[Isabella]
The bodyguard opened the door for me and Spencer as we entered the 'club'. I mumbled, "Thanks."
As soon as I walked in, I could already feel the hot air. I took a look around, seeing a lot of guys. I turn to Spencer, "And why are we here, again?" She smiled, "Our room is on the other side." I nod, walking beside her. She walked threw the crowd of guys trying to talk to her and me.
We reached the room of girls this time. It was cooler in there which was a relief. "Come on!" Spencer said as she grabbed my hand pulling me towards the bar.
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I slowly sip on my Pepsi, trying to catch my breathe at the same time. "Why aren't you dancing?" I look up to find a guy looking down at me. I cleared my throat, "I just got dancing, I'm taking a break."
He nods, "Mind if I sit?" I shake my head. I look down at my lap. I notice my dress was a bit to up my thighs. I quickly pull it down. "My name is Luke." "Isabella." He takes out his hand. I shake it and smile. "Are you alone, Isabella?" "You can call me Bel. And no, actually. I'm with a friend and she's dancing over there, somewhere." He chuckles, turning around, trying to find her.
"Is she the girl with that burgundy dress?" he says and looks at me. "Yes? How'd you know?" I said, starting to feel crept out. He laughs at my reaction, "I think I saw you walk in with her."
I sigh in relief, laughing slightly. "I'm not trying to pull a move or anything but, do you have a boyfriend?" I pause, "Yes, I do? Do you have a girlfriend?" I said, taking a gulp from my Pepsi. "That sounded as if you weren't sure? And eh kinda." I try to hold my laugh in. (Which I couldn't) "Well, my boyfriend isn't always home. And I understand because of his job." He turns serious all of a sudden. "The same thing is with my relationship. My girlfriend's a singer. Her stage name is known as Birdy."
I smile, "My boyfriend's a singer, too. His name is Shawn Mendes. And I really like her music!" "I know him. He's pretty famous. I knew your face was familiar!" he says, chuckling. I nod, "I've seen your YouTube channel!" I turn red, remembering all those embarrassing videos I posted of me singing. "You have a stunning voice," he says, smirking slightly. I roll my eyes, "I think I have an average voice."
"Well Bel, I say we take this to the dance floor," he says taking my hand.
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[Shawn]
I sigh exhausted, walking into the quite house. "Babe?" I call out setting my keys down. "She's not here, she went with her friend Spencer." I turn and see Garrett. "Oh, do you know what time she's getting back?" I asked looking for my phone suddenly. "No, and you left your phone here," he says pointing at my phone. I walk and grab it, unlocking my phone. I dial Bel's number. "Do you want dinner? I'm so sorry I got home late," I say, taking a look into the fridge. "No it's fine! I'll buy something," Garret says as I nod. I text Bel since she didn't answer.
Shawn: Where r u?
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[Isabella]
I haven't even met Luke enough yet but he is so friendly. "Hey Luke, I'll be right back," I say walking to the restroom. I look at my face and it's red. Yeah from all that blushing.
I fixed my hair, washing my hands. I walk out, drying them with a paper towel. I throw it away and try to find Spencer. I go threw a crowd and find Spencer dancing with her friend. I smile at her, "What time is it?" She took out my phone from her bag and handed it to me. I thank her and walk back to the booth I was sitting at. I unlock my phone and see a text from Shawn.
Shawn: Where r u?
Me: I'm at a party with Spencer. I'll be home in a bit.
10:53
I look my phone and stand up. I feel a grip on my low bottom. Spinning around, I see a guy on the ground, Luke on top, throwing punches. I quickly try to pull him off. A guy softly pushes me away and he pulls Luke off. Luke looks at me, gripping his knuckles. I was shocked at what had happened. Luke takes my hand rushing off to the exit. I quickly text Spencer and tell her I got an uber. Luke puts his hand on my shoulders, "Are you okay?"
I shake my head, "Luke. I'm fine. And you're not. We need to take you to the hospital to wrap them up." He shakes his head, "I'm fine. I just saw the guy looking at you with other group of guys. Then he grabbed your ass and I couldn't help but to show him what he deserves. I mean he disrespecte-" I look at him, hugging him. "Luke, thank you, but I'm fine. I really appreciate what you did. But you punched him too much now you got yourself hurt," I say, frowning. "Where's your car?" I ask. He hands me the keys. "What for?" I turn to him as he points at his black BMW. "I'm taking you home."
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