His Fame

Chapter 16

Music:  Goldlink. Crew

Lauryn's POV

I couldn't believe what this night has become, I knew it couldn't, and shouldn't get any worse.

I crossed my arms, feeling insecure. All these women in here, wearing skin tight , dresses, almost up to there damn pussy. I shook my head, at the attire. I still didn't see what was all the hype about clubs. They weren't even much fun , to be honest. Getting rubbed on, or getting roofied, without your knowing. How was that suppose to be fun.

"OH MY GOD ALGEEEEE !", a women screamed.

I looked and searched from where it came from, and walked thru the crowd of unknowns to get to the other side of the club.

"Algee , your so FUCKING FINE !!"

A women , in 6 inch heels, towering over 5 foot, man, while holding down her micro multi- color, mini skirt. I could see almost her other set of lips.

"Thank you, ma, your beautiful."

The 5 foot man, said , while caressing her chin, and looking into her eyes.

I scoffed, this has to be some kind of joke right?

Who the fuck is Algee ?

And why these girls, all over him. He didn't really look like much from my viewing. But I couldn't care less. I had to find my suppose to be friend, who left me a foreign place, and needed to get back home. I felt like I was wasting my time in this club.

I turned away from them, and found my way to the bar, and leaned against the glass bar table.

"Drink ?"

I turned . "Oh, no I'm good."

Plus, I'm not even allowed to drink , so what's the whole point of going to a club, while being 18.

I felt pathetic, and alone. I've should have never believed Amber and her lies.

"You alright ?"

I looked.

"You good , ma ?"

It was that 5 foot, man . Algee , so they called him.

I shook my head. "Yeah ."

"You sure, cause a pretty girl like yourself, shouldn't be over all alone." He said smoothly, while showing his attractive smile, that shine bright.

Algee wasn't bad up close.

I smiled innocently. "Well my friend, sorta ditched me to go fine Ke-"

As I was going to finish my sentence I was cut off, by the bartender.

"Mr. Smith, how can I help ?"

Mr. Smith ?

He smiled, "I would like 2 drinks of Caipirinha, please ."

The bartender nodded.

"Looks like your going to have a fun night." I joked.

He shrugged. "Maybe , maybe not."

We both chuckled.

"What's your name, ma ?"

He asked while licking his lips.

"L-lauryn." I stuttered.