She's My Angel

Chapter Twenty One

The audience loved all of our routines, and we got great reviews. I'm still pissed about Quinn though, he got me so worked up, and I hate it. I mean, I still want to kill him, but what did he mean when he said, "she's more drama than the eye candies worth..."

"Baby," Kirsten spoke after the performance, grabbing my hand.

"Are you okay?" She pouted. I gave her a smile and nodded, leaning down to kiss her as we stood in the dressing room, waiting on everyone to get changed so we could head to the club.

"I'm just thinking," I explained.

"Care to fill me in?" She asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Bro, that was awesome! Come get a photo with us!" Althea unknowingly interrupted. I nodded at her and turned back to Kirsten.

"Maybe later?" I asked and let go of her hand so I could go and take the photo. I took a picture with the guys and Althea so that we could go.

"I heard Corbyn's going to be there tonight," Althea teased, wiggling her eyebrows at Simon, who blushed. Corbyn wasn't much of a clubber, so it was actually shocking that she was coming out tonight.

"Do you like her or summat?" I asked, my accent probably throwing Isla a little bit off a bit. She looked utterly confused.

"She's pretty hot," he admitted with rosy cheeks. The boys and I shared a few laughs and tease him a little before Althea interrupted us.

"Okay, stop teasing the poor boy, and let's go! I'm ready to dance," she exclaimed, taking Kaea's hand, practically dragging her out the door. Simon shrugged and followed them, Ruthy was out the door right behind him. Kirsten waited for me by the door and took my hand with a smile.

"So, are you drinking tonight?" She asked curiously.

"Why not? It's a celebration after all," I winked. I usually wasn't one for drinking because, but how can I not on a night like this. One to remember with my friends around me...a night without fucking Quinn.

"Hey, hot stuff, why don't you let a real man take you out." Speak of the devil.

"Stay out of this," I warned him.

"I'm part of the Royal Family, you can't get away from me," he whined, rolling his eyes, taking a few steps forward.

"Just think about this..."

"Think about what you said on the phone to my girlfriend, you fucking asshole," I growled, moving closer to him once again until I felt Kirsten tugging at my arm.

"Baby, please don't. Tonight's about celebrating."

"Danny." Ezra and Ruthy appeared from behind me and quickly guided me towards the exit.

"No wait," I interjected, remembering what Quinn had said earlier in the night.

"Go get Althea." Kirsten looked hurt by my demand, and I didn't even have time to explain myself before she headed for the door.

"Dan, I dunno if that's the best idea, Kirsten-" Ruthy tried to add, but I quickly looked to Ezra.

"Please get Althea, I'll wait here," I asked calmly. He just nodded and pulled Ruthy to the door. I then approached Quinn when I knew there was nobody around.

"What did you mean earlier?" I asked demandingly.

"Huh?"

"When you said she's drama, what'd you mean?" I asked again. Quinn laughed and rolled his eyes.

"Like you don't already know." Now I was perplexed.

"I don't have a clue what you're talking about. But she's my girlfriend, and I have a right to know."