Chapter 4

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"It's really loud in here!" I scream leaning towards Harry's ear. They're playing some kind of song that sounds like Ke$ha. I look over to the left corner of the club where it says VIP, it has a littlie semi circle red couch and  a bunch of nicely dressed people sitting around sharing martinis and cocktails, then the right corner has the DJ. The rest of the club seems to be for us to party!

"I know! Do you want a drink?!" Harry asks pointing towards the bar. There are two ladies who looked about our age sitting there talking to each other and flirting with the bartender. Harry and I walked to the bar and Harry slapped down some money, "A Kiss On The Lips  for two please," he demanded.

"Coming right up," the guy said starting to make the drink. I decided to take a look at the girls while Harry was focused on the drink, They both had on airy green dresses that came down to their ankle almost and they both had on some very high heels, also green, but one girl had dark brown hair with caramel eyes that had a hint of green in them while the other had nice blonde hair with baby blue eyes. The one with dark hair caught me staring at her, she chuckled to herself as she winked at me and continued talking to her friend and sipping her drink. She was sexy, I'm not going to lie, but I don't think I'm the type of guy to have a one night stand. "A kiss on the lips for two," The bartender said interrupting my thoughts, "hey, you ever been to a club?" He asked starring straight at me.

"No, not really," I answer, taking a sip of my drink. This. Stuff. Is. Delicious. Point. Blank.

"Well, since your friend wants to be an asshole here, don't drink too much of that stuff, sure it taste good but there is a lot of alcohol in there, so listen to me."

"Oh, I won't," I reply back, looking at my cup, it's halfway empty.

"How am I being an asshole?" Harry asks the man.

"Well, you ordered the sweetest drink out here, pretty soon, your friend here is going to be the buzz of the night and it's all your fault." the bartender said, his tone growing angry.

"Whoa there big boy, I'm only getting us two at a time, And he's never been to a club before! We got nothing to do for a while after this, let him get wasted!" Harry argued. I finished my drink and I did feel a buzz but I really wanted some more of that drink. Harry and the bar tender were having a go at each other, from what I hear the guy got left on a street unconscious for a while after his friend took him to a club and I looked like him I guess, and Harry was getting more and more wasted by the minute which wasn't helping. By now we really had the girls attention, I knew they were listening and pretending to talk. So without Harry's permission I got out the chair and walked over to them, I was a little unstable, but nothing leaning couldn't fix. So I leaned on the table and introduced myself.

"Hello ladies, I'm Liam Payne, you are both looking very lovely tonight." I say.

"Why thank you!" The one with dark hair replies, "I'm Nina, and this is my friend Lulu." she introduced gesturing to her friend.

"So what brings you ladies here on this fine night?" I ask trying to spark a conversation.

"Nothing," Lulu retorts quickly

"We are actually here to fine Lulu some love love, " Nina corrects nudging her friend who tries to hide a smile. She leans in towards me and whispers, "she has an eye for your friend over there."

I look over at Harry who is now laughing with the bar tender, "You mean Harry?" I ask pointing towards him.

"Harry, what a name!" she says turning back to her friend, "don't you agree?"

"Yeah, sure," she says taking another swig out of her bottle. I could tell this girl was hurt, like this club reminded her of bad times.

"Would you like to dance?" I ask Lulu.She looked stunned at first but she took my tembling hand anyway and we slowly bounced our way to the dance floor. There was an upbeat song playing, might've been Usher or JT or someone like that, I was too drunk to care. I just started moving to the beat letting her know that it was okay to join in with me at any moment, and at first her dancing looked like a broken down robot but she eased up a bit. By the end of each the song she was laughing uncontrollably, it was cute, so i couldn't help but chuckle to myself.

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