Should of Kept Dancing - One Direction and The Wanted Fan fiction

chapter 2

 ~~Rachel’s POV~~

 My head was pounding at one hundred beats per second. I lifted my head from underneath the covers I scanned over the room, an unfamiliar space surrounding me. This isn’t my room. I thought to myself. I closed my eyes tightly and rubbed the sleep out of my eyes and took another gaze around. Where am I? What happened last Night? I couldn’t remember much except the excessive amount of alcohol I had drank, oh and there was a boy, what was his name again? Louis? The room was painted a dark deep blue with grey trim. The floor was a dark brown hardwood that the sunlight seemingly bounced off of it, giving it a glossy shine. The sunlight shone in from a giant window just to the left of the bed side. The bedspread I was wrapped in was also grey and the pillows were a bright red.

 I felt an arm wrap around my waist, shock and surprise suddenly exploded onto my face and my body suddenly tensed up. My eyes as wide as saucers, I turned my head to look behind me. Just the slight movement caused my head to pound with not a bit of mercy. It was the boy from last night. A quiet squeal escaped my lips as I cover my mouth with my hand. The little squeal caused Louis to turn over in his bed. I quietly lifted the covers off my body and silently slipped out of bed. It was like a scavenger hunt as I franticly searched for my clothes that were scattered all over the room. Just before I exited his room I took a quick peek in the mirror hanging on his wall. Oh my gosh I look horrible. I ran my fingers though my hair and looked around to make sure I didn’t miss anything.

 I gently tried to close the bedroom door behind me as I turned around to see another man staring back at me from behind the counter; he was also pouring himself a bowl of cereal. He looked like he had just woke up from a long night. He had dark brown curly hair and wasn’t wearing a shirt; I could see he had a very toned chest. I awkwardly smiled at him and he sent me a cheeky smirk. I stood there awkwardly not sure what to do, he didn’t say anything and didn’t seem to care that I was there. He just grabbed his bowl of cereal and walk off to the living room. My mouth dropped and I felt even more awkward than before. This man that I was having awkward eye contact with was completely nude the whole time. I shook my head and rubbed my eyes. Then uncomfortably left the flat with some random dudes naked body burned into my memory.

~~Sabrina’s POV~~

 My hangover had slowly gone away and now I was in the kitchen making something to eat for Scarlett and me. Both Scarlett and I shared a flat. It was a nice flat with two bedrooms plus a den, two bathrooms, office and a large kitchen and bar. The rent was expensive but we managed. Scarlett was a professional hair designer and make-up artist and made quite a bit. Me on the other hand didn’t make as much … yet, but I hoped to be famous one day. I am an aspiring actress; I’ve only stared acting when I turned 18 so I have only been acting for about two years. I haven’t played any major roles but my face shows up in a few different movie and television series. It’s been my dream since I was a kid to be an actress.

 “Mmm do I smell bacon?” Crocked Scarlett as she staggered into the kitchen inhaling the aroma.  Scarlett was wearing her ex-boyfriends T-shirt that he had gave her 2 month before there break up. On it, it said please turn me on and it had a giant light switch on it.

 “You’re wearing his shirt again; you guys broke up like 4 months ago. Don’t you think it time to let go.” I said as I flipped the bacon in the pan.

 “I’m over him; it’s just a really comfy shirt.” She said while crossing her arms and leaning up against the kitchen opening.  Her and her ex-boyfriend, Spencer, had been together for almost 2 years. They were madly in love and then all of a sudden everything just went downhill.  Now with Scarlett and Spencer being together for 2 years, Scarlett was hoping that Spender was going to propose. A few months had gone by and he never popped the questions. She then decided it would be best if she confronted him. When she asked, all Spencer said was he never wanted to get married, he said that it was a waste of money and that there love was just as good as a ring. At first Scarlett was okay with this, but soon started to wonder was it cause she wasn’t worth it, wasn’t good enough, and maybe he was sleeping around. Pretty soon this caused giant trust problems in their relationship and Spencer ended up packing up and leaving without even a good bye.

 I took a deep sigh before saying, “Listen I know he hurt you really badly but we have to move on and in doing so, we need to throw out any memory of him that is holding you back from moving forward. That means that shirt, that stuffed elephant he bought you and everything else you have hiding in your room.”  I walk over to her and handed her a plate of eggs and bacon.

 “I know, I know. It’s just we were together for so long and I loved him so much, but yes I know.” She sat down at the table and silently played with her food.

 “Have you seen my phone?” I asked breaking the silent.

 “No I don’t believe so.” Replied Scarlett who took her eyes off her food to look at me.

 I took a gaze around then tried to remember what I did with it, “Oh my god! I must have left it at the club!” I quickly stood up and grabbed my car keys, “my phone has everything on it I must go.”

 “Hey wait I am coming” said Scarlett as she quickly grabbed a pair of joggers and slipped them on.

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We got to the club; it was closed as it was ten in the morning. It had been raining all morning and it had final cleared up. The streets were scattered with puddles and there was a cold chill. The one good thing about a nice downpour is the lovely fresh air that comes with it. There was nothing more calming than fresh smell after a rain shower.

 “Should we call Tess and see if she can get Chad to open it for us.” I say while jumping up and looking through the window on the club door.

 “I could try but she’s probably so hung-over she won’t pick, you know Tess.” Replied Scarlett as she dialed her number, “nope nothing.”

 “Oh man that sucks I-” Scarlett grabbed me by the arm a pulled my behind a dumpster.

 “Look, look!” she said while pointing across the street. I squinted slightly to see what she was pointing at.

 “OH.MY.GOD!” I said with a gasp.  Across the street I could see Bruce the security guard from last night holding hands with Chad, Tess’s boyfriend or sex toy I not sure. Bruce slide his hand down Chad’s lower back and pulled him in close bring his lips to Chad’s. I almost vomited at the site. I have nothing wrong with gay people, it’s just … Chad I never would have guess and with Bruce. Talk about mixing work and pleasure. Out of the corner of my eye I could see Scarlett pull out her I phone.

 “What are you doing?!” I said just above a whisper.

“What does it look like, I’m taking a picture.” She snickered as the quite snap of the camera went off.

 “Does Tess know and if not how do we tell her?” I say in a concerned tone.

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