The Decision.

Chapter Twenty-Nine.

Song Of The Chapter: Cry Me A River by Justin Timberlake(By Sarah Close)

As I am stood looking in my mirror, my long brown hair is in curls, and my make up is done naturally. I don't like plastering make up all over my face, I think it makes people look so unrealistic for some reason.

Sighing, I then pull my dress down lower before looking at my reflection. The black dress hugs my curves along with little flowers covering the dress, in different color's each time. Smiling, I then re-apply my lip gloss before I then walk back over to Noahs' bed. Sliding on a new pair of grey wedges I then grab my hand bag.

Walking out of his bedroom, I hear him Sighing. I then reach the living room where he is rolling his shirt sleeves up to his elbow. He sees me and gives me a smile. "You look stunning , Gemma. Words cannot describe you" He said to me.

I couldn't help but blush and smile, "Thanks Noah, are you ready?" I ask him, before I then wrap my arms around myself.

He smiles and nods' his head, he then walks over to me. Wrapping one of his arms around my waist, we then walk towards his car before we then get in and Noah starts the engine and drives.

Leaning against the window frame, the cold material is against my cheek, and the wind is blowing at me causing goose bumps to rise. I sigh, before I then wait for the driving to come to a end.

When the car drive has came to an end I then pick my bag up before Noah and I emerge from his car. The warm breeze greeting us as we exit the car. Noah then locks his car before his left arm is wrapped around my waist.

We continue to walk down the stony car park before we arrive outside the bar. It isn't the type of bar where men hang around, smoke cigarette and pick up girls.

This one has a bench outside it, the lamp light on and the security man outside of it. Some people are lined up outside with a guy or a friend.

Noah and I are let in after a few minutes, before we then walk in. I am then greeted by grinding bodies, smoke and alcohol. I shake my head, before I feel someones arm being placed around my waist. I turn around, to see Noah is standing beside. Both our eyes scanning the crowd for Vicky and Christian.

We look around for a few minutes, before our eyes land on Vicky and Christian. They are up on the upper deck of the club, their lips locked. I couldn't help but laugh at them, before Noah and I make our way towards the area they are in.

Pushing past grinding bodies, we then walk up the stairs. I walk into the area, Vicky and Christian break apart after a minute of noticing we are there, waiting for them. "Hey guys, I ordered us some drinks. Is that okay?" Vicky asks' us, before pointing towards the tray.

We nod our heads, before I pick up the glass and I bring the alcohol towards my lips. Taking a few glasses, I then drink it.

After an hour or two, I am not keeping count. I then tip my head back, laughing. Vicky is telling us a funny story of when Vicky and her sister had a fight with a girl called Linda. "So Linda, the girl was bad mouthing our Mum. And, Rebekah came and slapped her. Linda got pissed off, and punched Rebekah. That's when I came in, I punched Linda making her lip and nose bleed. I'm not much of a fighter, but no body hits my sister" She explains.