Mahone Crew Preferences

Clubbing

Austin: Music blared through the speakers as you and Austin danced. His hands on your hips while you moved your body to the beat. Sweat glistened on your body. You had no idea how long you had been at the club but you didn't care. You could stay here all night. Body's moved around you, but you only saw Austin. His big smile bright in the darkness of the room. He bent down close to your ear, "C'mon, let's get out of here." You smiled and nodded. He led you out the door and hailed a taxi. You slid into the backseat of the cab and Austin followed. His eyes trailed over your body and your heart pounded in anticipation. What Austin had in store for you was definitely something worth leaving for.

Robert: "Want something to drink?" Rob nodded and continued talking to the boys. You pushed your way through the gyrating bodies. Clubs weren't really your scene but tonight was a special occasion. You just hoped that you'd make it to the bar without being violated in some way. After you got through the sea of people, you ordered Robs favorite drink and got a cherry coke for yourself. Someone had to stay sober to make sure none of the lads got arrested. After picking through the people once again, you noticed Rob was missing. You put down the drinks and looked around for him. A moment later, you spotted him in the middle of the dance floor. Dancing with someone who sure as hell wasn't you. You made your way to Rob and tapped on his shoulder. He turned around and looked from you to the girl. "Um. I was just-" You rolled your eyes. "Shut up and dance with me." He looked surprised but followed you to the other side of the dance floor. You weren't upset with him but if he was dancing with anyone, it was gonna be with you.

Alex: "Babe, you know I don't dance," Alex whined. You tugged on his arm relentlessly. "Please. It's my birthday." You batted your eyelashes and pouted. He rolled his eyes, "Fine. But please don't make that face again." You laughed and nodded. Taking his hand, you led him out into the middle of the dance floor. The music was fast and loud. You moved your hips to the beat while Alex watched. "You have to move to dance, Alex." He smiled and shook his head. "Fine then. Just stand there like an idiot." You moved towards him and began to grind on him. Of course this wasn't how you normally danced but you had to get him moving some how. And it worked. His hands found your hips and he moved with you to the music. It wasn't anything special but this was good for Alex.

Zach: "Come dance with me," you told your boyfriend, grabbing his hand. He yanked it away,"Can't you see I'm having a conversation?" He rolled his eyes and turned back to Robert. You huffed and walked away. Fine, you'd dance by yourself. You made your way to the middle of the dance floor and danced to the newest rap song that blared through the speakers. A couple songs later, you felt a pair of hands slip around your waist. Thinking it was Zach, you continued to dance, swaying your hips against him. After a couple minutes of dancing you heard an angry Zach yelling. Confused you turned around. Your eyes widened when you realized you weren't dancing with Zach but with some stranger. Zach came up to the guy and began to yell at him. "Excuse me mate, but what the fuck are you doing with my girl?" The held his hands up in mock surrender, "Hey man. I didn't mean any harm." The guy backed away slowly and Zach turned to you. "What was that about?" He was still obviously upset. "I though it was you. Honestly, Zach." He narrowed his eyes at you, "Fine. But you're going to dance with me for the rest of the night." You shrugged, "Sounds great to me." He smiled and you stood up on your tiptoes to give him a gentle kiss.

Drew: "Hey. Hey. (Y/N). Hey," Drew poked your shoulder, trying to get your attention. "What, Drew?" He laid his head on your shoulder, "I wuuuuvvv yooouu!" You rolled your eyes, "You are drunk off your ass Drew." He pouted, "You didn't say you loved me back." You giggled, "I love you too, babe." He smiled and took another sip of his drink. A couple minutes later Drew was tapping on your shoulder again. "(Y/N), heeeyy. (Y/N)." You sighed, "Yes, Drew." He stared at you a moment as if he didn't hear you. You waved a hand in front of his face. "Helllooo Drew?" He snapped to attention. "Um, um. Can I have another drink," he slurred. You shook your head, "No. You've had plenty." He crossed his arms like a child. "No, Drew." He glared at you but he got over it soon enough. "Hey, let's dance." You nodded but as soon as Drew stood up, he fell down. You tried not to laugh as you helped him up. "Okay. If you dance in this condition I think you're going to injure yourself or somebody else." He shrugged and leaned on you. "Woah, there." You wrapped your arm around his waist, attempting to support him. "Yeah. I think it's time to leave." You led him out of the club and into the car. When you got home you practically had to drag him upstairs to the bedroom. You them remove his shoes and tucked him. Knowing he would have a wicked hangover, you grabbed some water and aspirin and out it on the table beside him. After cleaning up you crawled into bed beside him. He turned over and wrapped his arms around you. "I love you, (Y/N)." You smiled, "I love you too, Drew."