My Brother's Best Friend // j. j FanFiction

Chapter 9

Chapter 9:

I got to the club and got in with my fake ID. Once I spotted my friends at the bar, I waved and stalked over to them. "Hey guys!" I yelled over the loud music.

"Hey!" They all yelled back. A cigarette and a beer was pressed into my hands. I gulped down my first beer pretty quickly, then smoked the cigarette before drinking another beer.

"Now I'm ready to danceee!!" I yelled, punching the air, and all of my girl friends yelled in agreement.

We all headed onto the dance floor, and I started dancing with some random people, until I felt some large hands guiding my hips to the music.

I smirked and I started dancing with the mysterious stranger. We kept dancing to a bunch of songs; throughout all of them I couldn't get a single glance at his face.

I finally turned around to start dancing with an unmasked stranger, and smiled when I saw he was fairly attractive. "Well hel-lo there gorgweous" He slurred, and he pulled me to him.

We kept dancing for another song, when I decided I need more alcohol. I left the stranger alone and gulped down 2 shots of tequila.

That's when I saw him.

Johnson.

Dancing, with a girl.

She was gorgeous, breathtaking to be exact. Maybe she was a model. I sighed.

She was grinding on him fiercely, and he was clearly enjoying it. He bit his lip as his hands rested on her ass. I just stood there, watching them.

I didn't understand how he couldn't notice me. But he didn't.

The girl whispered something into Johnson's ear, and they left the dance floor. In the back of my mind, I knew what they were going to do. I knew it. But I still followed them.

The girl led him upstairs, and I followed a few feet back. They went into a room and closed the door. But it was a crack open.

So I peeked inside.

She pushed him onto the bed inside, and practically ripped his shirt off of him. He took off her dress, and they started making out heavily.

I needed air.

I couldn't breathe.

But my eyes were glued to the scene in front of me.

How could I be so stupid to even think for a split second that he likes me? He wants girls like her. Mature and beautiful, unlike me. I'm an ugly child in his eyes.

She unbuckled his pants, and I couldn't take it anymore.

A sob escaped my mouth and I ran downstairs.

I cant breathe.

I need air.

I need air.

I need air.

And suddenly, I didn't need anything anymore.

All I could remember was the image of the world turning and turning around.