Chapter 17: Love in This Club

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It's a weird thing to be so focused on one thing, one person, and then that person be gone. It has been a quiet two weeks. I have gone and explored London more, but this time with Jill. With Niall being out of town I haven't had to stress out about saying and doing the right thing. We have texted a little, but Niall is busy in meetings. I have been guilty of telling him that I am babysitting so I can't talk. Niall clearly likes a challenge so me being available to talk to him isn't good. He has to work to talk to me. I think Niall should be home within the next couple days. Sadly, my vacation is quickly coming to an end.

"Ronnie!" Jill comes barging into my apartment.

"Don't you think you should knock? I could be naked," I mumble. I am sprawled out on my couch watching The Office on Netflix. I peel my eyes off the TV and look at Jill. She is in tight leather pants with a shimmery metallic tank top. Her black high heels make my eyes go wide. "Where are you going?"

"We are going to a club

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"We are going to a club." Jill smirks at me. She seems a little off.

"What club?" I ask in shock.

"Any club. I just need to get out and so do you." Jill walks away and leaves me alone.

I stand quickly and follow her into my room. I find Jill digging through my closet. She moves things around and pulls different things off the hangers. After a few minutes she turns around with two pieces of clothing. She sets them on my bed. A black skirt that has a cheetah print in silver and a black bodysuit that is a tank top and has a plunging neckline. I don't remember packing these things. I didn't even know I owned them.

"Where did those come from?' I don't even try to hide my distaste

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"Where did those come from?' I don't even try to hide my distaste.

"I brought them for you." Jill gives me an evil smile. "Go get dressed and we will go!"

"I cannot wear that." I stare at the outfit and then look at Jill. "Why isn't your outfit more like mine?"

"I am almost thirty-five. I should not be wearing clothes like that anymore." Jill smiles at me. "You are in your prime. I bet you have never worn anything like this. Just wear something like this once."

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