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I shook my head. "No, no. I am not wearing this." I looked like a hooker. The dress was way too tight and short. It was a black tight leather dress that hugged my curves and stopped at my mid thigh. I was wearing a strapless push up bra that showed my cleavage. I was wearing long black boots with heels on the bottom, they stopped at my knee.

I had fake eyelashes and nails on which I hated and I felt as though I had too much makeup on. I didn't look like my normal self. My hair was frizzy and looked as though I had just came out of bed. Faith said I looked hot but I didn't think so. The dark purple matte lipstick on me was already irritating me, I couldn't lick my lips.

Faith was wearing a black leather mini skirt and a pink, metallic sliver crop top. She wore black boots as well but had her hair in a neat bun. She was bending over the table, looking into the mirror as she continued doing her eyebrows. "Yes, you are." she murmured, focusing on her eyebrows.

I shouldn't be out doing this but I wanted to please Faith. She needed a distraction from Ty anyway. He apparently kept annoying her.

I sighed, adjusting my breasts uncomfortably. I could barely breathe in the dress.

Faith looked at me from head to toe, "what are you talking about? You look fine. Not even fine, sexy! Guys are totally going to talk to you tonight," she said, winking and adding more hair pins in her hair. She checked her phone, "our Uber's here." I groaned as she threw a large fluffy pink coat at me whilst she wore her big metallic gold coat.

Faith didn't let me zip my coat even though it was freezing cold outside. We sat in the back of the Uber. Faith told the driver the directions and squeezed my hand. "Don't look so worried!" She said, attempting to cheer me up. I nodded, staring out the window. "Veronica and Ellie will meet us there." I barely knew them two but they were Faith's friends.

Once we arrived at the club, Faith paid the taxi driver and led me to the bouncer who was tall and buff. He let us in, easily. Faith must of knew him.

The club was loud with music bouncing off the walls and people dancing on bars and tables. Faith led me to the bar where a sat on the stool beside her. Moments later Veronica and Ellie arrived, hugging and greeting us. The three of them ordered alcohol whilst I ordered some lemonade.

They complained about me not drinking alcohol but I ignored that. I didn't like drinking, it had bad side effects. Eventually, Faith dragged me onto the dance floor, I tried to move away but she pulled me there, immediately dancing.

She was moving her body, dancing like there was no tomorrow with Veronica and Ellie. I stood there, unsure of what to do. "Come on!" She screamed over the music. "Dance, Mia! I've seen you do it before!" I sighed, there was no point standing there. So I started dancing, moving my hips to the rhythm of the beat.

Faith and Ellie were dancing around me, cheering me on. Veronica however had disappeared with some guy she kept eying. We were dancing together, singing the lyrics to the Beyoncé song. Ellie went and got us more drinks, we moved to the side, away from the dance floor.

I sipped my lemonade, the drink burning my throat. I coughed, "Is this lemonade?" I asked, Ellie and Faith glanced at each other and nodded. I shrugged, sipping it again.

There was a funny taste to it but I decided to ignore that. We finished our drinks, going back on the dance floor when a remix started blasting out the speakers. We were dancing, cheering and singing. My arms were in the air as I moved my hips. Someone then snaked their arms around my waist. Shocked, I turned around to see Harry. I smiled, "Harry!" I gave him a short hug and he let go of me.

"Nice dance moves," he complimented, I thanked him, grabbing his hand and saying, "dance with me!"

We moved together, dancing. I didn't realise how close our bodies were getting. Soon, our bodies were practically grinding against each other. I gazed into his eyes as I danced. They seemed more mesmerising than before. Someone tapped me on my shoulder. I moved away from Harry, turning to see Faith holding a drink in her hand.

I thanked her before quickly drinking it. I gave it back to her before turning back to Harry. We weren't close anymore, just dancing casually. The beat of the music changed, a Spanish song started playing.

Harry pulled me to him, our bodies touching. He pulled a strand of hair away from my face. "You are so beautiful," he said. I smiled, dancing again. I forgot about Faith and her two friends. I forgot about my work, college and jobs. I forgot about my ex and in that moment I felt free. I was dancing the night away.

I started to feel dizzy. Harry asked if I was okay and I told him to take me to the bar. I sat on one of the stools, rubbing my sweaty forehead. He handed me a drink, I didn't even ask what it was I just drank it. He gave me another and I drank it all. We started talking about how warm it was in the club. I wasn't controlling how much I was drinking. He kept talking and I kept drinking what he gave me.

The dizziness started again but I chose to ignore it, taking Harry's hand and going on the dance floor. My back was on Harry's chest. We were dancing quite dirty. My hips were moving against his, my butt rubbing against his crotch, his arms holding me.

I turned around so I was facing him. His hands were now resting on my butt. He leaned down and kissed me and I kissed him back, his hand on my cheek. We pulled away and he took my hand, leading me somewhere. I giggled as I stumbled, following him. We were going outside to the back.

I felt dizzy but this was fun. Harry was taking me on an adventure. He pushed me against the wall, kissing my neck. I giggled, "you're mouth is very-bery warm!" I slurred, struggling to stay standing up. I pushed him away, "let's go back inside, cutie." I slurred, starting to stumble away when he pulled me back, pressing me against the wall.

"Harry, you tease!" I giggled, "what are you doing?" He groaned, squeezing my butt cheek, "come on baby," he grunted. I started to realise what he was doing to me. I pushed him away again, moving towards the back door but he grabbed my wrist.

I yelped, trying to snatch it off him. "Get away!" I kicked his crotch and he fell to the ground, holding his manhood. I huffed, spitting on him before opening the back door and going back into the club.

I was dizzy and drunk. I stumbled to the dance floor, about to fall when someone caught me. My eyes were closed and I struggled to open them. They were so heavy. I could move though, and I did just that. I moved closer, someone was carrying me. They smelt so good and the smell seemed familiar. I laid my head on their hard chest, hearing their heart beat rapidly.

"Your heart go boom, boom boom!" I slurred, unable to open my eyes. The person let out a deep chuckle, holding me tightly. We were outside now, it was freezing so I held on to the person tighter.

I heard the sound of a car door opening, the person was sitting down and I was on their lap. The car door shut and the vehicle started moving.

I finally opened my eyes, my vision was blurry but I could see who it was. Our eyes locked. I started crying, "V-Vincenzo?" He gave me a sad, small smile. He wiped my tears away, kissing my cheek, "non piangere, amore mio," he whispered (don't cry, my love), I didn't understand what he was saying and I was still crying.

"Go to sleep, my love," his voice was husky and soothing. I stopped crying and gazed into his eyes. I lifted my head, staring at his lips before pressing mine against his.

I missed his sweet touch, the sound of his voice, his love. The kiss was sweet and gentle. I missed his kisses, they were always loving. It was short though. He pulled away, stroking me cheek. I longed to kiss him again. "Shh. . ." He whispered, wiping my eyes. "Dormi ora, amore mio. Dormi ora." (Go to sleep, my love. Go to sleep)

I fell into a deep slumber, his strong arms holding me.

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