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"You're not what I thought you were." She look...
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Y / N 'S P O V
When I said that I needed time, I had decided to live a bit and my definition of it was to be a bit reckless. However, my friends were mad at me, especially Sakura. So I was ready to do anything to make it up to her.
But clubbing was not on my list.
I can feel the sweat trickling down on the back of my neck. The strands of my hair stick to my skin, skimming over my shimmery dress. We are standing or dancing on the stage. Sakura is in full swing, her hips swaying, a drunk in her hand and she is drunk more on the feeling than the amber drink sparkling in her hand.
I try to move and succeed at it as I plaster a smile on my face and sway my hips through the music. Gladly, it was chase Atlantic and so I let myself think about the music instead of everything else.
I still feel my legs shaking, hands trembling and anxiety crawling on my skin like a poisonous spider. I shut my eyes, trying to ignore the voices in my head that got louder despite the high music roaring through the walls of the club and it vibrated through my body, making a buzz in my ear.
"This is what having fun looks like!' Sakura yells out, opening her arms. I wish I were as free as her but then again, we are different and not everyone can have everything in the world. That's just how living works.
You can't have everything.
I twist my lips, nod my head and attempt a smile at her. Dahyun sighs, heavily as she pulls her phone out of her purse. "It's my mom. I gotta take this one." She informs and I unintentionally try to peek inside her phone but she hides it away and then walks out. I look around the place, letting my leg bounce on the stage, not really putting much effort into it.
"I think it's enough." I muttered, and Sakura heard it. "We are just getting started babe!" She exclaims, holding my hands up as she makes me dance with her. I can't help the chuckle that erupts from my mouth at her silly actions. Dahyun and Sakura tried so hard to make me spill the truth and I almost did it but thankfully, I succeeded and covered it all up.
I knew that hiding things from them was horrible but I couldn't help it.
"Come on, y/n!" Sakura's high pitched voice yanks me back from my trance as I blink my eyes. "You gotta stop drinking." I try not to grimace at the smell of alcohol that's all roaming in the air. For someone, who loved escaping in the crowds, I was not a fan of clubs. Clubbing was not my scene but I occasionally did it.
For the sake of it.
A few minutes later, Dahyun comes back and I sigh out in relief until she speaks. "I gotta go. Mom's calling me for some work." My eyes widened at her words. "At this hour?" I asked and she nodded her head. "Yeah. Really weird but it is what it is." Dahyun said as she shrugged her shoulders. "Come on! We were just having fun." Sakura let out a whine.
