Double Trouble

But He's Mine!

(Taylor's POV)

The show ended and the meet and greet went great. I always love meeting my fans, they enable me to do my job. 

I was sweaty and gross from performing, but the night isn't over. I can't take a shower yet. I still have to introduce my band to Jenny and hopefully go clubbing for a bit. The crowd finally left, and Alie had packed away all of the merch. Alie is my wonderful assistant, and probably one of my only real friends. 

I walked out of the venue to smoke a cigarette before heading into the car and Jenny was waiting outside.

"Hey Taylor, that was a great show! You're band is honestly amazing," Jenny beamed. I laughed and took a puff from my cigarette. 

"Thanks, are you busy now?" I asked. She looked surprised.

"Me? No."

I shook my head, "good do you want to go to this new club I've heard about. I think it's called The Cat or something."

"Okay, but is it okay if I bring a friend?" 

I nodded and stepped on my cigarette butt. The glowing stick faded to darkness and blended in with the grimy sidewalk. I looked up to see Alie heading towards us with my leather jacket in her hand. She was waving for me to come quick. I'm assuming everyone is waiting for me in the car.

"So Jenny, we will all meet you there. I would say for you to ride with us, but there's honestly no room. Plus, you brought a friend and it would be rude to abandon them. Anyway, I have to go so I'll see you at the club." I gave her a smirk and walked to Alie. She had my leather jacket, which I immediately threw on, and my water bottle.

I said thanks and ran to catch up to the car.

the vibrant club was packed with bodies as I passed the bouncer at the front. People were grinding up against each other, spilling the drinks in their hands. This is what I live for. The activity of the night makes me feel so alive, it makes the day time seem like a bore. I made  my way to the table I had reserved for the night. It was our first of many nights in NYc, we had to celebrate.

The rest of the band and five other close friends all sat around the red plush couch. I was waiting for Jenny to arrive before I got drunk, but she was late. Oh well, she will have to deal with a messy Taylor. I got up and made my way to the bar, sitting on the stools.

"I will have a shot of James and a Red Bull and vodka please. Don't put a lot of Red Bull," I winked at the bartneder. He was cute. His hair was short, and he had giant muscles that bulged out of his shirt. He looked like a highschool quaterback that didn't have the money to go to college so instead mastereds the art of bartending.

He raised an eyebrow and gave me my drinks. I took the shot and felt the liquid burn down my throat. I craved for that burning sensation all day.

"Mind if I join you?" a soft voice said next to me.

I turned to see a gorgeus guy with messy blonde hair and blue eyes. He looked like he just stepped out of a Calvin Klein ad. I smirked, "depends, are you going to buy me another drink?"

He looked surprised. "Well, if that's all it takes, then yes I just might." He waved over the bartneder before sending me a dazzling smile with pearly white teeth.

This guy was hot, and I never say that unless I really mean it. Hm, a hot guy buying you drinks the first night in NY, not bad Taylor. I took the drink from the bartneder and gulped it down.

I was bored with this now. I needed to find Jenny and this guy wasn't making any moves. "So are we going to hook up or not?" I asked. Maybe the alcohol was starting to take its affects on me.