Nicky's P.O.V.
I didn't understand.
Where the fuck was Robbert. I told him to come there a little earlier. I wanted Emma to spend time with him. Zara told me...how much Emma likes him. In fact, she loves him. Truly, madly, deeply. I want both of them to spend time together.
I just wished he would come earlier.
Zara's P.O.V.
"Man...this party is getting a little bit boring. I don't know what we're supposed to do. I wanna drink more but you won't let me." Emma said. She was drunk. A little bit.
"I think that there is every fucking existing DJ in this world in this party. BUT I DON'T UNDERSTAND THAT WHY THE FUCK IS HARDWELL NOT HERE." she almost screamed.
"Shhh calm down." I said.
"I can't, okay? I just can't. Its not fair to me. I came here thinking that I will see the love of my life but no! He's nowhere to be found. My life..." and she kept on rambling and I tried my best to not listen to her.
The music in that party was so awesome. Seriously. So. Awesome.
I mean, world famous DJs were playing there. How could the music not be awesome?
After 15 minutes or so, when I was trying my best to handle Emma and was successful, all the people at the party started screaming. Like, howling, screaming, squealing, etc.
It was a little bit scary.
I noticed that everyone was heading towards the entrance and I could see that there was a cloud of smoke at the entrance and someone was entering. It was a guy maybe. Hands raised up, pumping his fists in the air according to the beat of the music. Everyone surrounded him.
After 5 minutes of his little celebration, he moved ahead and the lights fell on him.
He was no one other than Hardwell.
The first thought which came to my mind when I saw him was 'Emma will scream out any moment' and then 'Damn. He's looking so friggin' hot.'
He was still shaking hands with all his DJ friends and it had been, like, 10 minutes since he made his grand entry. 10 minutes is a time too long to just shake hands with people and greet and hug them, right? So what if he was the number 1 DJ of the world?
Emma's all attention was on her phone when Robbert and Nicky came to us. They looked like some long lost buddies. So close.
"Hey. Get Emma's attention here" Nicky whispered in my ear. His whisper sent chills down my spine but I didn't let it show.
"Um, Emma, look up from your phone and to your left." I said nervously. I didn't understand why I was nervous.
She looked up and her face was a sight to see. It was a mixture of happiness, nervousness and shock. Her mouth was wide open and eyes looked so big. But most of all she was so happy. I was happy seeing her so happy.
Robbert was looking at her and smiling a lovely smile which I am sure stole her heart.
"Hi" he said to Emma.
Emma couldn't speak. She would cry any moment if she spoke. She gripped my palm, said a hi and put her hand over her mouth, trying her best not to scream.
And all of that 'trying not to scream pain' was coming on my hand. She was squeezing my hand so tight that even I had to put a hand over my mouth and tried to not scream.
Both Robbert and Nicky were a little worried about me now seeing the way Emma was making her grip tighter on my hand. My hand was becoming redder by the minute and Emma was making no plans of leaving it.
I literally had to pull her hand away from mine and smack it. She was having a fan girl attack. It was clear.
"Um, Nicky, I, uh, we need to go to the restroom." I told Nicky and he nodded. "Please excuse us." I quickly said and pulled Emma out of her chair.
As soon as we opened the door to the restroom, Emma screamed her lungs out.
"You bitch! What was the need to grip my hand so tightly! I feel like its frozen or can't function or something like that!" I scolded her.
"I'm sorry, Zar but AH!" she said with a dreamy look on her face.
"Now listen. We're going back. Dare you act like that or grip my hand again. That shit hurts. You get it?" I said while pouring cold water on my hand. Man. That hurt.
