No Strings Attached (Shawn Mendes Fanfic)

Chapter 6~ Perfect Match

"I'm going to get a drink!" Jack yells over the pounding club music.

I respond giving him a simple nod, I watch as he vanishes in the crowd of sweaty, grinding humans; leaving me behind all alone in the middle of it all.

I look around nervously pulling at the hem of my nude pink body-con dress, that Jack insisted on me wearing saying I looked 'sexy' in it. I mentally roll my eyes thinking back on the memory made not too long ago, maybe a few hours. I began to rethink ever agreeing to come to a club with Jack, why did I even say yes?

Because it will help get your mind off of Shawn.

My conscious answers for me.

I bite my lip looking around the big crowd of people who, some, were brushing against me.

It's been a bit since Jack went to get a drink.

I think to myself, trying to find any excuse to leave the crowd. I take the excuse and begin to push past sweaty bodies to go find Jack. As I walk through the crowd I mumble a few 'excuse me' s and 'sorries'.

Finally I make it out of the heated crowd allowing me to breath. I run a hand through my not so anymore freshly curled hair. I sigh when I see no sign of Jack at the bar, just some drunk men and one tipsy girl dancing on the bar top as the bartender tries to get her off. I roll my eyes,sometimes I can't stand clubs, especially the people in it.

I brush it off and continue my search for Jack, honestly where can he be? Bathroom maybe? I decide to fill my head with that conspiracy, and tell myself to get some fresh air. I scan over the club looking for the exit. My eyes land on something better, instead I find a balcony. I smile for what feels like the first time all week. I love the thought of standing out on a balcony and looking out over the city of LA.

I walk towards the small flight of stairs that lead to the large balcony, and start to walk up them. I brush my fingers against the black railing as a precaution if my heels fail me. I mentally congratulate myself for reaching the balcony without falling. The music is a little less loud up here which I honestly am so thankful for I was about to get a headache.

I can't help but smile as I stand in awe scanning over the balcony. There's white Christmas lights strung above illuminating the area giving it a perfect glow. Glass surrounds the edges of the balcony creating a barrier. I continue to observe the scene, but soon my smile vanishes off my face and is instantly replaced with a slightly dropped jaw. My heart hits the pit of my stomach as I watch them.

I watch as her body is pressed so closely to his as she whispers something into his ear tracing his abs through his shirt. I watch as he smiles at something she whispered to her. I watch as he slowly removes a strand of her hair out of her face to get a better view of it. I watch with blurry eyes as she softly places her lips on the exposed skin on his neck. I swallow down hard only to find a dry throat.

I watch.

I watch as Jack stands there enjoying every single moment with whoever the hell she is.

Soon his dark lustful eyes meet mine, and widen at the sight of me.

I shut my eyes hard and feel the hot tears slowly roll down my cheeks. I open my eyes to see him whisper something into the mystery girls ear before making his way towards me. I shake my head slowly at him and quickly turn around and go towards the stairs. I take my heals off holding them in my hand and jog down the small flight of stairs. I run out the exit letting the cool LA night breeze hit my tear stained cheeks.