Jess's POV
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Well it's 11:32, i'm a little bit tipsy and we are about to walk into one of the big club in the middle of the city in the costumes that Kendall and I spent a little over a week making.
Yes we are the fucking power rangers. What about it?
My low waisted pink skirt and tight turtle neck, long sleeve top fit perfectly on my body as we stand in line to get in.
"Babes we look fucking hot!" Rory yells gaining cheers from Bella, Kendall and I.
After a few more pep talks to each other, we get up to the bouncer, show our IDs and he marks our names of the guest list we are on. Side by side we all walk into the club with confidence radiating off us.
Working with countless models in internships over the years has definitely impacted the way I present myself. If there was one thing i've learnt is that confidence is what attracts people's eyes too you.
And if you aren't confident with yourself, fake it till you make it.
The loud bass music radiates into my whole body as we step into the club and immediately i'm feeling a little dizzy. The club is in a dark purple lighting with an open bar to the right corner of the club, with a dance floor in the middle, filled with drunk and sweaty body's dressed up in costumes dancing with one another. In the far back part of the club and along the left hand side, there are VIP lounges and sectioned off couches that people are sitting at. In a distance I see Kendall and Rory pushing through the crowd to dancing with each other.
"I need a fucking drink" I yell to Bella over the loud music. She immediately grabs my hand and pulls me towards the bar.
"4 shots of vodka please!" She tells the bartender and quickly enough they're in front of us and we quickly chuck them back and I feel the burn down my throat, pumping adrenaline into my veins.
"We're dancing and then your going to come and find my sister with me!" She yells once again over the music while pulling me into the dance floor.
I slowly feel the vodka in my system and i'm moving my body with Bella's to the beat of the music. Swaying my hips and throwing my head back, fully allowing myself to be free in my mind.
At this very point in time I feel carefree, alive if you must say. These nights out, the dancing, alcohol and even occasionally drugs are the things keeping me at bay. As weird as it must sound. With the studying, designing and working constantly going on around me I often find myself craving the adrenaline rush. Some people get that rush through doing life threatening stunts like skydiving or race car driving, some get it from sex and lust. I get that rush from partying, fully allowing myself to be free and at ease. Being one with my self and the substances running through my body. I get that rush from the reactions of ones around me while i'm doing this, the stares, the cheering, the touching and the gawking. What can I say, i'm an egotistical bitch.
I sway my hips, laughing with bella as the alcohol finally starts to kick in and get lost in the feeling of peace.
After a while of dancing Bella leans into my ear, "C'mon let's go, we're going to find my sister and Mr Malik." she yells, so I can hear her over the music. I nod instantly while she pushes through the crowed, my hands on her shoulders so we don't get split up.
The vibes in this club is one that i've never experienced before. Everyone is so lost in themselves and their partners, grinding and dancing with one another, to realise the many A list celebrities amongst them. In saying this, this is a party thrown by fucking One Direction, What did I expect?
I step up onto my toes to see if I can spot Gigi or Zayn over the crowd. To my luck, I instantly spots them hidden away in the back corner of the room, accompanied by Kendall, Rory and 4 other guys whom I cant make out from the distance we are at.
We quickly make our way over to them, in there sectioned off area of the club. "Why hello Miss Victoria Secret angel" I speak into Gigi wrapping my arms around her from behind, causing her to squeal from initial shock but then excitement runs though her squeals as she registers who I am.
She quickly turns around and embraces me in a tight hug. I laugh at her drunk, affectionate state and turn to Zayn beside her, hugging him. "Missed me?" he teases.
"No, only missed your weed supply. You know that's the only reason i'm friends with you right?" I reply playfully which he chuckles in response.
"Jesus your something else," He mutters after I slip out of the hug.
When I mentioned me and Zayn clicked instantly, I left out the tiny bit about us sneaking out of the Hadid's Christmas eve party to smoke joints in the backyard, which lead us to high confessions about our lives and sharing our whole lives in a space on what felt like 10 minuets.
I shift my gaze to the couch where I see 4 very attractive and familiar faces all staring at me with slack jaws.
Fucking One Direction are sitting on the couch in front of where i'm standing.
I've never really been a major fan of them just because I grew up with different types of music to the music they produce, but I definitely understand the hype that they get. I do like their music, the ones that aren't streamed on the radio, but I would never be the one to fangirl. Purely because my pride gets in the way.
I keep my unfazed, amused expression on my face, slowly smirking and raising my eyebrows up at their lack of speech, which leads the blonde one in front of me to start a conversation.
"Hi, i'm Niall," He clears his throat and smiles which slowly starts to bring the others back from whatever reality they were in. "This is Louis, Liam and Harry. Sorry they are a bit slow on reaction time due to the alcohol in their systems." He chuckles causing me to laugh slightly and glance at the other boys who all but one muster 'Hey's and 'Nice to meet you's.
Harry, keeps his stare on me and clenches his jaw without saying anything.
"I'll see you guys around" I smile and walk away without further conversation, keeping my eyes on Harry, with a smirk on my face, until i'm fully turned around, heading back to the bar, swaying my hips slightly to the beat of the music while I walk.
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She a bad ass
next chapter will be harry's POV of the same night!!
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Fiksi Penggemar"Hey wait," Harry calls out for me while i'm reaching for the door to my apartment. I turn around a smug smirk on my face and raise an eyebrow for him to continue. "I never got your name." He reveals. "Well that's because I didn't give it to you."...
