AN: I couldn't wait to post just because of the gif and this chapter is one of my favs. things get real in the next one!
thanks for sticking with me xx
The insistent looks of the driver in the rearview mirror made me shift uncomfortably in the seat. On my left, Evie had either not noticed or simply ignored it, as she kept talking with Julian on my right about how big the new club was. I did care, but I was too focused on my phone to make any comment.
bass guy:
I'm going to a club too tonight,
maybe I'll see you there
me:
how would you even recognise me?
bass guy:
I know you're wearing a blue dress
I snorted, earning a confused glare from both people around me.
me:
I remember mentioning it during our
call, but maybe I changed my mind
we'll see ;)
The possibility of seeing him tonight made me nervous.
I lowered the brightness of the screen when I felt Julian's indiscreet gaze. He pretended to look away, but I knew he was being childish. He might have read the whole conversation by now, making me embarrassed at the thought.
He shifted forward to get a better look at Evie and raised his eyebrows, silently telling her something before resting his back on the seat. Before I could ask what was going on, she gasped–the sound she always made when she had something in mind. I was sure that whatever was about to come out of her mouth would be a bad thing.
"What if you invited him tonight?"
"What? With us?" I sputtered.
I didn't have to ask who she was talking about.
"You both seem pretty close, it could be nice to meet him before your date."
"It's not a da-"
Julian cut in and shifted forward again. "Hey, I was just informing you that she's talking to him right now, not that you should tell her to invite him."
"He's right," I commented.
"No," Evie declared with a firm voice. "You don't want him to come because you're jealous, but Ada doesn't want to because she's nervous."
"I'm not!" Julian argued. "I'm one hundred per cent happy that she has a boyfriend or whatever he is," he gestured with his hand vaguely, meaning I don't care about her life but I'm still her best friend.
"Uh, he's not," I muttered while both completely ignored that I was sitting between them.
It felt like a long car trip with my parents, or worse.
"We're here," the driver interrupted coldly, and I almost thanked him for that.
We left the cab and waited in the queue for the next twenty minutes. The warmth of the club embraced us as soon as we walked through the doors. The sudden change in temperature made me shiver, and I crossed my arms over my chest. I regretted not wearing a dress with long sleeves, but Evie had convinced me long enough that it fitted me perfectly. After several checks in the mirror, I'd found this slippery dress perfect too. Now, around all these people, I wondered if it wasn't too short.
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On The Other Side | Nick O'Malley
Fanfiction[Ada didn't care how she would sell the bass that she had ridiculously bought a few weeks before; she just wanted to get rid of it and forget about the situation. ...
