Defy Desire

Chapter 8 - Maia

When we got back to my apartment, we turned on the music and started drinking as we got ready. I showered, finally washing my hair and she did so after me. I blow dried it and ran my curlers through the ends to give it a small wave before starting my makeup. I applied my eyebrows, going a little more HD than I normally do and carved them out with concealer to give a perfect, defined finish. I did my eyes with a combination of dark and light browns finished with a halo of champagne sparkle on the lid and fake eyelashes. My foundation went on heavier than I usually wear, and I contoured my features, finishing with a translucent powder on top before applying my cappuccino lip liner and nude lipstick.

I carried on sipping my wine and singing along to the music as I studied my wardrobe for what to wear. Lola's display of outfits was lying on my bed; all tiny dresses that looked the same, just different colours.

I decided on a little black dress. It was tight fitted and showed off my slightly larger than average bust and came down to just above my knee. I paired it with simple black stilettos and threw my phone, lipstick, driving license and bank card into a plain black clutch.

I continued to dance through my apartment and drinking my wine as Lola decided on a red mini dress, that came barely under her arse, and black strappy shoes with a black clutch. Her makeup was heavy, and her dark eyeshadow made her eyes stand out. Her brown, thick hair looked amazing against her tanned skin in her dress.

We spent a little more time drinking to get in the mood and booked our taxi for 8pm. We arrived at The Fox sharp and I felt a little awkward going into a pub dressed this way. Lola didn't care; she was already more drunk than I was. The bar was right near her halls and was always packed with students; it was extremely loud and there were already several girls in there as overdressed as us. I reminded myself it was Friday night. Lola and I sat down, and she ordered gin and tonics.

'From wine to gin,' I laughed, as she placed them down. 'Dreading tomorrow already.'

'It'll be worth it,' she sniggered.

We drank our drinks and discussed our day and she told me about her new friend Georgia who was meeting us in town. She was a recovery nurse in Cardiology and was only a year or two older. I told her about Nate, and she smiled and teased me about him. I was so excited to see him; I didn't realise just how much.

As the clock hit 9:30pm, Lola booked a taxi on the app and as we stood outside while we waited, she lit up a cigarette.

'Naughty,' I mumbled, shaking my head.

'Social smoker!' She puffed it out. 'Doesn't count.'

'You're a nurse!' I reminded her.

'Doesn't mean it's illegal!' she stated.

I shook my head again and the taxi arrived a few minutes after and took us into the city centre to Beatz, where we thanked him and made our way into the club. The doorman stamped our hands after seeing our ID and we went inside and headed to the bar to find the others.

'They might not be here yet; it's just gone ten!' I yelled over the music.

She didn't hear me as she held onto my hand and pulled me through the crowd.

When we got to the bar, her friend Georgia was waiting, and they ran to each other and hugged. I smiled and said hi to her and she hugged me also before we ordered our drinks. I ordered another G&T, planning to stick to one drink the rest of the night to avoid vomiting or making a fool of myself in front of Nate.

We all stood at the bar and Lola and Georgia continued chatting about their day and I eventually felt a tap on my shoulder. I spun round to see Nate, Ava and Jodie, along with two other guys and one other girl. We all hugged and greeted each other, and they introduced me to their friends. One of the guys was Tommy and his friend was Dan. The girl's name was Lexie and she was undeniably beautiful. Her skin was so golden, and her brown hair was only short, just past her shoulders but the style was so perfectly messy like she didn't even need to try. I wondered if Nate had any history with her; I couldn't deny any guy would swoon after her.