hot you look" she exclaims with an encouraging smile, stretching out my tight silk dress and moving my hair off my shoulders. Going to clubs and dressing 'slutty' as some would say, was never my cup of tea, but Jada convinced me to reach out my comfort zone just this once.

"I don't know..." I tilt my head down as she grabs my hands comfortingly.

"Yes. Don't doubt yourself y/n, alright?" she lifts my chin with her index finger, giving me dough eyes. I flicker between both her eyes before nodding slowly and kissing her cheek.

"You're the best, I love you" I say, which makes  her smile proudly and shrug her shoulders.

"What can I say? I know you too well"

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