Good Enough {Jordan Witzigreuter FanFiction}

Chapter 3

Addison's POV

We walked into the venue and it a posh club. I was getting more and more anxious by the minute, Jordan noticed and grabbed my hand. We walked towards the bar and got a drink.

'Soo' Jordan said

'Sooooo' I replied, feeling awkward because I hardly knew any of these people. We didn't say anything and just laughed at eachother being stupid.

'Fuck It, im gonna get drunk' I said ordering a shot for both of us.

'Whoa, calm it' Jordan said taking my cocktail from my hand about 20 minutes later.

'Why? I just wanna drown my problems' I said

'Nope, you'll regret it. Trust me' He said putting his arms round me and dragging me away from the bar and to the dancefloor. By now I was feeling a bit tipsy and I started dancing on my own. My mind was going crazy, I couldn't stop staring at Jordan, to be honest I was probably the alcohol but I couldn't keep my eyes off him.

'Jordie, come danceee' I said slurring my words.

'I like that nickname' He said grabbing my hands as we jumped to the music.

'Well, Jorrddieeeeee. You're my bestfriend' I said

'You are really Addi, and I'm sure you mean it' He said with a small laugh

'I do mean it,' I told him

'Okay then' He said as we carried on dancing.

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We were now sat in the outside seating area even though it was freezing outside.

'Addison, you do know I am going back to the US in a few weeks?' Jordan said

'I know, but we can hang out everyday until you leave?' I asked

'Most days because we have shows some days but how about you be my personal tour guide' He said smirking.

'I guess, I've lived in London my whole life so I don't really think of it as a tourist place' I said

'Okay, well take me to your favorite places then' He said getting closer to me.

'What's the time?' I asked him

'Shit it's like 3am, there isn't gonna be any taxi's this late' He said

'I could get Ricky to pick us up?' I suggested

'Won't he be asleep?' He replied

'True dat, let's just walk back to your hotel?' I suggested

'It's  like 15 blocks away and like 5 degrees. You can crash in my hotel room if you want' Jordan said looking at me weirdly.

'Yeah but us brits are used to the cold mate' I said to him

'Okay mate' He said trying to do a british accent

'Stick to your American accent Jordie' I said as we left the party and started walking down the street.

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'Ugh why did I suggest walking, I've got heels on' I said not even halfway back to Jordan's hotel.

'Get on my back' He said

'You won't be able to carry me that far' I said 

' I will look at these muscles' He said flexing his arms and I playfully pushed him. I jumped on Jordan's back and he carried me for awhile.

'I'm sorry for being heavy' I said laughing.

'You're not that heavy it's just I'm not very strong' He said as I got down.