Hijacked.

Wild nights.

Dylan's POV..

"Who is this?" Annie asked holding up the phone.

"Hey man, you'll love this," Cole said sliding me a cup. "It's called Fantasy Infusion. It'll blow your mind." he continued.

"What if I told you I'll blow your mind?" a blonde in a low cut top said as she slid into the seat beside me. She had on a long skirt which showed her mid-rif and held a little fur coat and a clutch in her hand. She smiled and took the drink out of my hand. It was going to be my fourth that night so I didn't mind.

"I doubt it, that drink is pretty incredible-well the little I could sip before you grabbed it was."

"Don't be a cry baby," she said and cocked her head to the side. Her bright red lipstick caught the light and her hair fell around her face and framed it amazingly.

"Hi, I'm Dylan."

"I'm Britney. Friends call me Brit."

After talking for a little while I slipped away to meet up with Cole. There was hardly any light in the club apart from the colored flashing lights so it was hard to spot him at first, but I was getting used to it.

"Having fun?" he asked.

"Yeah," I replied.

"You would be having more fun if you were with her," he said pointing at Brit.

"I don't know, man. I'm not sure if I want that."

"She is totally checking you out. And she is hot! Don't mess this up, dude. I'll be here if you need me, now, go!" He said over the loud music.

I made my way back to her table. She eyed me and smiled.

"I told you," she said.

"You told me?"

"I'm incredible. That's why you're back here," she teased.

I laughed and flashed her a smile.

"Want to get out of here? The smell of cigarettes is making me queasy."

"Sure." I replied.

I took her hand and helped her off the chair and out the door. Cole caught my eye and winked while mouthing something I couldn't catch.

"Want some?" she asked holding up a small bottle.

"It's only fair because you snatched my drink." I teased and took a swig.

She giggled as she leaned on the seat of my Bentley. She seemed pretty gassed and was a rambling mess.

"I think you're really cute. Do you know I think you're really cute?" she said inching closer.

"Well now I know. Sorry, but you aren't" I replied.

She pouted and frowned before I finished my sentence off with a "You're hot." I didn't know where it came from but I guessed it was the alcohol speaking.

"How about I make it hotter in here?"

"Woah, woah. Um..don't do that. Put your jacket back on. I think we should be getting back inside now."

"You're scared." She said through laughter.

"Scared? Me?-"

"-well, I'll see you tommorow. 11pm, my house. I have a few things to teach you about partying. One is you never drink strange things out of cute bottles offered to you by hot strangers." She hurried into the club with a cute smirk on her face.

She left her purse and I figured that was how I was to find her. I rambled through it and saw a note which had her address and her number and told whoever found her purse to return it to that address.

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A/N:

Brit and Dylan's story! How exciting, but also unfair.

How did this cool, crazy girl steal Dylan's heart?

Stay tuned and comment and vote!

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