We get to the mall, and literally, I want to leave already. Harper's as* is just picking out clothes like a mad woman.
"Xan! Come here I have found the cutest thing EVER!"
Oh please help me, this girl is going to kill me.
"What could you possibly have found here?" As I get closer to her I notice, she's holding a black skirt that looks like it would be skin tight!
"Who's that for?" I ask wide-eyed
"You b*tch, now go try it on!"
"I am n-"
"Get your as* in that fitting room to try that skirt on, NOW!" I flinch at her last word and rush to the fitting room.
After I manage to get the skirt on, I turn and look at myself in it.
DAT AS*! It slims me out and I'm already getting ideas on how to dress it up.
"Come out, I want to see the woman!" Harper yells.
I walk out of the room.
"Ah! I love it! Look at that as*!" Harper yells. I blush
"Shh, keep it down, jeez Harper." I can't believe how loud this girl could get.
"You look so cute, you have to buy that." She gushes.
"I am going to buy it, chill. Sh*t you're worse than my mother when she gets a new pair of shoes." Not true but I won't tell her that.
We leave the mall after Harper decides she's just going to wear what she already has.
"Okay I'll do your hair, you can do your own makeup. I'm just so excited about this." She looks like she's going to cry.
Please don't.
"Okay lady, let's just get ready." I laugh and leave to go to the shower.
I get out of the bath, do my hygiene thing and I pick out a black tank with my black blazer, my gold skirt, and my black heels to match. I flat iron my hair and do a Smokey eye and nude lips.
I turn to look at Harper and she is wearing a body-con black dress that stops right above her ass and her red heels. She curled her hair and she had a red lip. We look good.
"Where is this place anyway?" I'm now just noticing I have no idea where we're going.
"It's in The Lounge" Harper replies.
"The Lounge? You can't be serious." You have to be 21 to get in there.
"We have connections just drive, girl." We get there and Harper walks straight up to the bouncer, they weren't even talking for that long she plants a kiss on his cheek and turns to me gesturing me to come.
We walk in the club and all I can smell is sweet, alcohol and desperate men. The music's loud and the place is crowded so I hold onto Harper to keep from getting lost in the sea of people.
We stop by the bar. "Can I get two dirty martinis?" she smiles at the bartender. "Coming right up miss," he says back winking at her. "Loosen up a bit Xan, have some fun." She says while she grabs our drinks from the bartender. She hands me mine and we walk towards the dance floor.
"Let's go to the VIP section," Harper suggests I just nod and follow her lead. "We're here with Tristan Kane," Harper says putting her hands on her hips. The bouncer steps aside and opens the ropes.
"Harper. I have to pee" I lie, I'm just really nervous.
"No you don't, stop being a p*ssy." Sometimes this girl can be so insensitive.
The closer we get to the couches the clearer I can see, him. He hasn't changed at all. The same charming smile and memorizing eyes.
Tristan Kane, just as I remember him.
"Hey, Tris. How ya been?" Harper asks. He smirks "I've been just fine, Harper how you been?"
"Ya know f*ckin sh*t up and hanging with my girl." She says gesturing to me. "You remember Xander?"
He looks over meat, and my legs turn to jelly. He stands and walks over to me.
"I definitely do, how have you been Xanny?" Xanny? Really?
"I've b -been well, ya know, living life and stuff." Smooth.
He chuckles "Still as awkward as I remember you. I see some things haven't changed." he says.
"I'm mean, we've gotten older, ya know?" Stop talking. He chuckles again, okay is that all he does damn it?
"You want a drink? I promise I won't drug you." He asks
"Sure, I'd like another drink."
He walks over to the bar and is back by my side."That's better, you want to dance?"
"I don't know... not really-" I can't even finish my sentence before he's pulled me on to the dance floor.
"Come on miss thing, let's dance!" He yells over the crowd. Why the hell not. He takes my hand again and we make our way to the dance floor. He pulls me close to him as the song blasts through the club.
His front is to my back, and the song goes from fast-paced to some slow jam, Trey Songs Slow Motion.
He starts grinding on my ass, saves me, Jesus. "You don't have to be shy with me" he whispers in my ear.
"I'm not shy, I just don't know you that well," I say
"We went to school together for 6 years I'd like to think you know a little something about me. I know a little something about you." I turn to face him
"And what do you know Tristan?"
"I know that your mother is a lawyer, your dad's a doctor, you want to be a nurse and your brothers a senior in high school." Okay is he stalking me?
"No, I'm not stalking you, I just pick up on things as time goes by". We slow dance "You're so beautiful"
I blush at his comment. Maybe this night won't be so bad after all.
Later That Night
"You should text me sometime," Tristan says looking directly into my eyes
"Y-Yeah I'd like that". He puts his number in my phone under Tris. I smile at my phone stupidly for 5 seconds.
"Don't delete my number, I really do want to hear from you Xanny" he kisses my cheek
"I-I-I will text you, I promise you that, I will sir..." what the fuck, sir?
He laughs and walks back to his car
"Just great Xander, be a f*cking weirdo"
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