The cast of Harry Potter currently had time off while the fourth movie was in post-production and had decided that someone as lowly as me deserved their precious time off. And when I said the cast I meant the teenage cast, but it was still the entirety of the teenage cast. Everyone from Alfie Enoch to Daniel Radcliffe was there currently at the Ministry of Sound nightclub. Although this place was an over eighteen hangout, I was able to come because Tom was my escort and he was eighteen as of the previous September. Everyone else was actually over the required age or used someone as their escort.
"This place is amazing! Why didn't you guys take me here before?" I asked, grabbing my Diet Coke (yes, I know I'm cool) off the bar top.
"None of us were really eighteen yet so we couldn't come here."
"True, very true. Well, thank God you guys are old!"
"And you're still a baby," Tom joked, grabbing his beer and kissing me before taking a sip. In England, he was past the legal drinking age and could have purchased something for me, but I was sticking to my own American and moral standards of not drinking until I was twenty-one.
"You know, back in America I'm still a minor and I could call this simple gesture rape." I pulled at his thin, black tie while Matt Lewis and Rupert Grint made noises, much like Sam and Harry, in the background.
"I'm assuming you enjoy it since we have gone farther and you never once stopped me." The sly smile on Tom's face made my heart skip. More noises were made in the background.
I made a face at Tom and dropped his tie then looked over at Bonnie and Emma. "Care to dance, ladies?"
They laughed and we walked onto the very crowded dancefloor where everyone was going crazy dancing to a remix of Loose Control by Missy Elliott. We immediately joined in the group, the others watching and laughing by the bar, probably at us. I didn't care. This was my last week in England and all my worries were gone. Christmas had passed and I didn't have to worry about Tom liking his gift anymore because he loved it, there was no school, no drama... life was good and I was going to enjoy it while it lasted.
I suddenly felt someone come up behind me. I understood this was a club and that was going to happen so i would just politely explain to the probably-wasted guy that I was in a very good relationship and he would just have to -
"Rob?"
No one had invited Rob for obvious reasons. Word had spread around the set that he had kissed me and everyone tried to avoid him. I felt bad for him on that account, but in another sense I didn't. Guys don't just go around kissing other people's girlfriends. It ain't right, yo.
"So you do remember me even after all the time back in America!" He hugged me as if nothing had ever happened between us. I glanced over his shoulder and saw Tom watching very curiously.
"Of course! Why would I forget you? It's not like they wipe our brains when we travel between countries."
"I wouldn't know. I've never been out of the country."
"You've never been anywhere?" Bonnie butt in.
Rob shook his head. "My parents were always too busy with work when I was younger, plus they had to deal with my sisters, and now I'm trying to start my acting career here."
"You should try Hollywood sometime," I suggested. "It's really great. That's where I filmed both the shows I was in."
"Maybe I will one day, just not now." Rob looked around and I knew exactly why. "So, where's you're boyfriend? Or did the long distance not work out as planned?"
He sounded too hopeful not to be let down. "He's right over there," I pointed. "I just needed a dancing break with ma girls."
"So that means no boys." Emma sure knew how to be sassy when she wanted to be.
"Man," Rob retorted pointing to himself. "Besides, who knows when I'll get to see McKenzie again... mind if I have this dance?"
I looked back over at Tom. Surely after all this time apart and from the two weeks we had spent together already he knew that I was undoubtedly in love with him. And as long as Rob and I didn't dance provocatively, he would be okay with it.
"Sure, one dance can't hurt." Emma and Bonnie looked at me like I was crazy.
Rob smiled and extended his hand for me to take so he could pull me away from my friends. I gave them reassuring smiles but they still looked wary. After Rob and I were some distance away, I saw them leave the dancefloor over the heads of the masses of people around me. I wasn't so sure about this dance anymore since there was absolutely no way for me to see my other friends... or them to see me.
"Rob, just one dance, got it?"
"Yeah, yeah. So are you excited to be back?"
"Yeah, I missed England. I'm actually thinking about attending school year next fall for college. I ended up getting accepted by University College London, Oxford, and Cambridge."
"Then we could see each other more often. And you would be attending one of the top universities in the whole country."
"I know! I was so surprised when I actually got accepted to them!"
"You're smart, McKenzie, which brings me to my next point: why are you still with Tom?"
"Rob..." I drawled, rolling my eyes.
"I'm serious. How long do you honestly think this will last? You two never see each other!"
"And if we started to date we would? You just told me you haven't even been to America! At least Tom has done that!"
"Did he visit while he was there, though?"
"He hasn't gone lately. He hasn't told me he has anyway."
"How often do you two actually talk? It must cost a great deal of money. Do you think he really tells you anything? You two are an ocean apart and can only see each other twice a year, but even that is giving you two generous time."
"We talk a lot..." That was a lie. My parents restricted my talking time with Tom on the phone because of the cost and he was absolutely horrid at answering emails.
"Convincing. Don't kid yourself, McKenzie. You're relationship is dwindling."
I tried to look back at Tom and the other but they weren't anywhere in sight. It was just me and Rob surrounded by a bunch of strangers. I looked back at him, directly in the eyes, and he mimicked me. Without a true sense of mind, I found myself leaning toward him and he toward me. Ours lips met for a second time but this time I couldn't help but kiss back. I wrapped my arms around his neck and intertwined my fingers in his messy, brown hair. I don't know why, but this kiss felt like magic. Maybe because it was something different, I don't know. All I know was that I liked it, not matter how wrong I knew it was way deep down... way, way deep down at this point.
Rob and I pulled away from each other and rested our foreheads together. His smile was bigger than mine, but they were both there.
"Now was that so bad?" He whispered.
I opened my mouth to reply but just so happened to glance past Rob to find Tom standing there. I pushed Rob away instantly, realizing what I had done.
"I came to see what was taking so long," he explained sounding very dissapointed.
"Tom -"
I quickly walked over to him but he pushed me away once I reached him. My stomach did a flip and felt like it suddenly shrunk. Now I realized what I had done, but it was too late.
"Why do I always date the girls that end up getting with other men? And even worse, why do I always end up falling in love with them?"
Tom walked away from Rob and I. Normally, I would have chased after him, but I was frozen with shock and I doubted that he wanted to talk to me anyway. Everything was ruined in one moment.
