Kylian's Point of View
We made our way to the cars and were taken to the after-party at L'Arc Paris Club. We walked in and went through a hallway filled with neon lights.
It brought back memories of the last time I was here. Celebrating Bruna's birthday in a weird place emotionally and found out that I liked this girl a lot. And not I was walking in the club holding her hand. Things are looking up.
We got to our table, Ney ordered the drinks as he does and the night got started. The club was filled with other celebrities, models and influencers, the environment was dark with colourful lights and music loud.
There were hardly any people with cameras so I could focus on her. She stood in front of me as she suede to the music and with my hands on her hips, I moved the same way.
"This place brings back memories, doesn't it?" I asked her.
"The best memories," she said back with a seductive tone. I'm guessing she wants to play a bit.
She placed one of her hands and held the back of my neck. This lowered my head down to her neck. I planted a few soft kisses on her neck and I could tell that she liked it by the faint smiles.
Then she turned to me and rested her arms on my shoulders, while one of mine, moved even lower on her back. She kissed me and I swear all I wanted to do is carry her out of there to a private place.
She stopped kissing me and said, "can't wait to get out of here later."
My mind reader. I gently moved some hair out of her face then tuck it behind her ear and kiss her lips a bit more gently than before.
All of a sudden we stopped kissing when we hear B yell, "this is our song."
She comes from the couch, grabbed Bruna and Y/n and pulled them to the dance floor.
"I'll be back," Y/n said as she was leaving.
"Alright," I replied with a chuckle as I sat down next to Neymar and Thilo.
"These guys are taking long to bring the drinks," Ney mentioned.
"I'll go to the bar and see what's wrong," I said.
"Thanks, bro," he replied.
I manoeuvred my way through the crowd till I got to the bar.
"Hey, pourriez-vous m'aider? Les boissons prennent pour toujours pour arriver à notre table, (Hey, could you help me? The drinks are taking forever to get to our table,)" I said.
"Oui monsieur, un moment, (Yes sir, one moment,)" he said before leaving to the back.
I stood there waiting for him to return while going on my phone. Out of nowhere, I feel someone hug me from behind. I get excited and smile cause I thought it was my girlfriend. So I lifted one of my arms so she could stand next to me.
So she does and says, "quelqu'un est heureux de me voir. (someone is happy to see me.)"
That voice, Maïa, I recoiled my affection and admitted, "Désolé, je pensais que tu étais quelqu'un d'autre. (Sorry, I thought you were someone else.)"
She looked confused and asked, "quelqu'un d'autre? (someone else?)"
"Oui, (yes,)" I respond and go back to looking for the waiter.
"Attends, c'est pour ça que tu étais au show? (Wait, is that why you were at the show?)" she asked, "Je pensais que tu étais là pour moi. (I thought you were there for me.)"
"Regarde, j'étais là pour elle et mes amis, (Look, I was there for her and my friends,) I explained, "Pourquoi serais-je là pour toi ? Tu as rompu avec moi tellement de fois, je l'ai juste fait la dernière fois parce que j'étais fatigué. (Why would I be there for you? You broke up with me so many times, I just did it the last time cause I was tired.)"
She looked down with a sad face and said, "Mais tu sais à quel point j'ai essayé de te faire revenir. (But you know how hard I have been trying to get you back.)"
"C'est trop tard Maïa, et je ne veux pas que tu reviennes. (It's too late Maïa, and I don't want you back.)"
As I said this her expression fell blank and the waiter was already carrying our drinks and asked me to guide him to the table.
"Je dois y aller, prends soin de toi, (I have to go, take care of yourself,)" I said as I turned around and walked away.
In true Maïa fashion, she snapped off it, followed and asked, "Who is she?!"
"None of your concern," I responded.
"It's one of the models isn't it?" She asked again as we moved through the crowd of people.
"No, it's not," I answered and stopped to look at her, "can you just stop? We will never go back together, Maïa, I wish you could understand. Now have a good and don't do something stupid."
As my last words dropped I turned around and went straight to our table, where the girls hadn't returned yet. I sat down on the couch to recompense my feelings. Maïa always knew how to make me frustrated.
Ney puts his arm around and asks, "what's wrong?"
I explained everything that happened and Ney could see where I was coming from.
"Listen, I know you are mad, but it's Maïa. She won't get any better and if your girlfriend sees you like this, it'll be a bigger problem," he said.
I nodded, agreeing with what he said. He is right. I shouldn't let her ruin my night.
A few minutes later, the girls came back. I stood up to let Bruna sit and wrapped my arm around her neck.
"Is everything okay?" She asked me. Damn, she can mind reader.
"It is now that you're back," I replied with a smile.
The night on perfectly, we had fun and nothing stressful happened. Being with her especially was pure bliss, it washed my worries and made me feel warm inside. I wouldn't trade this feeling for anything.
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