Chapter 2

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NICK'S POV


"Hey, guys!"


Bella hugged the both of us as we entered the club.


"Beer, Bella."


Luka went straight pass her which made us burst out of laugh. She dragged me to their couch where Abel, Lamar, her sister, and her bitchy friend was. When Kendall's eyes landed on me, her mood suddenly change. 


Why the hell is she giving me this attitude for? The hell did I fucking do man.


I ignored her and greeted the everyone.


"Guys, this is Luka. Nick's teammate." Bella introduced him, he waved at them and sat beside at the couch.


I sat at the other side, beside Gigi. Luka quickly grabbed a bottle of beer which made me laugh. He really needed this.


"So, the Dallas boys are here." Gigi says trying to start a conversation.


"Well, we couldn't miss this." I chuckled, "Plus we needed this. Especially that one." I said, pointing at Luka. 


"We can see that." Abel chuckles looking at Luka, who already finished his first bottle.


"You boys are great magnets. You plan bringing home one?" Lamar laughed and pointed at the group of girls eyeing us.


"Hard no. This is the only thing I'll be bringing with me tonight." He gestured his beer which made them laugh.


We all talked and listened to music for a while. Gigi and Bella looks already drunk, while us guys and well, Kendall are still sober. Bella was starting to get very touchy with Abel, while Lamar was talking to some girls in the other couch.


Later, Abel and the girls left the booth to go dance in the dancefloor, I'm surprise that they manage to get Luka to go with them. The only ones that were left was Kendall and I. 


It was fucking awkward.


Barely looking at her, I can already tell she not comfortable being left alone with me. Well guess what, me neither. Scrolling through my insta trying to distract myself while I finish my drink.


"You really don't talk much do you?" My eyes suddenly wandered around to see who she was talking to. My gaze went to her when I heard her laugh a little.


"Were you talking to me?" I pointed at myself. She nodded while trying to contain her smile. Of course she was talking to me, dumbass.


"Who else would I be talking anyways?" She took a sip on her drink.


"I didn't know you were observing me, but I do talk. I just figured you didn't want to converse with me." I chuckled. 


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