Doesn't sound like a fairytale// 5sos (Completed)

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Halley...

Have you ever felt like you can't breathe, but you're receiving more oxygen than ever? Been in a room full of people and never felt more alone? Felt invisible eve though everyone's eyes were on you? If you have then you know how excruciating it actually is. It is an indescribable feeling of aloneness that eats away at your soul. You feel weak, physically and mentally, drained, tired. You're just tired. Tired of everything, everyone, and hell in some cases even life itself, this type of sadness is definitely the worst and as I left Calum standing alone I felt it, I felt the sadness creep into my bones and begin to crush me from the inside out. And with every step I took it became harder to continue on because I just felt like there was a boulder chained to me and there was no way to get rid of it.

I told Calum I would get a cab, well yeah I lied, I just walked and walked and walked. I headed in the opposite direction I was supposed to be going and just continued until I couldn't anymore and that's when I walked into a bar. So here I am at some club in the middle of Western Sydney sipping on a cherry coke and occasionally wiping my eyes with the ugly brown paper napkins. I look forward and I see grinding teenagers that in all honesty probably weren't even legal, fluorescent lights flashing, and drunk people wobbling out of the bar. I hear the power of the the song, the way the words matched so well with the beat, and the sound of thousands of heartbeats. I can feel the body heat radiating from the moving bodies, the bass booming from the speakers, and the pounding of my own heart. But as I look back all I see is his face, his clothes, I even took notice to the glint in his beautiful eyes. I can hear the words roll off his tongue so smoothly, his incredibly contagious laugh, and his deep raspy voice that he just naturally has especially when just waking up. But most of all I can feel, I can feel the way he made my heart beat faster, I can feel his hand in mine and never wanting to let go,
I can feel what we had and I am really really wishing I didn't fuck everything up.
A loud sigh escapes my lips and I put my chin in my hand.

"Is everything okay?" A strange voice asks tapping on my shoulder.

I spun to the side so I was facing the stranger her wide blue eyes the first thing I notice. "Yeah yeah fine." I lie.

She places her petite body into the stool across from me and leans into the bar. "Okay well I'm Lena by the way." she introduces extending her hands toward me.

"Halley." I return the gesture.

"So Halley why are you in a bar all alone on a Friday night drinking a nonalcoholic drink?" She asks.

"How do you know I'm alone?"

"You've been here for hours without anyone coming to talk to you, it's pretty obvious really." She shrugs.

"Oh...." I trail off. "How'd you know I'm drinking a plain coke?" I wonder.

"I heard you order earlier." she answers nonchalantly like that isn't creepy. "I promise I'm not a stalker I was just standing right next to you when you ordered." she laughed practically reading my mind.

"Okay..."

"So Halley tell me why aren't you spending your Friday night with someone doing something you actually enjoy?" She prods taking a sip from the drink in her hand.

"Why aren't you?" I snap back.

"Partying is my job." she answers.

"What do you mean?" I question not understanding what she's talking about.

"Men pay me to party."

"Oh um o-ok." I stutter. I inspect her outfit and see a very tight red dress hung on her petite body, her heels are tall. The dress is strapless and pushes up her boobs showing off way to much cleavage and her black stilettos are at least four inches tall.