Why Won't You Love Me | c.h.

Chapter Four

"How did I even get myself into this? I don't even like clubs!!" Jo was currently tearing her closet apart looking for something to wear.
Emma and Andy sat on her bed, both trying to convince her that each outfit she had tried on looked perfectly fine.

"I don't know. I'm just not liking any of it."

"Why are you so stressed out about this? You have never cared this much about what you wear," Emma said, going through Jo's clothes that she had laid out on the bed.

Andy sat there for a second, his features pulled together as if he was thinking, until he looked up and smiled at Jo.

"What?" Jo asked, clearly not amused by Andy's sudden happiness.

"You like one of the guys, don't you?"

Jo paused, but Emma jumped right into the conversation.

"She totally does!! Which one is it? I bet it's the lead singer, he seems like your type," Emma, who was now very interested in the conversation, looked like a bubbly school girl who just found out the hottest gossip.

Jo didn't freak like she thought she would if someone found out she had a slight infatuation with him.

"So? What if I do?" Jo said nonchalantly while picking up a top she had discarded onto the floor a few minutes prior.

"Are you going to tell us who it is, or are we going to have to guess?" Andy quizzed.

Jo looks at Andy and Emma through her full-body mirror, "Well, I'm not going to tell you either way, so..."

"My bet is the lead singer, what do you think Andy?" Emma said as she unlocked her phone.

"Hmm...I think I know, but I kind of just want to see this plays out because I think said guy likes her back."

Jo almost choked on the air she was breathing in. Just the idea that Calum could like her back literally took her breath away.

How was she going to survive a night with him?

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The music was vibrating through Jo's head as her and Andy stepped into the club. There was barely enough room for them to get through the entrance, having to slip past people at strategic times.

Looking around, Jo was getting more nervous about tonight. She saw most of the girls in very revealing clothing, her only thought was that she wished she could wear things like that without feeling bad about herself.

"Hey, I think I'm going to find the restroom," Jo said to Andy. Well, more like yelled.

"Okay, I'm going to look around for the guys, they said were here before we walked in," he said.
Jo just nodded and walked away to find the restroom which was no doubt going to have line that stretched across the club.

After having to ask a few bartenders and one very drunk woman, she finally found the restroom. To her surprise, there were only a few people in front of her, and the line seemed to be moving very quickly.

She finally got a stall to herself and tried to maneuver around the toilet so she wouldn't touch the seat. There's absolutely no telling what is on those seats. She washed her hands and was about to walk out before she caught a glimpse of herself in a full-length mirror.

I'm not that bad looking, Jo thought.

The makeup she had done on herself was a little more dramatic than usual, having added some liner and lashes. Her outfit was something she wouldn't normally wear, but Emma had insisted on it. Emma had been making a lot of Jo's clothing decisions lately and she was secretly happy about it.