The New Beginning - M.V

6

Kiana

After we finished eating and talked about everything and nothing for a long time, we finally start to go to the club, it's been so long since I drank alcohol and danced. Lando was absolutely determined to bid on everything tonight because he bid with me, of course I'm not complaining, but I don't want them to think I'm friends with them just for the sake of it, I can pay for myself. The atmosphere has been good so far, we all get along well. Max is not as bad as I thought, he has talked a little and been kind from time to time. Sometimes he makes some rude comment that I really don't understand why, but maybe he is like that. When we go back out into the street the sun has gone down and it's a bit cooler, I start to think about everything they told me during dinner, they are famous, they drive F1, I really have to google F1 tomorrow, I also have to google their names so I know who I hang out with. How did I end up here, on a night out with two celebrities? It really doesn't matter to me, to me they are two normal guys, but still, it feels a little comical. I knew that there are many famous people living in Monaco but I never thought that my first friends here would be some celebrities. When I think about it, it feels unrealistic, what if they really don't like me, I'm just a normal girl who isn't feeling well who took a spontaneous trip to start over. My God, how is the rest of the evening going to go.

When we get to the club we go past the queue, only that feels completely sick, I've never gone past a queue ever. We go upstairs from the club to the VIP, little me, from London will therefore party at one of Monaco's most famous clubs and also in the VIP. We sit down at a table with sofas around, on the table there is a bucket of champagne, Max F as I now call him starts pouring champagne into all the glasses, when he is done he takes a glass and holds it up in the air for to cheer. "What a fantastically fun evening, let's get started!" He shouts out before everyone toasts to each other and then clinks the glasses. After two champagne bottles are finished, they order shots, I can already feel the alcohol in my body, sitting like this and drinking is really not good for me, because when I get up I know everything will spin.

After about 2 hours of drinking on the couches, Max F starts dancing at the table before he extends his hand to me. "Come on, we're going to dance" I laugh and stand up, everyone except Lando and Max joins. I was right, when I get off the sofa and start walking towards the dance floor everything is spinning, it might be good to dance to sober up a bit. We dance and laugh to the music, I truly live my best life with my hands in the air and jumping to the beat of the music.

After about 20 minutes of full dance, I slow down a bit, I sway a little to the music and move my hips in time to the music, I breathe heavily and seek Lando and Max's eyes. They are still sitting at our table talking to each other, but I see how they are looking at us at the same time. When my eyes meet Lando's I see Max looking at him in frustration, what is his problem? I look at Max instead and see how he smiles at me, Max is really the kind of guy I would go up to in the pub at home, a bit angry and determined but at the same time sweet and funny. Lando, on the other hand, is a guy I wouldn't even look at, he's too kind and too cute, actually a perfect guy for me because none of my previous relationships have worked, so I should try something new. Why am I even thinking about this? I'm not here to get a relationship? I'm here for myself, to change my lifestyle and start feeling better about myself.

Max F dancing next to me sees me zone out and follows my gaze to the table with Max and Lando, he puts his arm over my shoulders and leans into my ear, talking over the music. "It looks like you have two who are a little bit into you," he says with a laugh. I turn around and look at him "what? What do you mean?" I ask a little shyly. "They've been watching you all evening, they're definitely into you" he replies with a twinkle in his eye. I burst out laughing "so you mean that the two who can probably get whoever they want because they apparently are famous are into me? Me who is nothing compared to half of all the girls here tonight" Max just looks at me and laughs again. "Yes, I mean that. I've never seen Max like that before, he usually goes here, finds a girl after 20 minutes and then we don't see him for the rest of the evening. But today he has been with us all evening and only had his eyes on you. Lando couldn't stop talking about you in the apartment earlier so I guess they will be fighting for your attention" as he finishes his little speech I laugh along. "You're not wise," I reply between laughs before returning to dancing. 

When we've danced long enough I start to get tired, it's cramped and sweaty, I lean against Max again and try to drown out the music "I'm going to the table, I'm tired and need something to drink". Max takes my hand and pulls me to the table. When we get there, I sat  down on the sofa next to Lando and exhale, I take one of the glasses on the table and drink it all in one gulp. "Someone seems thirsty" Lando says with a laugh. "Yes, it's insanely hot up there" I just answer and shrug my shoulders. After another hour I start yawning, all the energy drains from me and I start to feel how tired I really am. I see both Max and Lando look at me and Lando gets off the couch and towards the dance floor, I see him walk over to the rest of the group who are still standing dancing like crazy. How do they cope? I feel someone move closer to me on the sofa and then I hear Max's voice close to my ear. "Are you tired?" He asks, I just nod in response and lean against his shoulder. Lando and the rest of the gang come back and say "come on let's go home, it's late" again I just nod before getting up and walking towards the exit. When we get out into the street I stop and take off my heels, my feet ache like hell, it's been a long night and I'm exhausted. When we arrive at the apartment building, Max says "Thanks for tonight, it was super nice, we'll have to do it again" before he waves and continues walking down the street. The rest of us enter the elevator and I can barely keep my eyes open, it's so late and all the alcohol has worn me out. When I finally close the door to my apartment, I throw my shoes and bag on the floor and go in and flop down on the bed, as soon as my head hits the pillow I fall asleep.