Martin Garrix Imagines

When I met you in Ibiza Pt.3

A/N: Strong language included. The story is only fiction. I really respect Martin's private life and I also only wish him the best.  <3

Martin's POV:
"Thank you Ibizaaaa!!! See you next week.", I yell, the crowd cheers in response.
Tonight was great. I played "Bouncy Bob" for the first time, the people danced happily to the new beat along. Thankfully they liked it.
After a while the venue is almost empty.
With a towel around my neck I walk downstairs, seeing the dancers waiting for me to take a picture.

Green eyes look at me, it's her.
What's her name again?
Lu...Luana, that's it.
A smile occurs on her pink lips, I smile back. "Yooo girls. Thanks for the great show.", I say approaching them.
"You are welcome.", some of them say chuckling.
"Miguel, please take a picture of us.", one of the girls says handing a man her mobile phone. I stand in the middle, to my left side a hot blonde girl and to my right a black haired girl. I wrap my hands around their thin bodies and smile.

"Smile.", the man says and the girls begin to laugh.
"Is this okay?", he asks showing us the picture.
"Yes, great. Thank you Miguel.", the blonde girl answers.
"So tonight we have a party in the Ushuaïa Tower, you are all invited.", I announce earning applause from the girls.

"Come Martijn, we have to go.", I hear Watse saying.
"Okay, see you girls.", I walk over to Watse, who welcomes me with a hug.
"Man, amazing show!"
"Thanks man."
As we walk to our dressing room, I realize that something's strange.
"Watse, where's Sonja?", I ask, when I realize the difference.
"Don't worry, she's already in the dressing room."

As I open the door to our room, Sonja immediately runs to me and pulls me in a hug. "Baby, the show was so amazing.", she says with a smile on her face.
"I am glad you liked it.", I tell her and softly kiss her lips, smelling the taste of alcohol. "Did you drink something?", I question her raising an eyebrow.
"Just two shots.", she smirks.
"Yeah two shots, I see.", I tease her and pull her in a tight hug.
"Eeeew you're sweaty.", she says disgusted and pulls out of our hug.
"Ohhh sorry, I was just playing for two hours."
"Change your shirt and I'll be happy.", she answers laughing.

It's 1 AM, we just arrived at the party.
Loud music is playing and people are dancing everywhere you look at.
"Hey Martijn.", it's Louis getting closer to me and Sonja.
"Louis, where have you been the whole time?", I ask him giving him a hug.
"I was in my room looking at the pictures." "Let's get something to drink.", I suggest.

While we make our way through the crowded room to the bar I hold Sonja's hand, in order not to lose her.
We sit down and continue talking about random stuff. After some time we get our Belvedere bottle and some red bulls. Only when we want to open the bottle, Watse and Emilio join us.

The night is great so far, I am surrounded with the people I like and the atmosphere is great. "Let's drink to this amazing night.", Watse says raising his glass.
"Cheers.", we all say at the same time.
I gulp the liquid, that makes my throat burn in this amazing way.
The night can just get better.

2:15AM
"Martiiiijjjn, do you have cigarettes?", Emilio sings leaning on my shoulders.
"No man, you know that I don't smoke." "Dude. I need some now."
"Let's go to Louis, maybe he has some.", Watse tells us and drinks the Hennessy bottle up.

Gradually we all separated. Sonja left with her friend Mariana, she said they would go dancing. Justin, Watse and I went to the balcony, drinking Hennessy.
"Let's find him.", Emilio tells me and leaves the balcony. Watse and I follow him and enter the room, which is filled with smoke.
It's incredibly hot inside.