My two and only

1. Clubbing

'Alright, that's it for today. Remember there's an anatomy test next Monday.'

Another test! Oh my god, med school isn't real! That's like the 30th test we've got since the start of school, and it's only been two months!

Oh well, I really like studying anyways (weird!), it's kinda like a place for me to get my messy and psychotic mind in use. At least it does its jobs really well... I guess, got me into med school anyways.

'Whatcha doin after class today?' Suddenly someone puts an arm around my shoulder, I turned around to see it's Flynn.

'Revision, duh, remember? I'm in med school, I am practically married to my textbooks,' I replied.

Flynn has been my best friend since...we're 8? I guess? He's always been there for me, even at my very worst times. We used to say we'll marry each other when we're 40, until one day in 8th grade we had a crush on the same guy. That was pretty funny, when he came out to me, he even ended up having his first kiss with that guy!

'Come on, Posy! That club is new! And everyone in UCL gets free entry tonight!'

'Don't call me that Flynn! You know I prefer my real name!' I cringed at the nickname everyone calls me when I first met them, you know us Brits, always prefer to shorten names, 'you know I'm not big on clubbing anyways.'

He rubbed my shoulders and gave me kisses on my cheeks, and begged me,' please, Mariposa.' Now that's better, 'fine, I'll come, ugh, why is my bestfriend the biggest party animal in the whole world...'

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'Boring,' Flynn judged me as he met me at my dorm, 'I mean you look hot, but still. It's like the tenth time you've worn this dress to clubbing, don't you have another dress?'

I pretended to look offended and replied,'okay! Bitch ain't got no money for new dresses. You know she is poor as fuck.' He rolled his eyes at me and joined in, 'BITCHHHHHH, you ain't poor alright? Your father is owns that damn IT company and they are supposed to earn shit tonnes these days, so don't you lie to me!'

' You know I don't want anything to do with him,' I replied calmly. He knew that he shouldn't step in this dangerous area, so he switched topics, 'alrighty, if we don't hurry out ass up, I won't be there in time before Cam got with other chicks!' I went back to my playful tone and said,' I knew you're gonna ditch me for some guys!'

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When we got to the club which is only fifteen minutes of Uber away, I am already irritated by the loud music.

'You go have fun, don't worry bout me,' I told Flynn before he went off to search for his target. I ordered a champagne from the bartender and sat on my own at the counter.

'Not dancing tonight?' The bartender asked me.  'Nope, not interested,' I replied which gave me kinda a judgemental look from him, 'only came with a friend,' I added.

'Well, if it helps you feel more like clubbing,' okay, he's got me interested, so I straightened my spine as he continued,' Liam Scott's here tonight.' 

Nope, didn't help at all.

'Sorry, Liam who?' He shook his head and said,' Liam Scott. You don't know him? He's like the Bachelor!'

Lol he sounded exactly like Flynn when he's trying to introduce me to his new targets every week. 'I'm alright, aha,' I need to get out of here,' could you tell me where the toilet is?'

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When I came out of the bathroom, two guys approached me with creepy smiles. Not again.

'Hey, you're a snack,' the one with dark hair said while the other one chuckled. I tried to ignore them because that always happened when guys tried to get with me at clubs, how many times do I have to go clubbing with Flynn?

' Don't go, we just wanna be friends,' the other one said as he's putting one arm against the wall to try and stop me.

I said,' sorry, I've got a boyfriend.' This normally worked, but the two guys didn't give up,' no worries, we won't tell your beau.' They are now closing in at me. I could clearly smell alcohol twenty miles from them, but I don't wanna hurt them too much. Now, this is getting annoying.

As I'm about to kick one of their knees, a really tall guy with a nice scent of cologne came in front of me, 'hey, stay away from my girl.'

The two drunks immediately looked scared and kept on apologising and backed off.

The tall guy had blonde hair and I think he's at least 6'2. Even under his shirt I could see his defined muscles lined along his torso. Ooh, and those eyes were a gorgeous colour of grey... Flynn would fall in love with him.

'I could've handled it myself,' I told the guy, but he only smirked at me proudly and replied,' anything for you babe.' Erm, alright? That's not how it's supposed to go. A cute guy like him should also be a gentleman, and said something really cute like, 'are you ok?' or something like that! Flynn didn't deserve a jerk like him!

He tried to wrap his arm around me but then I turned and twisted it enough to cause pain but not an injury. He immediately flinched and I said,' see you never.'

As I left the bar, I texted Flynn to tell him I'm going. Suddenly, my phone rang and I found myself on a taxi to Queen Mary Hospital.