Chapter 3: Who knew a night could change things.

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Davis

I couldn't help but stare at Sasha as her body danced along with the beat. It was thrilling how awesomely she was dancing.

It shook my body grave to go dance with her. Don't you dare walk up to her and dance with her. Ashley's at home with that dish she said that she was going to surprise you with. I thought deeply before I concluded that I was going to walk up to her and do what I intended to.

"Hey, mind if I join you on the dance floor? " I asked smirking. I felt like a big boy somehow, it was strange but it was just something I felt that was electrifying.

" If you can shake your tushie, join in". She said dragging my hand to a spot on the stage. My heart raced, my head was beating like a drum, her normal words was driving me nuts.

"Well, it'll be my pleasure to Sasha" I said unusually formal, I felt bigger with myself when I was around girls that talked to me with ease.

"Common DJ give me that beat" She screamed covering the side of her mouth. She looked like her drink was spiked, she looked like she was under the influence of a drink.

She was weirdly hyper. I didn't see it as anything though, probably she drank her depression away or something because she looked....

"How about Call Me Maybe by Carly Rae Jepsen?! " Someone at the back called out. "Yeah! " Another screamed, it was a mad house in there and I liked it.

We danced and danced and danced.....  It was funner than anything, I felt free. Like I was at home and I'd been here before.

The song ended, and coincidentally Ashley called. My heart melted my feet started sweating and for some very strange reason, I was panting fast.

"Hey Ashley... How are you doing? " I asked stuttering, I could imagine how confused she looked.

"Well, I'm fine. How are you and where are you? " She asked shrieking.

"Well I'm at pops, I stopped by for a drink before I headed over to your place" I explained as Sasha started laughing.

Oh shit, Ashley's gonna hear girl laugh and get suspicious about something. I thought. For a moment, I didn't even realize Ashley talking to me.

"Uhm... Yeah, totally" I said trying to pretend like I knew what she was saying.

"I know you didn't hear me, I said what are you doing at pops? " She kind of yelled so I could hear her this time.

" I can hear you Ashley" I laughed lightly. "I stopped by for a drink" I repeated.

"Oh really, so when are you getting back home? " She asked. Why was she asking so much questions, didn't I have a right to go out any more?

"Uhmmmm, I'm guessing by twelve o'clock, see not too long" I said with a voice lighter than usual.

"That late! When am I going to have time to see you Davis? " She asked. I understood her point of view but she also needed to understand that I'm a man now, I know when to be out and when not to be out.

"Soon babe" I said trying to soothe her a little bit, she sounded tense. For me...

"I even made that special dish I promised you Yesterday, I put it in the microwave to warm. You're gonna love it. Please come back home" She pleaded, I'm sure Sasha thought I was crazy. She just stared at me for what felt like ages.

"Uhmmmm, thanks. I'll be back soon. Bye" I clicked the cut icon on my phone. I was so ticked off, at the same time pleased that she waited for me. Time to get back to Sasha.

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