Chapter 11 :
I hug onto my best friend like she was the last person on earth at the moment. I needed her words to make me feel better about the situation.
"I don't understand guys". I tell her sniffing softly into her pink shirt.
"Now you see why I'm single". She replies rubbing up and down my back.
"I thought you said you just wanted to be a nun and go into church". I pull away from her.
"Oh that, well that too". She gives me a shy smile.
I had never seen my best friend as a church person. Parties were usually her thing. When she felt down, a party would always cheer her up.
"I hate this feeling Carly, like I been let down or something". I explain to her, my voice was breaking.
"You know what you need?".
"What?".
"A party, duh!".
Told you .
I stand and shake my head. I grab a water bottle out the fridge and take a long sip. It wasn't that I wasn't in a party mood.
Okay, I lied, I'm not in a party mood. All I want to do is lay in bed and sleep so that every time I close my eyes, Cameron would appear.
"Carly, I rather stay in bed". I tell her chugging down the rest of the water.
With a smile she gets up and pulls me towards my room. She jumps on my bed and gestures her hands towards my over packed closet.
"No".
"Yes".
I sigh and turn toward my closet .
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The club was blasting loud music when we arrived.
Why was I thinking of something calmer?, like we could of sit down for tea or something.
"Go work your magic on the dance floor". Carly yells over the music.
I pull onto her arm so that she was on the dance floor with me. Bodies were bumping against each other. I finally found a spot in the middle of the dance floor and start to move my hips to the beat of the song.
I smile and see that Carly was doing her signature 'I'm single' dance. We laugh and went wild.
I whine to the beat of the song until my body softly lands on the floor. I fix myself in a lap dance giving position and begin to grind against the floor. My dress was short, but not enough to uncover I was only wearing thongs.
Carly pulls me up laughing. Throwing her arms around my shoulder and pecks my lip. She pulls me into a warm hug.
"I told you this would be fun but noo". She says sarcastically.
"I'm sort of becoming wrong a little too much now a days". I reply to her.
"And I love it". Was her response.
Two warm hands greeted me around my waist. I was slowly being pulled away from Carly. She smiles and grabs the nearest guy to her, dancing seductively with him.
"What are you doing?". I ask my capture as I turn around to face him.
He was very handsome. He had black jet hair that was messy, a build body with pearl white teeth. His grey eyes sparkled for a second. He seems to be around 6 feet tall since I had to look up.
"Dancing". He replies.
A strong grip on my waist sends me flying towards his hard chest. He grinds his waist against me. Wrapping my arms around him I sway my hips to the music.
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