Eila's POV
As we enter through the club doors, a wave of familiarity washes over me. It has been a while since I've been to a club, and I did miss the craziness of it all. Joe and I waste no time in ordering drinks for the three of us.
"What are you having mate?" Joe asks as he taps his fingers on the bar counter in a nervous manner.
Caspar shrugs. "Whatever you're having."
Joe nods in a defeated way and turns back to make his order. The three shot glasses filled to the brim arrive in barely a minute, and Joe hands me mine carefully. Caspar looks like he doesn't give a shit whether he drinks it or not, but still he tips his head back and drinks at the same time we do. We have another two rounds of shots before stopping, the warm blanket of alcohol beginning to spread through our bodies. As we all start walking to the dance floor I glimpse at Caspar - although he's not smiling, there seems to be a new spark of life in his eyes that wasn't there before. His movements seem more fluid and natural with a little alcohol in his veins.
We reach the outskirts of the throng and even here the music is so loud it numbs out all other noise. Joe and I start moving together on the dance floor, our bodies grinding on one another and fitting together like two puzzle pieces. To my surprise Caspar is dancing - sure, he's not enjoying it like he used to - but his eyes are shut and his head is nodding up and down to the music. It looks like he is getting lost in the sound, which is a good thing for him.
The next two hours are perfect in their all their wild insanity and sweatiness - it seems that all of us get lost in the beat, letting the lights and sound drown out all of our other thoughts. Even Caspar looks like he is enjoying himself now, a few more shot glasses in his system. I am starting to become a bit tipsy, however it's only making me enjoy the dancing more. The way Joe grips on to my hips with his hands sends fire rocketing through me. I can tell that he is lustful too by the look in his eyes, reflected by the pulsating lights. I turn to face him and keep moving my body against his in a way that I know is torturing him by the groan that escapes his lips. He leans in to press a wet kiss on my glistening neck, and the contact is enough to make me weak at the knees. I have no clue what time it is, however I want nothing more than to get out of this place right now with Joe next to me.
I lean in and trail kisses up his neck while he holds my hips against his groin, our bottom halves moving in time to the beat. "We should get out of here..." I say into his ear, my tongue running across my bottom lip. I feel him grip my hips even tighter and I can tell he agrees with me - but he turns to look me in the eyes and I can tell he is thinking of Caspar. I glance around for him, however it appears he has moved away during that intense moment between us.
"Where is he?" I yell over the music, now pulled away from Joe and scanning the crowd. It's a good thing Caspar is tall because I can usually spot him in a sea of people, but now he is nowhere to be seen.
"I have no idea!" Yells Joe, his voice taking on that concerned tone again. It doesn't help that my mind is clouded with alcohol and my thoughts are refusing to focus. When I try to think of where he might be a draw a complete blank.
"There he is! Right over..." Joe's voice trails off and I turn to look where he is pointing. The sight makes my blood run cold, even though we are standing amidst steaming bodies and the air is anything but chilly. Caspar is dancing with a nameless slutty girl, her dress riding up so high it's shameful. I watch as she flicks her hair back and loops her arms around his neck, a smile on her painted red lips. Caspar looks a little bit unaware of whats happening, however judging by the way he rolls his hips on hers he knows perfectly well what he's doing. My mouth opens as I watch the girl turn around and rub her ass all over his crotch, and he holds her hips while she does it. I suddenly have a huge desire to throw up.

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It's All About You ⌘ Joe Sugg ✓
Fanfiction**COMPLETED** ❝it's all about you eila, it always has been.❞ Two unlikely people collide and what follows is a passionate, sudden and powerful relationship. Life gets in the way like it always does but there's something different about Joe and Eila...