It's 8pm and guess what I'm infront of the club. Do I want to be here? Hell nah. Am I here? Yes, sadly. Did I get forced to be here? Yeah
After our phone call Lisa did not stop to spam me with messages until I finally agreed to come here.
I'm wearing a black dress that goes till my knees I know that if I wear anything longer than that I'll get disappointed looks from Lisa.
I enter the club and the first thing I hear is the blasting music and people screaming to each other. I look around searching for my best friend. There is light smoke coming out of smoke machines which make it hard to see there are also laser and a lot of flashing lights that also make it hard to see.
I spot her dancing with a guy, deciding not to disturb her I walk to the bar which is decorated with neon LEDs. I sit on a bar stool and order a drink, I decide to go for a cocktail as I'm not craving something strong.
I look around and see that in the distance there is a group of men, around 20 years old talking to each other. One of the guys looks up and damn, he's fine. He has Black hair, ocean blue eyes and the most perfect looking face, and then he winks at me and smiles before looking back to this friends. And you know what? I caught myself blushing. Get yourself together Isabella.
The bartender clears his throat which snaps me back out of my trance and gives me the drink. I take a sip of my drink and look around for Lisa and I see her talking to a guy.
"Hey," a deep voice says beside me. I turn to see it's him—the guy from the group.
"Hey," I reply, feeling the blush return.
"What's your name?" he asks, genuinely curious.
"Isabella York. And you?"
"A beautiful name for a beautiful woman. I'm Luis Fort." He extends his hand, and I shake it. "Nice to meet you, Luis."
He smiles, and it's easily the most captivating smile I've ever seen.
"So, how old are you?" I ask.
"I'm 19. And you?"
"Same. Well, I'll be 19 next month."
He nods. "Would you like another drink?"
"Oh no, thank you. But feel free to get one."
"I don't drink alcohol," he says.
"Oh, why not?"
He hesitates for a moment,"It doesn't mix well with my job."
I nod, respecting his privacy. I glance back to the dance floor where Lisa was, but she's no longer there.
"Uhm, it was really nice meeting you, but I need to find my friend."
"No worries," he says, sounding a bit disappointed as I stand up.
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Nah I don't know what this is it got kinda cringe towards the end bc I didn't knew how to write a conversation.
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Teen Fiction❗️THIS IS *NOT* A FANFIC❗️ Isabella York is your typical 19 year old girl,she just finished school and is looking for a job, as things get a little complicated she decides to listen to her best friend and go to this exclusive club, never did she kne...
