The Heartbreak Factor - Part Four

Chapter Fifteen.

Strutting through the streets of London in our heels, me and Elle had our arms linked with Chloe as she staggered all over the place. We hadn't even been out on her hen night for long - two bars, but Chloe was already borderline drunk. She was adamant from the moment we stepped out of her and Josh's apartment door that she was gonna get drunk and not remember any of her hen night in the morning. Whilst I was babysitting a drunken Chloe and clubbing animal Elle, George was babysitting an actual baby - Katy, with Josh's help. 

"Jesus, Chlo," I laughed as she nearly tripped up over her own feet. "It's 12 and you're already falling over?"

"I'm allowed to," she grinned back at me. "I'm getting married! I'm getting married in a week to the boy of my dreams and nothing can stop me from getting absolutely drunk tonight because I am the happiest I have ever been and I'm marrying the boy of my dreams."

"Come on," Elle laughed, shaking her head at Chloe's drunken speech as she began to lead us to the queue for another night club. "The night is still young."

"Unlike you," Chloe joked.

Elle slapped Chloe's arm in a jokey manner as we made our way to the back of the queue, past all the rowdy clubbers that were lined up along the club wall, waiting to get inside. 

*

As the beat of the song blasted through the club, the whole place seemed to erupt with energy as everyone jumped up and down to the bass. I held onto my glass as I watched Chloe and Elle jumping with each other, holding onto each other's arms for support in their ridiculously high heels. A laser shone around the club followed by loads and loads of flashing lights that flickered in my face. I couldn't help but grin to myself as I watched Chloe laughing at Elle, having a load of fun. 

"Sammy?" a voice said from behind me as I continued to laugh at Chloe and Elle as they jumped up and down, flapping their arms about. 

"Hello," I grinned, turning around. As I saw who was behind me, the grin disappeared. "Tom."

"How are you?" he asked, wrapping his arms around me as he tried to give me a friendly hug.

I pulled away, looking shocked at his advance. "What are you doing?"

"Giving you a hug?" he laughed.

I shook my head. "I mean, what are you doing even talking to me? You tried to ruin my relationship with George. How stupid are you? Do you really think I'd wanna talk to you, let alone hug you, after everything you put me through with him?" 

"I just.." 

"You just what?" I asked, shouting over the music so he could hear me. 

"I just thought it's been nearly two years and you and George are pretty solid now so I thought I'd come and apologise," he said. 

I looked at him and then at Chloe and Elle as they looked over at me, looking alert as they saw me talking to Tom. "I think it's good of you to try and apologise, but do you really think it's an appropriate time?" I asked. "It's Chloe's hen night. I think you should go as I don't want anybody to get the wrong idea and I especially don't want you to manipulate this and use it against me in another bullshit drama with George."

"Sammy, I.."

"You should go," I said before walking over to Chloe and Elle with a huge grin on my face.

"What was that about?" Elle asked as I got to where they were stood. 

"He just wanted to say hello and I told him to go," I smiled. "Now, come on. The night is young, right?"

*

"You've got so much class," I joked to Chloe as we sat in one of the booths in the clubs, watching her as she downed three shots in one breath. "What does Josh see in you?"