Our Secret Dream 2

STAG PARTY - PART 2

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Thirty minutes later we are leaving the casino lounge and walking our way through the club to the VIP clubs balcony. The subtle thuds of music becoming louder and louder the closer we get. I really hope this DJ is as good as Katerina said he was - there is nothing more disheartening than getting your hopes up and then having them crash and burn. Even after four whiskeys I'm not really feeling any buzz so he's going to need to be decent.

Together we walk down the corridor towards the far black leather double doors. The neon light above the door shaking slightly from the vibrations. With some free time on my hands I drop back slightly putting some distance between myself and the group. Slowing my steps as I walk. I slip my phone out of my shirt pocket, unlocking it and going to Sky's contact card. I need to hear her voice. Being in love like this really has turned me into a simp. Smiling I press her number and hold the phone against my ear. Listening to the phone ring, my need for her growing more and more intense with every ring. Eventually the phone cuts out switching over to her voicemail. My heart sinking slightly in my chest.

Feeling bummed I hang up the phone. Quickening my pace slightly so I can rejoin the group just before we push open the doors and step inside the club. The music pulsing around us. The throng of bodies dancing and grinding all around us in beat with the tempo and rhythm of the music. Looking around the room we see a collage of people laughing, drinking, dancing and making out.

For a while we stay together drinking having fun and living thing large and wild in our private booth within the club. Chris and Tyler competing against one another with shots - trying to figure out which one of them has the higher alcohol tolerance. My money is on Chris whilst Dom's betting on Tyler. It's actually hilarious watching them bicker, laughed and annoy each other as if they were a married couple of fifty years. After a while A drunken Chris and I slink away from the others and swindle our way to the DJ booth. Talking our way into having a go at mixing music and raving out to the music from the centre of the room. Seeing the sea of people below dancing and having fun in the light of music lasers and smoke. This night has been one to go down in the history of our story. Not just mine and Sky's but also the story of my friends and I. If it wasn't for them tonight wouldn't be the same and I wouldn't be able to relax and have fun. I lift up my bottle of beer taking a long chug as I pump my fist in the air. 'This is amazing' Chris screams from informer of me. Jumping around like a mad man before diving off the stage and into the sea of people below. They catch him and pass him around the crowd before helping him get back to us. Eventually we leave the booth and make our way back to our booth, staggering together. The mixture of music and alcohol finally kicking in. As we reach the bottom of the stairs up to our booth, Chris Dom and Tyler decide to go back to the poker tables whilst I slowly walk up the stairs. Flopping down onto the sofa, sighing as the cool leather pressing against my skin. Breathing deeply I watching the lasers fly around the room from the dance floor below. The grey fog from the smoke below rising adding a spooky vibe to the room.

For a couple of minutes I'm left to my thoughts all of which fleeting between Sky and how soon we are to her becoming my wife. As if on cue I look at my phone seeing my beautiful girls picture calling me.