In the Moshpit - Joost Klein

21.

We had been waiting for about an hour or so. It was expected but we managed to get in there by 10 pm. When it came to partying in Berghain you had to go earlier or else you would probably wait up to six hours. I had been to the club a few times before and always had a blast.

It was the place to dance to hardcore techno. I already knew that Joost would be into this kind of stuff considering the sushi place he took me to in Amsterdam. Berghain would be nothing compared to that club or restaurant or whatever you could call it.

After we had given off our jackets we made our way towards the center of the dance floor. Joost grabbed my hand and pulled me towards him. Jan and Bojan got closer to us as we all started jumping to the music. It was loud yet it filled up the room so well.

The hard bass in my eardrum got louder and louder as the stroking lights got flashier. I felt like I was blinking extremely fast as the lights kept on shutting off every half second. I jumped up and down fearing my life every time my heels hit the floor and was about to snap my ankles in half. Yet that was the least of my worries as the music sped up.

The beat went faster and so did Joost. He bit his tongue while it was halfway out of his mouth. He started doing these thrusting movements to the music while we all tried to follow him. No one could keep up with him. He was clearly very trained with that move...

Suddenly the music changed, and a figure came up on the dj podium. "IS THAT FUCKING PEGGY GOU!" I yelled while pointing.

Everyone screamed as the song '(It goes like) Nanana' came on. I made eye contact with Joost, and he turned me around, so my back was close to his stomach. As the music got groovier, he placed his hands on my hips and moved them along his movements.

I felt him move my body to the rhythm as I leaned my head back against his shoulder. I felt like I was high on something, yet I hadn't even consumed alcohol tonight. Everything from his gentle touch on my hips to the music to the atmosphere felt like a drug to me.

The verse came on and Joost and I both started singing "nananana...." as we sped up the movements. I was smiling so hard from just dancing with Joost, it felt so natural, and his hands fitted perfectly on my hips. His fingertips contacted my skin under my shirt. I felt too good to stop it and to be frankly honest then I wanted his hands on my skin, not just the fingertips.

His fingertips pulled my hips closer to him. My hands started roaming around my own body as I gave into the music. I felt free and unjudged in Berghain so I gave into my lusts. I moved like I had never done before. My hips were swinging from side to side as my hands went to my hair.

"You look so good" Joost's hot breath was felt on my neck. Everything was getting hotter and hotter in this club but that was probably the hottest part of it.

I smiled knowing that I felt good too. I was living life to the fullest on that dance floor as every worry I ever had disappeared. There was truly nothing that could ruin this night.

Jan and Bojan were thriving too. I had never seen people move so freely without a care in the world. That was the general thing in this club, no one was judged so everyone just let loose.

After a good hour, we decided to head to the panorama bar upstairs. It was more chill, and you could have an actual conversation up there while music still played in the background.

We had found a booth that was free that I sat at with Jan while the others got drinks for us. "What do you think of the place?" I asked Jan.

The booth was round so we would all be able to sit up against each other with the table in the middle. The bar was located a few meters away from the table, but you had a clear vision of what was happening up there.