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Chapter 5: Hangovers

Playlist for this Chapter: The Man by Taylor Swift.

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"You." I looked at the man, awestruck. 

This has got to be a coincidence.

He raised his eyebrow questioningly before looking deep in my eyes and I saw recognition flash across his handsome features. 

He frowned slightly and looked me up and down, his eyes darkening and jaw clenching before he looked back at me.

"What are you doing here?" He asked me and I shook my head, collecting my thoughts before speaking.

"I came with my friends." I pointed to the VIP section and he nodded, still observing me and I took a good look at him. 

He wore an all black suit, the first two buttons popped open to reveal the silver chain hanging from his neck, dark hair ushed back wih a few rebellious strands falling onto his forehead.

He looks so hot.

I looked back up at him and realized I'd been looking too long and averted my gaze quickly to avod being embaressed.

"Sorry, I didn't see you, it's pretty crowded in here." I chuckled nervously and quickly went around him, making a beeline towards the bar and ordered a drink, breathless.

I muttered a thank you to the bartender who looked at me questioningly.

"Don't ask." I told him and he went back to work. 

I took a couple shots to calm my rapidly beating heart and when I felt like I couldn't get any more drunk, I went to the dance floor, towards Abby who was now dancing with a group of girls. 

She pulled me by my hand and I danced with her, closing my eyes and losing myself to the beat of the music.

I felt someone's arms circle me from behind and my eyes shot open in alarm, pushing him away with Abby's help and then laghing our drunk asses off.

 We danced for what felt like hours and finally stumbled up the stairs to the VIP section to go back to Cole. I walked over to what I assumed was our table and lost my balance, holding on to the first thing I saw. Or person.

"Shit." I looked up to see whose arm I had held and gasped.

"It's you again!" I tried to let go of his arm but swayed dangerously, so he held both my arms to steady me.

"Why do I keep bum-bumping into you?" I asked him with half-lidded eyes and reached out to poke his stubbled cheek. "You're real."

"Of course I'm real." He replied with his deep voice and I swooned internally.

"That's nice to know" I replied.

Seriously? That's all you could say? 

"I'm sorry for holding your arm, but I'm very very drunk you see, so blame it on my drunk self. I'm going through a lot." I felt him help me sit down and I obliged.

He simply hummed in response and I smiled at what I assumed was him since my vision was very blurry right now.

"Good, that's good." I trailed off awkwardly and closed my eyes, trying to steady my breathing when I heard someone chuckle beside me. 

"She's the girl who bumped into you at that cafe, si?" Someone asked him and he hummed in response.

"Are you talking about me?" I opened one eye to look at whoever just spoke but saw no one so I sighed.