Clubbing pt 2

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When Luke got here it was 7:20. When I called him it was 6:40. What took him fucking 40 minutes? Whatever. When he walked in I smirked at him. I plan on all of us getting drunk and some of us getting laid. Luke was wearing something similar to Lui except Luke was not wearing a vest. I rolled my eyes at Luke. I turned to look at the boys and smiled at the.

"Ok we are spilling up into two groups. I'll take my BMW. And Luke will take his car. So Evan, Craig, Lui, and David come with me. Tyler, Brock, Brian, and Marcel go with Luke." I smiled to them and turned to Luke.

"We are going to a club." Luke nodded. We piled into our cars. Evan took the front seat in my car. Craig sat in the middle seat. Lui and David took the window seats. I rolled my eyes. It took us 15 minutes to get to the club. We walked up to the bouncer. He gave the boys dirty looks. I rolled my eyes. "Mathew these are my friends. Can we get in?" I said smiling.

He signed and rolled his eyes and opened the door for us. I dragged the boys in. I took Evans hand and pulled him to the bar. I bout us 5 shots each. I downed them all in a minuet. Evan did them all in a minute aswell. He looked a little out of it. Maybe his drink limit is very low. Maybe he did that all for me.

I smiled and pulled Evan to the center of the dance floor. I looked around the club and saw that Marcel had a girl grinding on him. I notice that he had a drink in his hand. These boys must have a low tolerance for alcohol. Craig and Tyler were sitting in a booth talking and drinking beers.

They would be cute together. I pulled Evan over to Marcy or Marcel. I wanna see if I can get away with calling him Marcy. I tapped his shoulder and he turned to look at me. I cleared my throat and the girl stopped and looked at me with a annoyed look. "Um Excuse me! WHAT ARE YOU DOING GRINDING ON MY BOYFRIEND!?!?!" I yelled at her. Marcel looked at me confused. I just winked at him. She walked over to me. I pushed Evan into Marcel. She slapped me. Ooooh that pissed me off.

I cracked my neck. People were looking at us now. Everyone was silent. The DJ cut the music. I started laughing my insane laugh. Her eyes went wide. NOW SHE KNOWS WHO I AM!!! "I'm so sorry Hanna!!!" She yelled. I growled. I grabbed her by her neck and lifted her in the air. Terror struck her eyes.  I laughed again. 

"What's my name?" I said copying Francis aka Ajax from deadpool.

"I'm sorry I mean Delirious." She squeaked. I chuckled. I dropped her. She fell on her ass.

"Now leave my boyfriend alone." I hissed at her. She nodded and ran off. I turned to the DJ and he started the music up again. He played the rap from Deadpool. I smiled and turned to look at Marcel.

"You almost cheated on Simone. Really!?!" I shouted at him. I then hit him upside the head. I shook my head.

"No more alcohol for you Marcy." I said chuckling. I dragged him over to Tyler.

"Watch him." I said To Tyler. I looked over at Craig and I smiled at him. I walked over to the bar and bought 4 beers and walked back to Craig. I handed them to him. 

"Dude get drunk it'll be fun. Maybe you will get laid." I said smirking at him. I then ran off so he couldn't say anymore. Me and Evan drunk some more. Evan was drunk off his face. I looked to Craig. He was also drunk of his face. I had just become tipsy. Luke had a girl grinding on him too.

His alcohol limit is 12. So he must be tipsy too because he wouldn't normally allow this. I looked over to Brock and saw him and Brian eating each others faces off. I laughed and took a picture of them.

I gathered the guys up and sugested that we all go get tattoos. Only me and Brian wanted them but the boys went just so they had a way into my house for latter. The rest of the night was a fucking blur. I remeber getting tattoos and getting a peircing. I know that Brian got one too. We went home everyone drunk off there asses. The whole night was kinda a blur. But I do remember fully that it was fucking awesome. I just wish I remembered the whole fucking thing.

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