Loved You First (#Wattys2016)

Chapter 10: Clubbing

Paris' POV.

"I'm really sorry about your hand." Ian apologized for the sixteenth time since we got back in our room.

"It doesn't matter." I waved it off, going to the sink but left the door open. "I'm sure it doesn't even reach first degree."

I washed my face and seeing that I won't do my business, Ian entered. He held my burned hand and closed the faucet. "It's kind of blistering." He pointed out.

"Stop being such a girl. It's fine. I'm fine. Everybody's fine." I said, snatching my hand back to prepare my toothbrush.

"Are you sure?" He asked once again, his voice laced in concern.

"Mmh." I nodded and put the toothbrush in my mouth.

Ian stopped my arm and faced me towards him. My eyes widened at our close proximity.

He looked seriously at my eyes. "Are you sure?"

"Yes." I said but the toothbrush muffled my answer.

He took the toothbrush out of my mouth. "What?"

"I said yes. Now cut it out." I rolled my eyes and took my toothbrush from him.

He kissed my cheek and grinned before going out of the bathroom.

Jerk. I thought, but I couldn't help the blush on my cheeks especially on the spot he kissed.

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"Up. Up you go." I felt a finger tap my arm.

"What?" I groaned covering my eyes with Ian's arms.

"That's cute." Shane commented with a flat tone and continued to shake us awake. "Get up, lovebirds."

Aah. So we're lovebirds again.

"What is it, Shane?" Ian mumbled with his eyes closed and raspy voice. Okay, I admit. That was slightly hot.

Oh who am I kidding?

That was Channing Tatum, Chris Evans and Adam Levine combined hot.

"We're going out." Shane stated, tapping my arm. I shook his hand off and continued to snuggle into Ian's arms. Clingy, I know. But I can't seem to stop myself.

He was addicting.

"What time is it?" Ian asked, hugging me tighter. Warmth spread through my body and it quickly rose to my cheeks. A stupid grin was painted on my face.

"11:30." Shane answered.

"What?" I asked, still groggy.

"It's 11:30 in the evening. We're going clubbing. Let's go." He shook us yet again. "And please stop cuddling."

My eyes shot open. What did he say? "We are not cuddling."

"Right."

I turned to look at Ian to see a small smile on his face and tapped his arm. "Let's go." I said reluctantly. I didn't even know I enjoyed the moment.

"Way to ruin the freaking moment, Shane." Ian scowled.

He only chuckled and left the room. "5 minutes, guys."

"I swear I hate him." Ian shook his head.

I nodded. "I can't believe I'm going to agree with that."

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"Welcome to club ala Shane." Shane opened his arms wide as we entered the club.

"This is your club?" Charlie asked, looking around.

It was your typical club. Sweaty, drunk bodies, jumping, dancing and making a fool of themselves. A bar with a hot barista. Colorful strobe lights. A stage set for the DJ.

"Was." Shane answered. "Sold it to a friend so now, everything we buy is free. Free food, entrance and most especially,"

He stopped for a dramatic effect and smirked. "Drinks."

"One of the perks of having a rich, spoiled brat as a friend." Jade beamed. Shane disregarded the insult and high fived her.

"So drink all you want, guys. It's our first night here to really have fun." Shane smiled and quickly went over to the bar for a drink.

I looked at Ian and he smirked. "You in for a drink?"

"I'm in if you are." We grinned at each other and raced to the bar. It was a bit hard because of the people dancing but when we reached the bar, we were laughing.

"One margarita please." I smiled at the hot bartender.

Ian placed his arm around my shoulders. "From the ten years that we've known each other, I know that you're not a lightweight. Are you?"

"No."

"Then why start with a boring margarita?" He ridiculed.

"Because I want to?" I answered, making it sound like a question. The bartender handed me my drink and I sipped mockingly.

He rolled his eyes. "Fine, then. Tequila please."

"Why are our heavyweights drinking light drinks?" Jade gasped playfully.

"At least they're drinking. Look at Charlie here. He's both the designated driver and a freaking nanny just because his sweet little girlfriend is a lightweight." Shane teased.

"I'm just taking shots, okay?" Charlie defended.

"Sure." Jade smirked and went to the dancefloor. Shane followed along with Margot and Charlie.

"I'm done, Paris." Ian said and placed his glass on the table. I downed the rest of my margarita and smiled sweetly.

"Great. We're done with the boring ones." He exaggerated. "One bottle of Jack Daniels and two shot glasses please."

Since Jade was the wild-party kind of gal, Charlie being the too caring boyfriend and Shane our walking arrogant bank account and party invitation; Ian and I made a tradition of having a contest of drinking the most shots since both of us are heavyweights when it came to alcohol.

"Are you ready, princess?" Ian winked as the bartender gave a bottle of Jack Daniels and two shot glasses. He poured the drink to both glasses and

we grinned at each other.

"Bring it." Then we both drank bottoms up.

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A/N:

merry christmas y'all!!! =) (happy birthday to all those who have their birthdays today, yesterday or tomorrow ehem Tomlinson ehem)

this is kinda (?) my gift so yey be happy ü

don't forget to smile !

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