Living La Vida Loca - Harry Lewis & ChrisMD

Chapter 19: Don't Play

-Kyla's POV-

"I'm excited everyone is finally going out together again," I say as I apply some lip gloss.

"Me too," Evelyn replies, "I hate how quickly this trip is going. But tonight should be fun."

I nod as I flip the light switch off and the two of us walk downstairs. Harry is leaning against the couch in a tight fitted black t-shirt and shorts. I swear this man gets more attractive every day.

When he notices us, he shoves his phone in his pocket and stands up, "You look beautiful."

"Thanks," I blush, "You don't look too bad yourself."

"Everyone ready to go?" JJ calls and there's a chorus of yeses.

Tonight, we're going to a bar on the beach. Everyone has been hyping this place up all day. Apparently there's a huge bonfire and a DJ, who according to Freezy, plays "only bangers."

The walk isn't too far and as soon as we get to the beach, everyone kicks off their shoes and puts them in a pile. The sand feels cool underneath my feet as I walk further onto the beach. The bonfire is bigger than I thought it would be as people are throwing various things in it. There are also tiki torches placed randomly on the beach with lights decorating the bases. The DJ is blasting music, and there are easily at least 200 people here.

We go straight to a little hut on the beach and wait in line to order drinks. I order a Bay Breeze and I'm almost done it when Freezy and Chip walk over.

"So," Freezy starts, "Chip and I were talking and it's our goal tonight to convince everyone to stay here for the rest of our lives."

Chip gives a dramatic and confirming nod as Evelyn and I laugh.

"I could get on board with that," Evelyn says.

"I don't think I'll need much convincing either. I'm not ready to go back to America," I say.

Chip scrunches his nose, "I forgot you two lived so far away."

Harry looks over as he hears Chip, and I can't read the expression on his face. We make eye contact and he quickly takes a sip of his drink, covering whatever he was thinking.

"Kyla, Evelyn," Talia runs over with Freya as they grab our hands, "Come dance with us."

I laugh as I put down my drink and let them pull us to the moshpit of people.

"I have never danced this much in my life," I say as the music gets so loud it feels like it's surrounding us. We dance for what feels like ages as the DJ plays old 2000s music. "DJ Got Us Fallin in Love" is in the middle of playing when suddenly the track stops and the crowd stops moving. We look over to see what's happening when suddenly we spot JJ standing on a platform with a microphone.

The music for "Don't Play" starts blasting through the speakers and the crowd goes wild as they realize what's happening.

"There's no fucking way," Talia laughs as Simon finds us in the crowd, "Why is JJ up there?"

"Harry and him made a bet on who could go the longest with taking shots of lemon juice and not making a face. If JJ lost he had to ask the DJ to perform," Simon fills us in.

"What did Harry have to do if he lost?" I ask.

"Streak naked down the beach," Simon grins.

The rest of the group runs over and we all start singing along with JJ. Evelyn pulls her camera out to film the moment, but Chris laughs as he takes it from her and starts filming instead so she can dance. JJ plays a few songs, including Holiday, No Time, and ending with Lamborghini.