𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐲 𝐖𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐅𝐢𝐫𝐞 ᵗᵐʳ ᵃᵘ

Chapter 20: The bar

HELLO? 20 chapters already?!?!

Twelve fifty-seven am

Honestly, at this point, I'm just staring at the roof. That was until I got a notification. I turn my phone on I'm pretty sure I just entered fucking heaven or some shit. Why is my phone screen so bright?

Hana

I'm Bored
Don't ignore me.
I know you saw the message
ANIKA

Why aren't you sleeping?

I don't know. I just can't. Wanna go do something?

What do you mean by that?

Sneaking out and doing something

I'm in
But what do you wanna do?
Like walking around or sneaking into a place?

We'll see when we get there. Meet me at the elevator
You gotta be quiet though
The boys are doing some weird shit. I can hear them from my room.

Alr
Thx for the heads-up
See you in a few

I turned off my phone and slipped on my shoes. I looked in the bedroom and Minho wasn't there. He's probably the one making all the noise in the room where all the boys are hanging out. Aka Newt and Thomas's room.

I walk to the elevator and Hana isn't there yet. I just stand there for the next few minutes. After five minutes I see her walking towards the elevator.

"What took you so long?" I asked.

"Teresa woke up so I had to pretend I was asleep," She explained.

"Alright." I clicked the button to go to the ground floor and we waited for the elevator. "What are the guys even doing in their room to be so loud?"

"I don't know. I think they're playing something. Maybe they're drunk," She said.

"...Oh. I mean, it's legal in Paris to drink when you're above eighteen," I said.

"I guess that's true." The elevator door opened and we stepped in. "Where should we go? A club? A bar?"

"You're not old enough," I said.

"I have a fake ID."

"Damn, girl. Wait... I thought you didn't have one," I said.

"I got one before we left. I was kinda planning on sneaking out, to be honest. It sounds fun," she said.

"If we get caught, I'm blaming you. I don't want a mad Minho up my ass because you snuck into a bar under 18 and 21."

"Blame me all you want. I don't care."

"Why are you so chill about all this?" I asked.

"I'm not really too sure. I just like the thrill of sneaking around, you know?"

"True," I agreed. The elevator door opened and we quietly made our way outside and into the noisy street. Even though it was one am, the city was still busy.

We walked around the city and found our way to a bar and the bouncer at the front of the bar looked suspicious of Hana's ID but we were still able to enter.

"Don't get too drunk, Hana. Last thing I want is Minho on my back about it," I said.

"You can relax, Anika, Minho won't find out. We won't drink that much," She said, sitting down at the bar stools.

"Have you even had alcohol before?" I asked.

"Yes," She responded immediately.

"That was a quick answer."

"What can I say, trespassing wasn't the only thing I did in high school."

"Wow, and I thought you were a goody two shoes," I said, chuckling lightly.

"You think Minho's gonna kill me if he finds out that I'm drinking?" She asked.

"I think he's gonna kill me for letting you enter a bar."

"Not if I have anything to say about it. And one drink won't hurt... right?"

"I guess so. Besides, when's the last time only the two of us hung out without anyone else?" I said.

"Not that long ago, actually," She responded. "Pretty sure we hung out before we flew to Paris."

"True, but we haven't hung out a lot since we landed, so technically it's been a while," I said. We ordered some shots of tequila because we didn't know what the other drinks were. They stung when they went down our throats.

"I think we chose the wrong type of shot," Hana giggled.

"Jesus, Hana, how lightweight are you?" I asked when she almost fell off of the stool.

"I'm not lightweight, Anni, I almost dropped my phone," She said, steadying herself on the stool. About half an hour later, we had drunk a few too many shots, but we were still sober enough to walk straight but we were laughing at almost everything and could barely speak without slurring and almost falling off of our chairs.

We heard someone clearing their throat behind us and we stopped laughing and turned to face the person. I looked him up and down.

Uh oh