Hopeless Devotion |Jason McCann Fanfic|

Chapter 6

Ariana's P.O.V.

I stared in to nothing, it had been a week since what happened between me and Jason... Honestly, I was terrified at the time. I didn't sleep all night and I kept getting scared easily by the smallest things. Currently I was okay, I mean I still had what happened, on my mind and the thought that he even knew my name, and threatened me of such a horrible thing, opened my eyes to how dangerous he really was.

As I continued on with my train of thoughts, the sound of the doorbell going off stopped me, I got up and went over to the door before answering it.

I raised my eyebrows as Kayla, Taylor and Nessa walked in, wearing party outfits making me wonder what they were even doing here.

"Er, where are you guys going?" I asked as I shut the door behind me.

"To the club!" Nessa cheered as she dragged me along with her upstairs followed by the rest I frowned.

"And your coming with us" Kayla said as we walked in to my room.

I quickly turned around shaking my head "No way" I stated folding my arms "I'm not in the mood to be clubbing right now guys" I told them, sitting down on my bed.

"Listen, we're not going without you, you've been so quiet and we have seeing you like this, so get your ass up and get ready" Taylor spoke, pulling me up I groaned closing my eyes as they sat me down on my chair in front of the mirror.

"We're waiting" Kayla sang, before they all sat down on my bed, turning my TV on, I sighed shaking my head before I took my makeup out.

I kept my makeup to a minimum, I used foundation and contoured my face but I kept my Eyeshadow a darker shade but not that it stood out a lot. I then pulled my hair out its messy bun and straightened it.

I got up and walked in to my closet, walking past all the casual wear, I went right to the end were I kept my going out clothing, mostly dresses and stuff like that. I chose to wear a black mini bodycon skirt, with a burgundy high neck long sleeved crop top, and I paired that with my black leather peep toe heeled boots.

I left the closet, running my hand through my hair as they looked up at me "You look amazing! Come on let's go!" Taylor gushed as they grabbed my arms and dragged me out of my room, I managed to pick up my phone on the way out before getting downstairs.

"We're leaving now Mrs Cabello!" Kayla called out as I opened the front door. My mom came out and nodded smiling "You girls have fun, but remember, don't take anything from someone else, don't drink, don't talk to anyone you don't want to, actually don't even make eye contact with the" she listed making us laugh.

"Bye mom" I laughed before we left the house and in to the car, I was in kind of a better mood once we got in the car and the girls kept singing.

We drove down to the club before parking and getting out, you could hear the music from here. This was one of the biggest clubs near us and everyone went here, it was probably the best too.

We walked towards the club, but for some reason, I got a bad vibe about it all, especially once we got in, I felt worse. And it wasn't that I was feeling sick or anything, it was just... I couldn't even explain it.

"That guy is staring at me, holy shit he's gorgeous" Nessa gushed as we all looked over at a guy standing with another boy, both staring back at us, they looked like they were foreign or something, but they were really gorgeous, like models or something.

"Let's go" Taylor laughed pulling us upstairs to the VIP section. I looked up from my feet, my eyes immediately gazed over at a certain booth, there sat 5 guys, all sat around the booth laughing at something.

My heart immediately dropped as I realised who they were, who he was.

As the girls stood around, they all giggled at a guy who had walked over and started flirting with all off us, I paid no attention I glanced over at Jason again, seeing them all staring at me, my mouth parted slightly as I almost shook in fear, a smirk crept on to his face as he licked his lips, I quickly looked away.

"You okay?" Taylor whispered leaning closer to me "Yeah" I gave her a small smile, even though it wasn't real.

She nodded before she turned her attention back to the guy who had now called his friends over, "So, do you girls want to dance?" One of then asked, glancing over at me, he gave me a smile revealing his bright white teeth.

"Heck yeah" Nessa cheered, looking back at me as I stood still "Oh come on Ari! Its just some fun" Kayla said to me over the music, I sighed flipping my hair behind my shoulder as I nodded walking along with them as we left the VIP section. Going down the stairs I scanned the crowd as everyone danced against one another swaying to the loud music that beat through the speakers.

I was pulled along down the stairs before my body was being pressed against a guy who I must say, was insanely hot. For a while I danced with him, I loosened up and completely forgot who I had seen before, and just danced.

Stepping away from him, he looked at me confused "I'm gonna just stand to the side... Getting kinda tired of dancing" I told him over the loud music he slowly nodded "I'll come with you" He smiled taking me hand and pushing though the crowd.

We went over to the side were there was less amount of people dancing, and I could actually hear myself think.

"So, how old are you?" He asked staring down at me.

"17... You?" I questioned, staring back at him. He raised his eyebrows, "Guess I'm not the only one underage in this club then," he paused chuckling "I'm 18" he answered and I sighed one relief that he wasn't like, 25 or something even though he didn't look it.

"I actually don't even know your name, I'm Damon by the way" he told me.

"I'm Ariana" I answered tucking my hair behind my ear as be smiled "Pretty name, for a pretty girl" he grinned caressing my cheek I couldn't help but blush, he was actually really nice.

"So do you go to college?" I questioned, I never expected to be starting conversion with someone I met in the club like this.

As he was about to answer, another voice spoke up. Making us both look back, as my eyes widened.