Drugs&Money

4-butterflies

Isabelle's POV

We all spent the rest of the night getting drunk and vaguely attempting to get to know each other.

It didn't work out as we planned due to being a little intoxicated but at least we attempted it.

We had just switched to a new place. It was quite posh but still fun.

Jordan had just arrived with Jesse and pat too so now there was more of us.

Although we had only known the boys for a few hours, getting along with them was like putting on some flats, completely easy and smooth. No laces or anything getting in the way. All natural.

Bad example, I know. But don't blame me blame the alcohol.

In other words, we got on like a house on fire.

I snapped out of my thoughts as Christian placed another drink in front of me. I lifted my head a little to look up at him and he grinned.

"For me?" I questioned, shocked by his kind gesture. I had figured that he was a kind person overall, I just Hadn't expected this. Or maybe this was his way of flirting on a sly.

"No, for mitchel." He joked. I let out a small giggle before picking up the drink and sipping it.

"Thankyou." I mumbled as i smiled up at him.

Up until now, I hadn't noticed how sober he really looked. How did he pull that off? I only needed to have one drink and you could already see it in my face.

"I'll pay for the next round. deal?" I offered as i placed my purse down on the bar.

However, he shook his head.

"No deal." He responded.

"Why?" I was honestly puzzled. Anybody else would've accepted the offer. I mean, i definitely would've.

"Because I, Isabelle, will not be drinking anymore." He spoke, trying to sound as posh as all the other people in here. I laughed at him before rolling my eyes.

I was dragged back into my thoughts as I admired him. His long blonde hair and his perfect hands.

How was he single?

Was he even single?

He must have noticed me admiring him because he sent me a sly wink and walked back over towards the others.

I decided to take a minute to re-adjust myself and stop the butterflies that formed both in my stomach and between my legs.

Once I sorted my self out, I picked up my drink and purse and strolled over to the table everybody was sitting at.

When I reached them, all eyes turned to me. I hadn't properly introduced myself to Jesse and pat yet but I'm sure they remembered me from the smiles they had plastered on their faces.

I smiled back before taking one hand away from my drink in a swift attempt to pull down my dress.

Right back up it came.

Noice.

"Dress giving you problems, love?"

Clinton's question took me by surprise. I thought i was slick with it but clearly not. And he just had to point it out.

I nodded my head without a single word escaping my mouth. I felt slightly embarrassed.

"Just take it off." Jesse spoke.

Disappointed but not surprised with that one.

Christian shook his head as everyone else broke out into a sudden laughter. "Ignore him. He's drunk." He spoke, hitting Jesse on the arm.

"Sorry love, I'm just messing with ya." Jesse continued.

i shook my head as a smirk formed on my face. "it's okay. If you want to take me to the bathroom i'm all for it." i replied, my voice as seductive as possible in attempt to mess with him.

Jesse's face lit up at my comment. clearly these boys didn't expect it from me but here i was, matching energy or whatever.

I rolled my eyes and sat down between Mitchel and Christian.

As I directed my eyes towards Nora, I noticed how close she was sitting to Clinton.

That was fast.

I switched my eyes into the direction of Zoe. Her heels steadied on the ground as she continued her conversation with pat.

Beside me, Christian lifted his arm and placed it over my shoulder.

Butterflies.

Again?

Wow.

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