MY FAVORITE RIVAL

CHAPTER 7 -- PART 1

Nick's pov

I didn't know in the least whether to go to that damned pub with my colleague or not, I felt strange and my heart was in a whisper as I had never gone out with a colleague and even less in a pub!
I usually frequented libraries, living rooms and book clubs...
certainly not these places.

I decided to prepare because otherwise I would have looked like a soft meal that does not go to evening, so I took a shower and dressed carefully with a white turtleneck, jeans and a black coat.
I sprayed a few drops of perfume on my neck and then adjusted my light brown hair.

Once ready, I got in the car and activated google maps as I had no idea how to get there.
I followed the various directions and then arrived in front of the pub.
It certainly didn't seem like a place for a beer with friends, it was dark and the sign outside seemed like a porn icon!
I looked better at the writing and noticed a breast drawn next to the writing so I read better and noticed the word "Strip Club".

Thing?!?
Where the hell did he make me come from ?
Oh holy god..
I have to calm down.

Suddenly I saw a male figure with his head down approaching me when I saw Dylan's face.
He wore a black shirt with the first two buttons open and a tight dark jeans.
I watched him for a few seconds without realizing it: he was completely dressed differently from me, but I must admit that he was not so bad with that cool outfit.
He lifted his face and hinted at a smile as he took the cigarette he held between his lips with two fingers and threw it in the special basket, getting closer to me.

Dylan: Good evening Nicholas, I knew you would come.

Nick: Evening, I actually felt almost obligated, but don't think I do it other times.
Besides, what the hell is this place??

Dylan: It's a pub, or rather, a strip club.
Don't worry, we'll have fun.
Let's go in

He wrapped an arm around my shoulders and pushed me to enter that shady place.
I looked at him badly but he didn't even notice, he looked ahead and observed the surrounding environment.
As soon as we entered we heard techno music at full volume and half-naked girls dancing on the poles.
I had never been to such a place and honestly I wouldn't even have gone.

Dylan told me to sit in the stools at the counter with him, so I did and looked around in embarrassment noticing all the clothes in a freer way and already probably drunk rotten.

Dylan: Are you okay? You look disoriented

Nick: Eh? I...? No no ... I haven't been there for a long time in a place full of naked people.

Dylan: "Place full of naked people"?
Wow Nicholas, do you amaze me every time with your language!

Nick: What's wrong? Bah I don't know, what should I call it? It is literally a brothel!

Dylan: You're nice too, I wasn't making you so funny dear Nicholas.

Nick: I'm just telling the truth

The waiter screamed in the hustle and bustle to ask what we wanted to order and Dylan immediately said a Long Island and then the waiter came to look at me.
I hesitated and then tortured my hand, shifting my gaze for a moment to my colleague who in turn was waiting for my answer to get his drink.

Nick: A sprite, thank you.

Dylan and the waiter frowned and I bit my nail not understanding why they were watching me like that.

Dylan: Don't you even want a beer?
I offer tonight come on, take something more.

Nick: I never drink alcohol, in short .. wine every now and then.

Dylan: Don't you want a beer? Come on, blonde or red?

Nick: What?!? Blonde or what? No no, maybe we didn't understand each other.
I love my beautiful brunette wife and I'm not going to meet blonde or red girls tonight.

Dylan looked at me raising his eyebrows in amazement and burst out laughing shaking his head.
I looked at him perplexed and badly feeling teased, so I puffed and crossed my arms to my chest.

Nick: So? What is this laugh?

Dylan: I meant silly beer, not women.

Nick: Ah..but of course! I understood you know? I was joking, blonde then

I tried to parry the lower back by turning the sentence over and tried to seem as serious and credible as possible.
What a fool!
Shortly thereafter the waiter served beer and cocktails and then we started drinking.

Dylan: Do you want to taste it?

Nick: Mmh, the color looks interesting.
Is it so alcoholic?

Dylan: Nah, just a little'..

I took his cocktail and took a few sips from his straw, falling in love with that drink.
I quickly ran out of beer and ordered a Long Island too without even telling Dylan.

Dylan: Mh? Did you get one all to yourself?
Sure? A big beer and a Long Island for you that you never drink?

Nick: But what do you care about what I do, let me drink this mixture!

I started taking one sip after another quickly, until I started to feel my head heavy and the music further away.

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Dylan: Oh they called us, follow me.

Nick: Where?? Okay, I'm following you Dylan, but just this once okay?

Dylan didn't answer me and looked up to the sky, then took my wrist in the crowd to guide me to a sort of red light room.
We entered and immediately a girl in her 20s locked and pushed us a sofa.
I was perplexed by that attitude and turned to Dylan.

Nick: What are you doing??

Dylan: Relax Nicholas, it will make us have some fun'.

I felt my heart heavy and my breath getting more and more breath, while the heat of alcohol was pervading my body.
The girl returned with 2 others, completely exposed with only a thong of red lace that allowed to glimpse the background and a bra with the same effect.
My mind started giving me signals from all sides and I started feeling overly hot.
One of the girls came towards me and another towards Dylan, they climbed astride our legs and the rest remained behind attached to the pole.
The lights went down and a soft red atmosphere remained, while I had to instinctively take off my shirt for the too hot I was trying with that turtleneck.
I looked at the girl above me and shook my head, but I couldn't speak because of the mental confusion.

Dylan while he had already laid his quite venous hands on the back of that girl who was rubbing like a dog in heat.
I tried to get up but the girl above me had leaned with her pelvis on mine and was touching my neck with my nails.
It wasn't pleasant at all, I was just getting nervous and had a terrible headache!
Suddenly I pushed her without realizing it, probably because of the alcohol, and she slipped to the ground but without getting hurt.
I looked at her and said an "sorry but no" and headed for the door from which we were entering.
I tried to open it but I couldn't, so I started screaming and hitting shots on it as the atmosphere of that place was giving me head.

Dylan: Nicholas, what are you doing??

Nick: Get me out of this place!
Please!

Dylan: Calm down, you can't go out before the set time, enjoy the moment.

I didn't listen to him, then I turned and let myself slide with my back against the door sitting on the ground and watched Dylan kiss the girl above him and touch her everywhere, hearing the moans of both wandering around the room.
How disgusting.
I stood by the only thing I could look at and my gaze remained fixed on Dylan and his excited, sweaty and distorted face.
I noticed in passing a bulge in his pants when the girl got up to get something and I blinked.
I felt even more upset and my head was bursting, so much so that I ended up closing my eyes and passing out.