Reach For The Stars (Dallas Liu & Ian Ousley)

6

Star's POV

We arrived at first party and saw the flashing cameras outside. As soon as we stepped out the car we were blinded by the lights. Immediately we were escorted in and taken to a VIP section. The music was booming and I could feel every beat inside my body. Immediately the drinks and appetizers started flushing in. This party is hosted by Timothee Chamalet celebrating his new movie. His sponsors for the party provided us our table for tonight.

Although I should be used to huge crowds of peoples and events, parties was something I was not used to. I wasn't in the club scene and I avoided these parties like the plague. If I was forced to come I would stay for max half an hour and then leave.

"Is that Zendaya and Tom Holland?!" Ian gushes.

Ian was mesmerized by the whole thing.

"So should we leave after an hour?" I ask grabbing a shot in front of me.

"You want to leave so soon?! We are surrounded by icons right now." Ian says in shock.

"This is not really my thing." I admit.

Dallas scoots closer to me and leans into me, "Hey, you have us here tonight so let's just try to have some fun. If you feel uncomfortable we'll leave, okay? You just tell us." He comforts me.

I chug the shot and nod at him.

He's always so sweet.

"Well, knock yourself out Ian." I laugh as another shot gets poured into my cup. "Hey, I really appreciate your help but I think we got it from here." I let the server know.

She nods and heads off.

"Come on Dallas, take a shot with us."

"Okay but I'm not drinking a lot." Dallas says.

"Yeah me neither." Both Ian and I say in unison.

An hour into the party Ian and I were drunk and killing it on the dance floor. Ian was having the time of his life and I just couldn't help but laugh at his quirkiness.

The music of Rihanna bounced off the walls and we were completely lost in the music. Dallas needed a break and went back to the booth. Before I knew it I completely lost Ian, I found myself on the dance floor by myself with bodies bumping into me. I grew anxious but spotted Dallas sitting on his phone from a distance.

I made me way out the crowd and plopped myself next to him.

"How's it going popstar?" He looks up from his phone and faces me.

"I-I lost Ian." I say as my world felt dizzy.

"Well, I didn't. He's over there." Dallas points.

I tried focusing as much as I could to make out his figure. Indeed there he was, dancing by himself to Bitch Better Have My Money.

Both Dallas and I laugh.

"Here drink some water." He hands me a glass of water.

"Thank you." I drink a well needed amount.

"Are you okay?" He asks putting a strand of my hair behind my ear.

"Better than ever." I purse my lips.

Dallas laughs and says, "You're so drunk."

"What no." I slightly shove his shoulder. "What are you doing sitting down?! Come dance with me." I grab his hand.

"You have your dance partner out there." He says referring to Ian.

"I think Ian is preferring a solo right now." I lift my brow. "Pleaseeee come." I say pulling him out the booth.