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Walking through the doors of the club, comes Ezra. He's wearing a black suit and a devil's headband. His facial features glow under the flaring, color-changing led lights as he glances around the room. Behind him, trail two other men one of them I recognize as Matteo. I think back to the time he broke into Ezra's house...because I left the keys in the door...and I was ready to beat his ass with a lamp. Yeah.

Ezra's hair is nicely done, although it's still messy and makes me want to rake my hands through it. His usual stoic expression sits on his face as he scans the room and when his eyes meet mine, a smirk forms on his lips as weird, tingly sensation buries itself in the pit of my stomach, they almost feel like butterflies.

He mutters something to the two guys, turing around briefly, making them walk off, before he strides in my direction. He fixes the wrists of his suit as he walks up to me and I'm still slightly surprised about him being here.

Didn't he have some work thing to attend to?

His eyes burn into mine as he reaches me.

"Hey." He says, without breaking eye contact.

"Hi." I smile up at him and turn around towards Ashlyn.

"This is my best friend, Ashlyn." I say. "Ashlyn this is Ezra." I finish. I don't miss the way she bites her lip and bats her eyelashes up at him. But when I mention his name, her jaw drops a bit.

"THIS is Ezra?" She gasps, pointing at him.

"The one and only." He mutters, and I can tell that he's uncomfortable by her. He's close enough to me that I can feel the head radiating off of him on the bear skin of my shoulders.

"dAng!" She shouts, laughing shortly after.

"She's a bit drunk.." I mutter, leaning back towards him. "I, on the other hand, have a strong tolerance for alcohol because I'm invincible." I say.

"You drank?" He asks. Suddenly it feels as if the entire club disappeared, it's just me and him. There's no music, no people, nothing.

"Just a little bit." I send him an apologetic smile.

"Hm." He hums, looking up. I follow his gaze and see Aidan walk up behind Ashlyn before standing by her side. She looks up at him and takes his jaw in her hand, then brings it down to her and slams her lips against his. I cringe as their lips move in synch, he doesn't seem too mad about it.

"Alrighty then, I am uncomfortable." I say, standing up and walking away. A hand gently takes my forearm and spins me around.

"Dance with me?" He asks.

"I might just blow you away with my dancing skills." I warn him.

"Blow me away, bellissima." He breathes, holding his hand out. I take it and lead him to where the rest of the crowd was dancing around. I hadn't noticed, but the song had changed. It was Mr. Brightside by the Killers. I used to listen to this song everyday, but being the busy celebrity that I am I haven't had time to listen to music in a while.

"I'm coming out of my cage and I've been doing just fine gotta gotta be down because I want it all." I sing along to the lyrics, along with the rest of the crowd of people. This song is iconic, it always will be. I grab Ezra's hand and sway around to the music. He raises his hand for me to spin under and I giggle. I notice Ashlyn and Aidan still making out by the bar. Jesus Christ.

I jump around next to Ezra and he laughs, watching me before joining in.
I let the music control my body, my movements coming from the sound vibrating through the floor and through every body around me. Whoever says that music isn't a way of coming together, is wrong. Music brings people together in so many ways.

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*Ezras Pov*

I can't help but watch her in admiration. She looks so carefree and...happy. I wish I could just let go, like her. She sways around, singing to every lyric of the song, her hair flowing through her movements. Her dance is hypnotic, it's as if she's trying to mesmerize every man in the room. Or woman. I lift my arm and she spins under it before losing her balance and landing with her hands on my chest. I go stiff before she stands up straight and laughs it off.

"Thirsty?!" She shouts to me, I can't really hear her but I read her lips. I nod. She nods to herself before walking over to the bar.

———————————————————*Delilah's Pov*

Finally Ashlyn and Aidan seem to have gotten off of each other as they just a sit and talk. Ashlyn's back is facing me as she makes exaggerated hand movements and shakes her head around. Me and Ezra sit down on a different pair of stools, his knees facing in my direction, and we both order water, him saying that he doesn't drink.

"Also...didn't you have work?" I ask him. His eyes jump down to the side before meeting mine again.

"Something came up, it was cancelled." He shrugs and I let it go. Like Elsa- no. "It was rescheduled to three days from now, in Greece." He adds. My eyes widen.

"Greece?" I repeat, a bit stunned. He nods.

"How long will you be gone?" I ask, a bit sad that we won't be able to spend time together.

"I'll come back the day after the meeting. So I'll be gone for two or three days." He explains. My face visibly saddens.

"Okay." I nod slowly. A soft smile forms on his lips and he takes my hand in his.

"Could you...take the week off, by chance?" He asks, tilting his head a bit. I think about it. I don't think my boss would be too mad right?

"I guess so." I shrug. "Then I won't get my paycheck until two weeks from now." I add.

"Don't worry about money, bellissima. I'm talking about who's going to take your shift?" He questions.

"There are workers that can take my shift." I nod. He smiles.

"Yeah, I'm free." I conclude, just in case the message didn't go through the first time.

"Come with me." He leans closer to me and speaks softly, begging me with my eyes. A trip to Greece with Ezra? Who am I to turn that down? But, of course, money gets in the way.

"I would love to, but I can't afford-" I start, but he interrupts me.

"What did I say about money, principessa? I've got your ticket covered and all." He speaks and my eyes widen. He's willing to pay for my plane ticket?

"Are you serious? Or are you just messing with me?" I ask, narrowing my eyes at him even though his icy irises say nothing but sincerity.

"I'm serious. Will you come with me?" He asks, I chuckle because it sounds like a marriage proposal.

"Yes." I smile. "Where exactly?" I ask.

"Corfu." He smirks.

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