The Uber drove for a good 15 minutes, but it took only a few for the bright lights of Stratford's city centre to appear and reflect off our blacked-out windows. The music outside, coming from various clubs, blared so loud that even Yasmine's roaring laughter couldn't compare to it.
"So who was that little momma's boy back at home?" Daniel whispered into my ear, gripping my hand tightly.
"Ugh," I huffed and looked deep into his murky, brown eyes, "just some guy" I finally replied.
"Oh I though he was your boyfriend,"
"Yeahh, Jules!" Yasmine laughed, way too loudly. She was already turnt.
I released my hand from Daniel's grip in confusion, "it's complicated" I quickly responded.
"It doesn't have to be!" Yasmine whined, flipping her waist-length braids to her back. "Just jump on that Bieber dick,"
Ashton and Daniel both cracked a laugh and soon the serious tone was forgotten.
Our Uber pulled up to the entrance of one of the biggest strip clubs in Canada. Aye, girls like us who live in big, empty mansions and go to a shitty, private school need some fun in our lives. Suddenly, I was grateful that Yasmine suggested a night out, at least I could have fun durning the summer break.
As the four of us stepped inside, it felt like stepping into a drake music video. The music was loud, drinks were everywhere, money lay scattered on the floor and in the centre of it all, our girl's worked their butt off and danced like sexy ass beasts.
"Yeah mama citaaaa!" Ashton roared and grabbed Yasmine by the waist, leading her to the crowd of dancing people. Ashton's blonde hair and Yasmine's shimmering braids soon disappeared among the thousands of other heads and Daniel turned to me.
"Want a drink?" He shouted into my ear. I laughed at his attempt to try and make me hear.
"Wait!" I chuckled. He frowned. "I booked a VIP section, boy don't you know how to have fuuuun!" In fits of laughter I found the VIP zone and stuck out my pass from my Givenchy purse.
Immediately, the body guard smiled and gestured towards a large, closed-off sofa area. This was going to be liiiiit.
By the time we'd sat down and ordered our drinks, Ash and Yasmine appeared; holding hands.
"Back so quickly?" Questioned Daniel, eyeing their interlocked hands.
"Thirsty!" Ashton chuckled, squeezing Yasmine's ass before grabbing a tequila.
"Damn baby girl! You already booked yourself some dick for tonight!" I laughed.
"Come lets go," Daniel downed a shot of vodka and grabbed my hand.
"Don't rush a girl!" I stood up and downed a shot too before letting Daniel drag me to the dance floor.
The music was so loud and it was so hot, that I immediately forgot about all my cares and worries and just danced with Daniel's hands on my hips and my hands all over his body.
A familiar tune started to play and the atmosphere in the club turned up so high. The beginning of One Dance blared and Daniel turned me around, grabbing my ass this time.
Slowly, I started moving to the beat and after that it all came naturally. The crowd stopped dancing and looked to us both dancing our way through the song.
"DAMN CHAMPAIGN PAPI WOULD APPROVE!!!" I heard Yasmine roar from the distance.
After a few more songs Daniel led me to the stripper section and handed me a stack of $100 bills. There must've been around 10k in that stack.
"Have fun baby girl," he whispered into my hair. Then he sat down on a near by chair and watched me. I was so drunk I wasn't even aware of the beauty in their phat ass' , I just kept slapping them and putting more and more dollar bills on them. I was literally making it rain.
When I got bored I threw the rest in the air and went to sit on Daniel's lap.
"Did you enjoy it," I laughed into the skin of his cheek.
"But girl why do you have to be so fine, you took all my attention," he growled back, stroking my blonde mess.
"Really, amante?" My lips inched towards his. He managed to fit in a "mhm" before we basically devoured each other's faces.
"Julia, what the fück! Get out now!" Justin grabbed me by my arm firmly from Daniel and dragged me out of the VIP section where me and Daniel were being all over each other.
"Get off me!" I squealed, my voice slurred.
Justin picked me up and carried me outside, the cool air hitting my body.
A car door slammed shut and i blacked out.
My vision was blurred and my whole body ached. I focused on my surroundings and I realised I was in a bedroom. A very familiar bedroom, but it wasn't my bedroom; in fact, it was Justin's bedroom.
I groaned but quickly stopped as I noticed a head with blonde ruffled hair poked out of the white duvet sheets next to me.
"Justin?" My voice broke out, it sounded disgusting. How much did I drink last night? All I remember was the tequila roulette.
Justin's body moved slightly, reacting to my voice but he didn't wake up. I picked up my Givenchy purse and search for my phone. Then I froze and realised my situation.
I was lying naked, in Justin's bedroom, with Justin next to me and vague memories of the night before. Well didn't that just sound so reassuring?
I shoved Justin's body with my leg and wrapped more duvet around my naked body. This time he woke, "Julia? What the hell?" His raspy morning voice was enough to turn me on, but that bed hair and tired expression totally topped it.
"Last night, we didn't-?"
"No," he said firmly, sitting up. "What time is it?"
I found my phone from my purse and clicked the on button.
5 messages from Yasmine Rockii.
7 messages from Daniel Ricciardo.
1 message from Mom.
Shitden.
"13:36" I told Justin before swiping left and unlocking all the messages.
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A/N:
Shit got fucked lmao. Anyway you're bomb if you've read this far 👅✨ tyyyyy boo's.
Also rip to the lives lost in the shootings in America;
#BlackLivesMatter
