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Willow just wanted to park in the driveway of our friend Trevors house when I got a what's app message from him.
Trev: Hi, beautiful. I wasn't able to get off the toilet for hours. I'm really sorry but I think I can't make it to join you guys tonight. But have a great evening and think about me when you make it to the shots ;)
You: Oh god, I'm so sorry, T. Get well soon. Hope I'll see you on monday then.
Trev: ❤️
Trevor admitted his crush on me a few weeks ago. But we've been friends for so long so I can't ruin this by trying a relationship with him just out of sympathy.
And I don't even want a relationship. Not just because he's not my type at all. Just because.
I showed the message to Willow and she gave me a small nod before driving out of the driveway. Soft music is surrounding us in the car.
"You look amazing, girlie." Willow tells me as she looks over to me. "Tell her. She almost said no to going out tonight." Eliana told her from behind. Willow looked just as shocked as Eliana did when I told her I wouldn't go.
"Oh no. That wouldn't have worked, babe. We going to get you a hook up tonight." She sounded so confident about it. "I don't think so."
"Uh yes, you do think so. When was the last time you've had sex?" Eliana asks me. "Like two months ago?"
Liar. Fucking liar, Gianna.
"Two years." I finally admit. "Okay so you and Willow both need a hookup tonight then." She says. Eliana kind of has a thing with uncle Emilio's son, Oliver.
Emilio isn't blood related with us. Just a really good friend of our parents. Knowing for myself that I won't sleep with anyone tonight I let it go and make myself comfortable in the car, looking up into the cold october night.
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We finally arrived in front of the club. I told them that the only wish I had was going to a club I wasn't in before. And this one looked really interesting...
Music playing from inside and no security outside. That's good, actually. Both of them guided me into the building and thank god, there weren't any people we knew.
Eliana sprinted towards the bar, waiting for us to take a seat next to her as she already ordered three malibu drinks. "To the best sister I could ever imagine. I love you, Gigi."
We all say cheers as the glasses cling together and we take our first sip.
Eliana waved over to the bartender and ordered thre Tequila shots. "Excuse me? Could I have the whole bottle for a second?" I asked the bartender which gave me a confused look but then did as I asked. I looked at the back of the bottle and checked the amount of calories a shot would have.
That's okay. Just one or two. Not more.
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It's been some time since we arrived. Actually, it's midnight. I totally forgot about my limit but I drank in good measurements. I'm not drunk.
We're on the dance floor right now where again, both of them dragged me onto. "Hey." Eliana interrupted the dance Willow and I just did and whispers into my ear.
"That guy. Dark hair, beard, extremely handsome. Sitting on the last stool on the left." I look to the left of the bar where I saw the man. He really was handsome. Very handsome in fact.
"What about him?" I ask her. "He's been staring at you all this time. I think we found your hookup." She tells me proudly. I move my head back to look at her and then shake my head, turning my attention back to Willow.
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I've watched El and Willow whisper something to each other before they walked over to where I was sitting. "Willow needs to use the toilet. You going to join us?" El asks whike taking my hand to help me get up.
I nod at them and make my way with them until one of them pushes me to the right. I let out a little squeal, ready to fall against the hard wood of the bar when a pair of very strong arms wraps around me.
I watch Willow and Eliana laugh and giving me a wink before disappearing in the restroom. I should have known that they would do something like this.
My anxiety level rises drastically. I haven't even looked at the person that saved me from getting a big bruise on my ribs. All I can say is that he's very muscular. And he smells amazing. The rich manly scent every girl is weak for.
Pulling all my confidence together, I place one hand on the solid chest to steady myself and slowly, so, so slowly look up. The first thing I'm met with is a really defined adams apple, a dark short beard covering his sharp jaw....
Full plump lips, a beautiful straight nose in the middle of sharp cheek bones and finally... a pair of light brown eyes looks directly into my much darker ones, taking my breath away.
This man is even more beautiful from here than from the distance. His arms around me tighten the moment we both looked at each other.
A smile forms on his lips as he looks down at me. "You good?" He asks me. God that voice...
I forgot how to form words for a second until I got it together and answered with a short 'yeah. Thank you'.
"You want a drink?" He asks me. I hesitated for a moment. Should I say no? It would be rude to say no. He practically saved my ribs. He helped me sit on a barstool next to him and still waited for my response.
"That sounds good." Is my answer and he does not waste any time by ordering a drink. What can possibly go wrong?
