Music For Roses // Rosekiller FameAu

The dancing queen

Walking out of the car, Evan put his hand out for Pandora to help her get out. They walked together to the club's entrance. "Evy?" "Yeah?" "Are you going to be okay?" She knew he was nervous. Evan isn't really the most social person; yeah, he likes having friends, but having to be the one to start the conversations isn't his strong suit. "I'll be fine, Panda, a few drinks, and I'll be a social little butterfly," he replies sarcastically. "I like butterflies." "I know, come on, let's go." After giving their IDs to the security, they walk into the club. Evan takes off his jacket and holds it in his arms as he walks, Pandora trailing behind him, he walks deeper into the club with his eyes trailing his surroundings, the club is dimly lit, with vibrant lights along the full dance floor, music blasting in the background, it seems like an expensive club reserved only for slightly high profiled people, there were two bars on opposite sides of the club, there was also some stairs that lead up into what looked like a V.I.P or some kind of restricted section guests were not allowed in, Evan's eyes moved away and back to the bar, seeing a familiar small patch of green hair and matching green eyes, the silhouette of a man smiling, his pace quickening slightly as he walks towards him, he looks him over the closer he gets, Evan feels underdressed as he sees what Barty's wearing. "There you are, mate," the words leave Barty's mouth as soon as Evan sits down on the stool next to him. "Sorry, I took a while." "It's alright, looking good." He glances as Barty eyes him up and down. "I could say the same about you; you look hot. If I say so myself." He sends a playful wink in Barty's direction; his eyes keep getting drawn to his features, his outfit, just him.

After a few glasses of old-fashioned whiskey, it's easy to say Evan has gotten lighter and more relaxed; he's laughing with Barty as they walk towards the group. Pandora can be seen mingling around them already, giggling with a drink in her hand as she spoke to the band, Barty put his hand on Evan's shoulder as the two walked towards them. "The life of the party is here," announced the dark brown-haired guy as they reached the group. "Isn't that Sirius?" "Fine, the second life of the party; where even is Sirius?" "Dance floor, looking for his next victim," points out Lily, who has her arm around Pandora's waist. Evan looks over at the dance floor looking for Sirius, and there he was in a crop top and low pants, his tattoos on display while grinding on a guy, his body swaying with the upbeat music, especially his hips. "How many drinks has he had?" Asks Evan as he looks back at the group in front of him "Fuck if I know", replied Dorcas before taking a sip from her glass, Evan looks at Pandora, who had let out a little giggle, "We should dance, all of us!" Before even waiting for a response, Pandora grabs Lily's left hand and dragged her to the dance floor along with Mary; however, Lily quickly downed her drink and set the glass on a nearby table, Alice and Frank following them in accompanying Marlene, who's very obviously forcing Dorcas to come dance too. Barty looks over at Evan with a smirk "Oh no, I'm not the dancing type." "Come on, Evan." "No." "Come on, Mate." "Fine, fucking Christ." and with that, Evan and Barty are heading to the big wave of people dancing, Evan listened closely to the music, finding a rhythm and moving to it; he wasn't the best dancer but he wasn't bad either, Evan could feel Barty's eyes on him as he was moving in motion with the music, the melody running through his entire body. He looked up at Barty, watching him as he effortlessly moved, his hair moving and swaying as was his body; it was like he was made for clubbing, for getting drunk, for hookups. For all of this—this lifestyle.

Evan didn't know how long it's been since he's been on the colorful floor; without even realizing, Evan gets lost in the crowd. The more he looks around, the more he sees less of his group of friends. He thought he saw Marlene, but it was simply a girl with straight blonde hair. He kept looking and looking only to be met with nothing, until he suddenly felt a pair of hands on his waist. Quickly turning around, he was surprised to find Frank. "Where were you? We've all been looking for you, mate." He was relieved to find out that it had been one of his new friends and not a stranger. "Sorry, I got a little lost." "It's alright, come on, the rest are over there." Frank moves his grip from Evans waist to his arm as he guides him out of the big hoard of people dancing, off to a slightly large table surrounded by couches off in the corner where everyone was sitting around. He felt Frank let go of his arm as they both approached the table. Within minutes, Pandora was up from her seat and striding her way over to Evan. "Where the fuck were you?!" "I lost track of-" "I've been looking for you for ages!" "Pan-" "Why weren't you answering your phone? I was worn out." Evan grabbed a hold of Pandora's arms. "Panda! I'm alright, I'm here, I'm fine; nothing happened; I was gone for like an hour." He was using a soft tone, he knew how Pandora can sometimes get into an overthinking mindset, he made sure she was alright and sat her down, then sat down next to her. The group later decided to get some shots of Tequila as it was the only thing everyone agreed too, altering ordering, Everyone took a shot cup; they cheered, clinking their cups together and downing the drink, Evan could feel the heat of the strong drink running down his throat and towards his chest, continuing its journey South.