*SMUT WARNING*
We're best friends and I've had a crush on him since I was 14. Years later, things get complicated after one night. Read to find out what happens next! :)
Hey guys. This chapter is set in a nightclub. I've never actually been to a nightclub so I have no clue what goes on there. This is all coming from my imagination.
Also, I don't think I mentioned but y/n and her/your friends all attend college. You guys come from wealthy homes, meaning money isn't an issue.
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Alessia:
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Miya:
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We showed our fake IDs to the bouncer then entered the dark club. The music was so loud that I could not hear my own thoughts. Alessia gestured to the bar and we headed over there. Alessia ordered a Martini, I opted for a Cosmopolitan and Miya took a soda since she's our DD. After we finished our drinks, we headed to the dance floor. Our hips moved and sway at the beat of the music. A while later, Miya headed to the private booth that we got, saying her ankles hurt from dancing.
Alessia and I kept dancing, having the time of our lives. I saw a cute guy stepping behind Alessia placing his hands on her waist. She glanced back at him, smirked, and kept dancing, grinding into him. Seconds later I felt a pair of hands on my waist too. I glanced over my shoulder locking eyes with a guy I've noticed around school a few times- Grayson. He looked every bit of a fuckboy even though he rarely ever acted like one. He plays baseball for the team. I won't lie and say I didn't think he was hot, he was probably my first crush when I first started UCLA.
