One Night Stand Gone Wrong *COMPLETED*

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Stacey and I lined up in the line to get into the club, excitement running through our bodies. She made me put on my 'Birthday Girl' badge to see if anyone would notice, which, so far, they didn't. We waited patiently as the line slowly died down until it was our turn to go in.

"Identification please?" The man at the gate said to us politely. We passed him our ID and watched as he looked it over before passing it back. "Happy birthday by the way," he winked at me as he stepped aside and let us walk in. I blushed as I thanked him before Stacey dragged me through the door.

I looked around to see a lot of people dancing, even more people chilling on the sofa's and then even more people at the bar. The music was extremely loud, which I didn't mind considering they were playing Fancy by Iggy. I looked over at Stacey as she looked at me and we both squealed at the same time, causing people closest to us, look us up and down and roll their eyes.

Soon enough we made it to the bar. "What can I get you lovely ladies?" a boy from behind the counter asked, showing off an award winning smile.

"What do you recommend?" Stacey replied in her best flirting voice.

"For people who haven't been here before, and since it's your birthday," he looked at me and winked, "this one's on me. I'll make you both a cocktail," and with that, he turned around and started fiddling around with some alcohol mixtures.

"He is so hot!" Stacey whisper-shouted in my ear.

"I dare you to ask for his name and number!" I shouted back, making her wink back at me as another way of letting me know that she accepted the dare.

"Here you go ladies," he placed the drinks in front of us and smiled.

"Do you mind if I get your number?" Stacey asked, twirling her hair. He nodded as he grabbed a napkin and wrote down his number.

"My name is Brad by the way," he said while giving her the napkin.

"I'm Stacey, and that's Allison." He smiled at us.

"Sweet, oi come follow me, since it's Allison's birthday, you girls deserve a special seating area." We looked at each other as we followed Brad over to a closed off section. "My Dad works here, he only allows this area for friends of mine, but since no one I know is coming in tonight, I'll let you girls use it. And don't worry, there's guards in this area so if you want to walk around or something you don't have to worry about having anything stolen from your bags or whatever."

"Thank you so much!" I squealed, casually pulling him in for a hug, which he returned almost instantly.

"My pleasure, I'll make your drinks for tonight so just come over when you want me." and with that, he walked back over to the bar as Stacey and I walked into the closed off area. It was a little room, but the walls were glass so we could still see out and people could still see in. It was really pretty. The table was made out of glass with diamonds in the arms and the seat was a massive sofa, covering over half of the room.

"This is awesome!" Stacey yelled.

"Thank you for the best birthday Stac, it's been perfect!" I hugged her and then went to sit down with my drink.

"Happy birthday," the guards all said at once.

"Thank you, did you want to join us?" They all looked so awkward standing around the room doing nothing.

"We aren't meant to leave our spots."

"Oh come on, you can at least sit down, god only knows how long you've been standing in those places. You can still watch the door while sitting down and if you get in trouble, I will take full blame."

They all looked at each other awkwardly as they made their way to the sofa. "Thank you, Brad's friends normally just pretend like we aren't here, so it's a strange thing for us to sit with people," one of the explained.

"That's so rude! You're doing them a favor and in return they treat you like shit. Arh!"

After a while, and more drinks, the guards, Stac and myself were talking about random things. They listened to us talk about the 5sos concert and in return we listened to them tell us about funny things that have happened while they have been working. Let's just say that by the time they stopped talking, Stacey and I were in tears from laughing so much.

We heard the door open, and instantly, the guards all stood up, only to relax back into their chairs once they saw that it was only Brad. "Having fun?" We all nodded. "Awesome, hey Allison, this was ordered for you, don't worry I didn't spike it. Oh and the same person wrote you this. We had no paper so he used a napkin." He passed me the drink as well as the napkin before walking out again, a massive smile on his face.

"What does it say?" Stacey asked, leaning over me to try and read it. I unfolded it and began to read.

Birthday girl, Happy Birthday, again. This is probably going to be a little creepy for you, but I want to meet you in person. Twitter and Instagram isn't the same as actually being with you in person, so, if you don't mind, I'd like to invite you to come dance with me. If yes, just look up at the bar and nod and I'll come get you. Your friend can come too. Lots of love, A. xx

"Who the hell is A?" Stacey asked.

"Should I go?"

"Fuck yes!"

I looked up at the bar and nodded and within minutes, the door opened, revealing none other then THE Ashton Irwin. Holy shit!