Downey and Dirty

Chapter 9

Alex's outfit at the club^

Alex's P.O.V

Tonight's the night that I'm going out with Andrea and them. I haven't been clubbing for like five months and I honestly just need to have a night where I can let everything go and just party.

I heard a knock at the door and ran and opened it to find Tyler waiting for me.

"I thought Andrea was gonna pick me up..." I whispered, dissapointed.

"She's in the car. But let's go, I just wanna get to the club and fucking shit faced!" he says a little too loud.

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When we got to the club, the first thing we did was get a drink. I get a green apple Redds beer, my favorite. After a couple beers I started to feel the buzz.

"Andrea, we have to dance!" I screamed over the music.

"Fine!" she said as I lead her to the dance floor. My favorite song came on, Earned it by The Weekend.

Some guy came and asked Andrea to dance and she left me, bitch. I continued dancing alone, probably looking like an idiot, but fuck it,  I was feeling it. I felt a pair of large hands grab my waste. I turned my head to see who it was, and it was Mr Downey, well Robert.

"Oh my God! What are you doing hear?" I said turning around and rapping my arms around his neck, starting to dance on him.

"I should be asking you that, your underage." he whispered in my ear.

"I know but I don't care about that, I just wanted to get drunk and let everything go for a night." I said.

He put his hands on my hips, moving them along with the beat and said, "Well, you look pretty hot in this dress."

"I know I do," I told him, smirking.

We continued dancing, dirty dancing actually. I kept grinding on him, but he kept telling me to stop because he was getting turned on.

"I'm thirsty!" I whined.

"Do you want a drink?" he asked me.

"Well duh!" we walked over to the bar, getting a couple shots of tequila.

"Hey, your not supposed to drink, Mr Downey!" I said leaning into him.

"I'm already drunk, and your not supposed to drink either, your the one that's underage." he told me

"Oh well!" I said shrugging it off.

Andrea ran up to me saying we needed to go, I started whining, not wanting to leave yet.

"Too bad," she told me. "OMG, Mr Downey?"

"Yeah, doesn't he look fucking hot!?" I said.

"Dude, Ew. No. He's our principal!" she said hitting my arm with her bag.

"Ugh, whatever. I think he's so hot." I said turning around kissing his cheek and grabbing Andrea hands, running away from Robert like a little girl that has a crush on him.

When I got home I went and laid down. I was so exhausted from all that dancing. I fell asleep so when my head hit the pillow, I didn't even change.