Dreaming Fate

Chapter 6

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I think the club looks a little something like this. Sorry this chapter  short but unfortunately school is still a must so yea. Enjoy!

After the bell rings I immediately head back to the locker rooms in hopes of getting there a few seconds before everyone arrives. Luck is on my side because when I get in there are only a few others grumbling and shuffling around trying to get to their lockers. I quickly grab my clothes from my locker and sprint to the changing rooms.

 A couple are already occupied but I manage to snag an empty one. I start ridding myself of the disgusting uniform starting with the bright orange shirt that no amount amount of washings could help and the boring khaki pants. I get out the outfit I chose to use for tonight. I pull on the black pants i've been told accentuates my ass on more than a thousand occasions and a blue button up. 

Next I roll up the ankles of the pants (because that's my trademark) and slip into my into my TOMS barefoot (also my trademark). When I exit the stall I find that the the changing rooms had been completely taken over by my fellow worker so it would be more of a challenge to find an empty mirror. After about 10 minutes of waiting and shoving my way through the mass of people I finally get to a decent mirror. 

There's not much I can do to it seeing as I forgot all of my hair stuff at home, so I just make sure nothing is sticking up and I at least look halfway decent. As soon as I deem myself ready the room halfway cleared out so it wasn't such a hassle getting out. Seven minutes later I wander outside and find Liam leaning on the wall next to the doors texting furiously on his phone.

"Hey, you ready?" He seems startled at first but puts his phone away and we start heading towards the parking lot.

"Yeah I was just texting my mate Zayn about getting us in and he said they'll let us in free.

"Aces. I'll see you there then." We both start to head to our cars with me giving time for Liam to get ahead of me.

The car ride there gives me plenty of time to come up with a billion different reasons as to why I should just head home. Ultimately it narrows down to the simple fact that my mom wanted it for me and i've never been one to deny her anything. Yeah I'm a mommas boy but so what? She raised me all on her own and it's always just been me and her. 

My dad fucked off about 5 seconds after my mom told him I existed so I never even got a chance with him. It's ok though, I love my mom and I had a fairly decent childhood, nothing to brag about but we made do. I soon find myself pulling up to a pretty classy club with the words Night Changes written on the front. The outside itself is pretty dull besides the buzz of people ready to regret the night. I exit the car and see Liam already walking towards me.

"You have you're ID right?" He asks me as we begin walking towards the club.

"Yeah why?"

"Well no offence mate but you still look 18 so i'm 99% sure they're gonna ask for your it.

I knew I shouldn't have shaved, no beard always makes me look about 4 years younger than I really am.

"None taken, not the first i've been told that."

When we appear before the bouncer he does ask for my ID and looks skeptical as if to question whether or not it's real but lets us in nonetheless. As soon as we enter I immediately get sucked into the atmosphere created by all the drunk and mindless bodies grinding and stumbling their way across the dance floor. 

Liam yells something in my ear that I can't even begin to understand above the music blasting at an illegal volume and tugs my arm towards where I'm guessing the drinks are. Liam greets the bartender in a familiar hug so I'm guessing that's the Zayn he was talking about earlier. I step up when they pull apart to introduce myself.

"Hey name's Louis" I shout but it barely comes across at normal speaking level.

Zayn however doesn't seem fazed by this and holds out his hand for me to shake. "Zayn" Ha. Knew it. He asks for our drinks and I order a beer much against Liam's wishes, just to start off. I motion to Liam that I'm heading to the bathroom and he points me in the general direction then continues his conversation with Zayn. 

When I get in it is surprisingly not as disgusting as I would've expected from a club. There are some rather animalistic sounds coming from one of the stalls, but I gonna ignore that in favor of some cold water. I splash the water on my face which helps with the seemingly rising temperature but does nothing for my undying nerves. 

I run my hands through my hair while having an inner debacle with myself. I can do this, it's just one club, it's just one night. As more people stumble into the bathroom completely unaware that there are others around I figure I better make my exit. 

When I get to the bar I find Liam has probably already made his way to the dance floor because Zayn is steadfast on fixing someone's drink. I'm just about to head over to retrieve my beer when I see it. A very...familiar head of curls. I'm not one to forget someone easily and the only I remember these particular curls is because they're hiding their face, Just like-

I guess I had been staring longer than I thought because the next thing I know they're turning around toward me and all I see is green. That's not possible though....right? Because those eyes belong in a dream that I could only hope to be real. But no, there they are, staring at me. I blink let my eyes open and close just waiting for him to disappear but no, he's really there. No dream could have ever created a creature like him, he's angelic in every sense. 

His legs ran a mile long and his shirt was unbuttoned to just be able to see what looked like a butterfly peeking out. I'm just about to approach him with no plan at all about what to say when my view is suddenly being blocked and I find myself in a sea of people. Liam. He's a great guy but I seriously need him to move like now and I need to get back to the beautiful green eyed angel.

"Hey i've been looking for you" I'm make to walk away because I told him where I was. But guessing by the halfway full drink I'm guessing he's pretty much sloshed, he seems like a lightweight.

"I told you I'd be right back, now I have to go real quick"

I turn to walk away when I feel someone grab my arm and drag me back. I look over my shoulder to see it isn't Liam but some drunk (and most likely horny) idiot.

"Hey peaches, wanna dance?" He slurred over what must've been one too many powerful drinks.

"No, fuck off" I yank my arm away and move as fast as I can before he can reach out and grab me again. Pushing my way through the bodies maybe a tad bit roughly before stumbling to the bar. Only....he's not there. 

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Where'd he go???!!!!!

Sixth chapter up yay! What do you guys think about it so far because i'm not absolutely certain on what path the next chapter should take. So please comment if you have any ideas and votes are always much appreciated. Thank you to everyone who is still or has started reading this. I'm pretty sure that once I get a clearer idea of where this story is headed i'll put it on a03 so that link will be up soon. 

Avi Xx.