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My body was on fire. The tips of my fingers were tingling with tremendious force of excitement. The tie around my neck was like a leash, containing me from my excitement. But was it really excitement that was caused my body to be on fire? Or was it the nervousness that the tie around my neck was keeping in control?

I was nervous.

My sweaty palms rubbed against eachother, creating more sweat. Quite hastely, I pulled on the tie to loosen it. My breathing softend a little as no longer caged. I brushed the unexisting dirt off of my suit and headed out to my limo. The butler ran to my side of the door and opened it for me to enter. I slightly nodded to him, thanking him. My lips were frowing the whole way to the club.

The signals were so bipolar, I though. They would usuallly never turn red when I am this close to the club. A refill of relief I drank to calm me down a little, and oh dear god it worked. The limo took a sudden stop but it barely affected the back seats I looked out the winow to see that another car was cutting into front of us. Another Limo. After a few minutes of trafic, we were driving at a constant speed. The Limo passed ours. Who in the world would have a limo, beside me, in this town? I thought. Clearly this man needed to learn that I am the richest one can get at age 23. I typed on a display next to the window to reach butler.

Speed up. Beat him to the bar.

I instantly felt my car speed up. I smiled instinctively. Best Butler Ever. We caught up to the limo that was apprantly trying to beat Harry Styles. I smirked as we passed it effortlessly. After a few minutes, we came to an expected halt. I got out of the car without the help of my butler, not because he was useless, which he wasn't, but because I wanted to get to the bar early. Butler moved the Limo out if the way so other cars could have access to the entrance of the club. The taps of my feet echoed slightly as I walked towards the enterence.

It has been months since I've had a day off, I thought. Might as well have a little bit of fun. When I stepped inside, the air conditioner greeted me with open arms. My eyes closed, my breath slowed, and my arms were spread out. This is where I belonged.

The strong smell made me feel week at my head. I took a seat at an empty couch located near the window. My hands travled down my back spine, into my buttpocket. I pulled my phone out to call Louis.

The leather couch beside me sunk a few inches, and my eyes travled up the slim legs to a lady's face. It was her: Sherrin. She sat beside me with a large sweet smile plastred across her face. I stood up, canceling louis' call, and she followed my motions. My mouth was hung open as I looked at the most perfect thing I had ever seen. It was so curvy, fresh, and simply pure. Her eyes held blinding innocence. She was an angel.

With my mouth still open, I pointed at her. "You," I said. "You are officially my woman crush Wednusday." She giggled like a luscious goddess. Her white teeth blinded me. I spread my arms to welcome her to my 'base'. She accepted my hug with another short giggle. I was so delighted.

I took her hand gentally and walked to one of the tall tables. Her black dress' pattern matched my tie. I loved it. Her features were bold, but comforting. With her eyebrows on 'fleek', she scrunched up her face to the abnoxiously loud spreaker that stood behind us.

"I understand that this is not a proper place for out first meeting. But please, let me make it up to you later this week." I spoke with nervousness. She smiled with a visible frown.

"It's no problem at all, Mr. Styles."

Her voice was rough, grouchy like mine. It raised all the tiny hairs along my skin. This feeling, I wanted more than alcohol.

Speaking of alcohol, I made a noise with my thumb and middle finger to get a waiter's attention. A waiter stopped by to get our orders.

The room started to fill up with more and more adults. I finally found Lou and some bodyguards that I had ordered.

"I want you to meet a friend of mine." I said, softly across the table as she drank her drink very slowly. She nodded her head twice before we headead towards Lou. Lou was all the way across the room. I held Sherrin's hand as we walked passed the sweaty and disgusting dancers. I heard a loud crash of and a woman screaming behind me. Sherrin pulled her hand out of mine and stopped to listen to the women complain.

Sherrin had spilled her wine and dropped her glass on the dance floor. I watched her, biting her tounge as if she was in trouble.

"This dress costed thousands of dollars! Ew. I am going to rip your head off, just gimme a second." The woman was taking off her shoes, getting ready to murder my date. Hell no, I thought. I grabbed her hand once again and pulled her towards me. I looked down at her to see that she was wearing sneakers instead of highheels. She knew what I was up to. She smiled at me one more time before we dashed out of the club, running faster than our Limos.

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