Northern Lights

Chapter 2:Utopia Wasn't A Drink

Me and Avery got to the club before the boys did, which was good due to it allowing time for me to calm my nerves. We decided a few drinks wouldn't hurt. Before I could realize it was only an hour of us being at the bar I was intoxicated. I could feel the music and everything felt perfect. Me and Avery danced like nobody was watching as we continued to drink. "Ping" I hear my found go off. When I look at the screen I see it's a snapchat from the producer. I opened his message and it said "that dress looks so good on you, but it would be better off." I roll my eyes to myself. Of course he can't just give me a compliment like a normal guy, he makes me feel like I'm not even a person. As I go to reply I feel myself stumble into someone's arm and I see Avery following me into their embrace. "Hey guys! Y'all drinking without us?" I hear Mahdi's voice as I realize he is the one hugging us. I turned off my phone without replying to the producer and I see Rome is standing behind us, in a white shirt and Adidas black pants. Rome walks up to me and Avery and hugs us before he rushes to go grab us all shots. We down the shots like it's water, and I know I will end up leaving this club stumbling. One shot, two shot, three shot, I lost count of all the shots we took together. Rome was nowhere to be found, or I was too drunk to see him. Mahdi and Allie were dancing a few feet from me. I didn't want to intrude so I just stood there. I decided I would answer the producer back, so I sent him a picture of me holding my drink and I said "Thanks luv!" I slide my phone back into my purse and tell myself to not bother entertaining him tonight. I felt a hand wrap around my waist and when I looked to see who it belonged to, my heart fell from my chest. It was Rome. Before I realized what I was doing I wrapped my arms around his neck. He pulled me in close to him with a smile that made me gasp for air. I knew the alcohol was either giving me courage or was the reason for the hallucinations. "You look beautiful." he said and my heart never knew how bad it needed to hear those words. It's sad to admit I've never been called beautiful without a sexual motive from any guy in my life. It was good to hear for once. "You look very nice yourself!" I say with a smile as he pulls me closer to him. His cologne began to fill my nose again and the scent silenced my anxiety.

The rest of the night we were silent, but we didn't let go of each other. I didn't even want to think about letting him go. The way his body moved with mine as we danced was a high I never wanted to forget. His hand wrapped around me as if I was his and he let me hold him like he was mine. I felt guilty for a moment, knowing their is another guy waiting for me to get home. But the producer never came see me in person anymore, everything was thru text or snapchat. He lived an hour from me, but even when he was in town he made excuses why he couldn't see me. Before I could feel to guilty I see Mahdi head out way with slight panic. "Hey Rome and Miley we need to go, Avery is throwing up she is so drunk. I'll drive y'all home, Avery told me y'all ubered." Mahdi says as he rushes us out the door. Mahdi puts Avery in the passenger seat of his car. Me and Rome hurry to sit in the back seat next to each other. Mahdi begins to drive away and I look at Rome to admire how perfect he looks once more. The song "It's Friday Then Saturday Sunday", by Dubski began to play in the vehicle. Somehow the song was fitting or I was completely waisted and any song would of appeared to fit the scene. Our eyes locked on each other and before I could break the stare, his cold lips pressed into mine. His lips tasted of vanilla with a hint of vodka. The taste was addicting in itself. Our lips found rhythm within each other and I could feel his arm wrap around me to pull me closer. I couldn't believe what was happening. Out of all the guys I've kissed, which is a few sadly, I've never felt such passion and chemistry.  I wanted this moment to last forever, but I knew it wouldn't since I lived only 10 minutes from the club. I knew I would have to enjoy every second of this. I climb onto his lap to bring my body closer to his before my lips are thrown off of his as my face hits into the car window. My nose is throbbing as I hear Mahdi laugh. He swerved the car too roughly and caused me to hit the window. I guess this is a good reason to buckle up. Rome quickly reclaims my lips as if nothing had happened. I was too caught up in Rome to begin to get mad at Mahdi, but although I couldn't be mad I couldn't deny the pain throbbing into my nose.