The Break Up Plan (BoyxBoy)

The Night Out

After thirty minutes of standing out in the cold wearing nothing but skinny jeans and a flimsy silk shirt, I was finally at the front of the line. The brisk air slipped under the fabric and across my nipples with each gust of wind but that wasn't what made me shiver.

No, I was shaking like a recently bathed chihuahua because of how the bouncer inspected my fake ID. Do they always flip it to both sides and squint really hard or was that just for me? I was sorely regretting ever agreeing to Steph's plan. I was also regretting leaving the first 6 buttons open on this top since I worried the fashion choice screamed "underage!"

Then, the burly Hispanic man handed the card back to me and all the air returned to my lungs.

"Enjoy your night."

I will Mr Intimidating!

I was the first in our group to be checked so after walking inside, I waited right next to the door for the rest of them to filter through. Lo and behold, the next person to successfully break the law was Stephanie herself.

She spotted me in the dim light and ran up, pulling me down to her level by my shoulders.

"We made it!"

I was just glad she'd whispered, otherwise Mr Intimidating would have dragged us outside for round 2.

"I thought you were sure we would."

"I just said that so you'd agree. I can't believe it worked!"

When Rin joined us next, Stephanie repeated that sentence verbatim and laughed at Rin's pronounced shock. He looked over at me as if asking if this girl was for real and I started laughing too. The anxiety over them checking the fake ID was fading slowly. Laughing at his confusion was a nice break from shivering.

Rin's outfit was almost identical to mine: a mostly unbuttoned shirt tucked into a pair of tight, gray jeans. But where my curls were as naturally disheveled as usual, Rin had slicked his hair back, only letting a couple of gelled strands fall around his eyes like Zayn from One Direction.

I liked how those strands teased his lashes and slid across his cheeks.

I think Stephanie did too because she scooted closer to Rin and her hand settled comfortably onto his bare chest.

I couldn't look away.

The thick pounding bass was already doing a number on my eardrums but I barely noticed. Not when Steph's mauve nails looked so perfect against Rin's skin.

Sorry, why did I agree to come again?

3 of Stephanie's friends came through the door one after the other, jittery with excitement, shivering from the cold, or both. Any one of those answers would have made perfect sense. Like me, their club outfits did terribly in the outside weather. But if I could rock a glittery, skin tight tube of fabric like they could, I would have exposed my legs ages ago!

"I'm so glad we pre-gamed," Khue sighed, rubbing frantically at her exposed arms. "Did you see the drink prices on the board outside? If we don't find some random dudes to pay for us, we're getting nothing from that bar."

"Y'all pre-gamed without me?"

"You were too busy getting ready at your boyfriend's," Jennie sassed, looking pointedly at how Steph clung to Rin. "What were we supposed to do? Stay sober?"

If that wasn't a sure sign that they had been drinking, I don't know what was. Jennie was the soft spoken one in the group. An unassuming angel-type always ready to make peace. Not the girl standing in front of me with a tongue as fiery as her bright red club dress with matching shoes.