(Alys Prov)
Right after they left, I went inside. I won't get anything outside either. I'll just look really pathetic standing alone outside while the people I know were having the time of their lives.
It took me ten minutes before I spotted Tofer. He was talking to some girl and he looked annoyed. His forehead creased and the girl was too close. I knew when a girl flirts and she's definitely getting it on with Tofer. Too bad he doesn't like her. I mean, he's never really liked anybody!
"Topher!" I tried to shout but to no avail. The club was really packed and no matter what I shouted, I doubt that Tofer would hear me so I just used all my might to enter the club. God I felt so dirty! All those gyrating bodies!
He smiled once he saw me emerging from the crowd.
"Alys, where did you go?!" he shouted at my ears.
I explained to him that I did go out minus the fact that I saw Drake... and Fier. I mean, did I need to elaborate on that?
He pulled me into one of the booths after we went up to the VIP lounge. Thank you! I thought I was going to faint on the dance floor.
"Drinks?" he asked.
I shook my head. My headache is okay now, I did not need another hangover to add.
He shrugged at my response. He just sipped quietly while eating his order. Mind your own business, Tofer. Hangover's a bitch. Mind your own business tomorrow.
I let my eyes roam around the club. Typical scene. Boring. I stood there until I reached the iron rail of the VIP lounge and there, I saw Drake and Fier dancing.
Fier's POV
God, such a kill joy!
We were just sitting in the booth and seriously, I'm almost considering stabbing myself for being so boring!
"Really? Are we just going to sit all night?" I asked with my face already turning a little red with annoyance.
Cristine nodded and Drake? Well, he's Drake. What would I expect?
"And we're not just sitting, Fier. We're drinking too! Hehe. Isn't that right, Drake?" she asked her really, really grumpy best friend. It's good that Drake is hot if I didn't walk out on him! I mean, I've talked to him a few times but we're still not friends. He's so shy to talk!
I rolled my eyes at them. Come on!
The music blasted. OMG! Favorite song!
I immediately pulled Drake from his seat. "Let's dance, please?"
He looked at me like I was crazy.
"PLEASE?"
He shook his head.
I widened my eyes.
"You don't want to? I'll kiss you right here if you don't agree!" I told him. He didn't even move! He didn't believe what I said?! "You don't believe me?" I asked with disbelief.
He didn't even flinch! He just stood there! God what the hell was wrong with him?! What exactly did that Alys do here to make her ex-boyfriend colder than ice?!
I did what he didn't expect me to do. I grabbed his head and kissed him.
"Oh, my god, Fier!" Cristine shrieked. She even dropped her glass in shock at what I did. Sorry but I really do what I said I'll do.
I pulled out of the kiss. What was Cristine acting like? It's not like I raped Drake! It was just a peck! If you could act like you thought I violated his best friend.
Look, Drake is still reaction-less. I guess I should have kissed him harder. Hmm next time!
Cristine stood up and pulled Drake away from me. Seriously! Protective? Just a mother hen?
"Fier!" she said again. She always says my name, huh! I've noticed!
I rolled my eyes and grabbed my glass of tonic. "What?"
"Why did you do that?!"
"Why did you do that?!"
I shrugged. He challenged me, duh. "Nothing. Why are you angry? It's not like I raped him or anything. Chill, honey!" I said and then handed her her drinks. "Come on, Cristine. He's old enough and he's hot and single! Let the man have a life," I said and then wiggled my eyebrows.
She shook her head at my response. Cristine is also so uptight that until now, zero lovelife. I mean, she's really pretty but you know what? KJ. Boo. Boring!
I didn't want to look stupid dancing alone on the dance floor so I approached the still reaction-less Drake and pulled him. Finally he gave in!
"Let's dance!" I shouted at him. Yeah you need to shout at times like this. The music is so loud and I love it!
Since I didn't want us to be sardines in the middle of the dance floor, I forced us to climb up on stage to make room. Yeah, it was roomy since we were the only ones up there!
When I got up on stage, the people started shouting. I know, right? I frequented this bar before I left for Canada and all the faces here are familiar! Oh, it's so good to be back!
"Stop it," he mouthed. Oh, shy boy! He seemed embarrassed by what we were about to do!
I just chuckled at him and winked. "Loosen up, Drake! Come on, let's go to the stage!" I urged him but he still didn't move. This man was really testing my patience, huh! But I won't stop you, Drake. I'll never give up until I see you enjoying yourself. I'll make it my personal mission to get you out of your sad world.
The people were cheering for Drake to go on stage. After seconds of silently wishing he would go up, finally!
🎶I live for the night I live for the lights I live for the high til I'm free fallin' I live for the night I live for the lights I live for the high til I'm free fallin' Til I'm free fallin I live for the nights🎶
"I thought you'd embarrass me in the crowd," I whispered to him. Maybe he couldn't hear me over the loud music so I got right up to his ears. And damn, this guy smells so freaking good!
He did not respond, typical of him. It's just me, I'm happy that I got him up on stage! Way to go, Fier!
I held his hands and took him right in the middle of the stage. People were dancing wildly and I love it! God this was exactly what I missed about clubbing! The dancing and feeling free!
"Come on, Drake, dance!" I taunted him.
I winked at him and started dancing.
🎶I am tryna holla got that ink up on my colla' Drinkin til it's nada, isn't whiskey I don't bother My b-itches ain't no dimes they be mothaf-uckin' dollars 🎶
I turned my back on him and started grinding myself against his statue-like body. I meant statue as in he wasn't moving! But he could also be statue as in his body was like really ripped! Sheez really, Drake! Why so hot?
When he didn't move, I turned to him and kissed his cheek.
"Dance with me, Drake. I swear I'll volunteer you for a body shot if you still don't move!" I said, really meaning it. God, I can imagine where in the body this statue could be body shot!
"You're a pervert," he said.
OMG, Fier! He's spoken!
I winked at him. "It's fun, try it sometime."
He shook his head and then smiled a little. Ooooh, that sexy smile! You showed up too!
🎶So we stack our drinks up high, skyscrappin' til we taller I ing ring hit that up show that universal love If you bleed that red blood dance until you get enough🎶
And then we danced... Well I danced and he kinda did dance. But that's not the point, he's enjoying himself and that's my goal!
Alys' POV
Drake's dancing. He never danced with me before.
I couldn't bear to watch what I was watching anymore. I went back to the table with Tofer and immediately drank the shot that was supposed to be for him.
"Oh, slowly, Alys! Here, lemon," he said then handed me the lemon and the salt shaker.
Damn tequila! You still taste bad!
After drowning myself, I reached for the black label next to him. Seriously, why is there so much alcohol in our booth?!
"Geez, Perez. Do you want to drink yourself to the hospital? You might get alcohol poisoning!" he said worriedly after I added ice and poured JD into my glass.
I clanked my glass with his and took the drink in one gulp. Sheez! Alcohol really was a b-itch.
"Relax, Tofer. I'll stop when I want to stop."
I smiled at him and poured myself another drink.
Damn you, two Palms!