♥CHAPTER 4♥
Noah Miller.
Friday.
20:00 '' Miller's house '' My brothers' room '' New York, USA.
After resting for a while in bed, I realized that time had passed too quickly. I took a shower and got ready. Now I'm in my brothers' room, being Charles' "guinea pig".
'' There you go; you're perfect. '' He finished fixing my hair.
I looked in the mirror and let out a sigh.
''I'm just going out, Charles; I don't need to look so tidy,'' I said, a little embarrassed.
''If you're going out, you have to be tidy, right, Noah? Stop whining and get out of here.'' I sighed.
'' All right, thanks for the clothes and for fixing my hair. '' I got up from the chair.
'' Don't worry about it; I'm just helping my little brother look good. '' He smiled slightly.
I left the room and went back to my own.
'' It's still half past six; I could do with a little rest.
I walked over to the bed and laid down to relax.
Ah, I needed that.
20:05 '' Miller House '' New York, USA.
After a while, I decided to get up and get ready to leave. I picked up my cell phone and saw a message from Dylan.
Message:
Dylan: Baby, I'm leaving the house now. See you downtown!>20:05<
Me: It's okay; I'm leaving now, too. >20:05<
I put my cell phone away, took some perfume from the table, and put it on my clothes. I took a hundred dollars out of the drawer as a spare and also my glasses, since I can't see very well. Furthermore, I went downstairs and saw Charles at his bedroom door.
'' Here. '' He held out fifty dollars.
"I have money; you don't have to give it to me." I refused.
''I know you have it, but what you have is for the entrance fee. Just take the money; at least you'll have more money in reserve in case Dylan leaves you at the club. '' I looked at him, surprised.
"How do you know I'm going to the club?" I asked, surprised.
"Because Dylan isn't the type to go to the mall." That made me laugh.
'' But Dylan won't abandon me.
'' Just in case. '' I took the money.
'' All right, thanks for that. '' I put it in my jacket pocket. '' I'm going; he's waiting for me in the center.
'' Be careful.
I nodded and left the house, heading towards the city center. I hope Dylan doesn't abandon me in the nightclub like last time.
20:45 '' 1Oak '' New York, USA.
'' We're here. '' Dylan parked the car.
We got out, and I was surprised by the nightclub. It was a very famous place.
''Fuck, Dylan, how much does it cost to get into this place? '' He smiled.
"It's on sale today for thirty dollars a ticket." I sighed.
''I just hope I don't regret it later. '' He laughed.
'' You won't, I'm sure. '' We made our way to the end of the queue, which was moving quickly.
''There's certainly a lot of people in there.'' I commented, listening to the loud music and people's shouts.
'' Because of the promotion. This place is incredible. Even Shakira seems to have come here. I really want to enjoy tonight." I nodded.
Furthermore, I can already see that I'm going to be abandoned.
When it was our turn, we paid the entrance fee and received wristbands. We entered the venue, and I was impressed by the place. Lots of people were dancing and having fun.
'' What an incredible place! '' I shouted to Dylan, so that he could hear me.
'' Yes! '' He shouted back.
''Let's go to the bar!'' He pulled me there.
When we arrived, the barman came up to us.
''What can I get you?'' He asked gently.
''I'll have a vodka and energy drink,'' Dylan said excitedly.
'' Right. And you?" He looked at me.
''Just a beer.'' He nodded.
'' I'll bring you your orders. '' He walked away.
''One beer, Noah? Order something better.'' I rolled my eyes.
''Don't start; I don't want to get drunk. You should also control yourself better." He snorted.
''Today I want to have fun, and nobody's going to stop me.'' He nodded.
'' That boy is a mess. He's been like this before and almost crashed his father's car because he was drunk.
The barman brought the drinks, and Dylan downed his glass in one go.
'' Wow! That's delicious. '' He ran his tongue over his lips. ''I'm going dancing. Are you coming, Noah?'' I nodded my head several times. ''Silly me, I'm going to dance.
He went out onto the dance floor, already joining in. He can easily blend in.
I don't know how many beers I've had; my head feels like it's spinning. I didn't find Dylan on the dance floor; he must be somewhere having sex.
Another sip of beer.
Another.
Another one.
Another one.
Suddenly, I sat up in bed, and my head started spinning. I felt the overwhelming urge to vomit. I wiped my face. Where am I?
I leaned on the bed and felt something. I looked over and saw...
Andrea De Luca!
My whole body started shaking. What's going on here?
I tried to move away from his body and touched something soft. I looked back and almost had a heart attack when I saw Matteo De Luca.
Furthermore, I looked down at my body and realized that I was naked, just as they were both naked.
Holy shit!!!!!!
I managed to get out of bed very carefully so as not to wake them, got dressed at lightning speed, grabbed everything I needed, quickly left the room, and noticed that we were still in the nightclub.
Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!
I ran out of the place without looking back. I can't remember anything. Did we really have sex?
Of course, we did; my hips hurt too much, and there are hickey marks all over my body.
I stopped walking and looked at my hands, which were shaking from nervousness.
I lost my virginity to the most famous couple in the United States, and I don't remember a thing.
Fuck!