Finally getting home from one of the weirdest shifts I’ve ever had, I found Nia on the couch.
“Nia, hey!” I said excitedly, closing the door to our apartment.
“Hey boo, how was work today?” she questioned as I walked over to the living room.
“Strange, actually. Don’t mind that part though. Did you want to go out with me tonight?” I asked as she stretched.
“Oh my goodness, yes!” she shrieked, obviously excited.
“Yay! Okay, someone’s coming to pick us up at nine-thirty, okay?” I asked, and she stood up, jumping and pulling me in for a hug.
“Thank you so much!” She ran to her room and began to get ready for wherever we were going.
The way the tension was with both of them in that room, I wonder if it’ll get worse or not. I’m scared for my life, honestly. I really hope that some drinks will make them less uptight. I’m also going out with my boss so I don’t know if I’m allowed to drink. It would be one lame night out if I couldn’t.
Snapping out of my thoughts, I stand from the couch with a big stretch and head to my room. I grabbed a towel and showered, shaved my legs, washed, and deep-conditioned my hair. With a towel wrapped around my body and another wrapped around my hair, I stepped into my room.
Rummaging through my entire closet, I finally found my blinged top with no back. Looking in the same place where I found the shirt, I found the matching mini-skirt that went with it. I got dressed and paired it with a black coat and some black heels. We’re in the middle of winter in New York, I was gonna be cold at some point. My curls bounced out of the towel as I took it off, thinking of what to do with it. I ended up going half-up, half-down with two curly strands out in the front. Grabbing my purse and shoes, and exiting my room, I get a call from Ace.
“Hey, are you outside?” I asked, putting him on speaker as I bent down to put on my heels.
“Yeah, I hope you dressed cute,” I can hear his smirk through the phone.
“Don’t I always?” I smugly reply and hang up on him.
Not long after, Nia walked out of her room in a black mini-dress and some silver heels. We were opposites! We chuckled seeing each other and made our way out.
Finally getting outside, a limo sat right in front of the entrance. A man seemed to be waiting for us because as soon as he saw us, he opened the door. We entered, and there we found Ace dressed in black pantsuit bottoms and a black button-up with the top three buttons undone, showing off his tattoos. Next to him was Mateo with a white button-up and the same black bottoms as Ace. Both of their hair was messily styled, and they smelled like Dolce and Gabbana Light Blue.
“You didn’t tell me it was with Ace,” Nia says, smacking my arm as the door shut behind me.
“I knew you wouldn’t come if I did,” I say, looking at her with nervousness in my eyes.
“Hey ladies,” Mateo says, very obviously under the influence.
“Hi,” Nia says shyly, smiling at him.
“Wow, you do clean up nice,” Ace says, looking me up and down with a smirk.
“Like I told you, I always do,” I say, blowing him a kiss, and he chuckles.
The ride there wasn’t as awkward as I thought it’d be. Nia quickly got loose and began to have fun. She was singing and dancing all the way to the club. The car door flew open with flashing lights blinding me for a second.
“Talk about a flashbang,” I say as I am helped out of the car by Ace himself.
“You’ll get used to it, love,” he replies as he places his arm around my waist and poses for the cameras.
“I didn’t know he was so famous,” I whisper to Nia as I admire Ace’s face shining in the flash of the cameras.
“Yeah, me neither,” she says, as shocked as I am.
We walk into the VIP section of the club, and waitresses immediately come to him with his drink. He throws himself down on the couch, grabs his drink, and takes a sip almost immediately.
Nia and I sat in a corner of the super big couch and chit-chatted. I felt like I was being watched the entire time. The hairs on my neck stood, feeling the presence of someone behind me.
“Can I have a dance?” a man appeared behind me so quickly I didn’t notice him until he spoke.
“No, thank you,” my face obviously showed that he scared me.
“Oh, come on, what if I buy you a drink,” he tries to convince me.
Uncomfortable, I shift in my seat and lean away from him and onto Nia.
“Sir, I said no,” I replied, frightened.
“Alright, and I’m not taking no for an answer,” he grabbed my arm, and immediately both Mateo and Ace stood.
Ace walked over to me, gripping the man’s arm a lot harder than the guy was gripping mine.
“I’m pretty sure she said no,” he removed my arm from the man’s now loose grip.
“Sorry, dude, I didn’t know she was yours,” the man said, trying to remove his arm from Ace’s grip.
“Apologize,” Mateo states, his eyes piercing the man like daggers.
“I’m sorry, lady, have a nice night,” he said, visibly shaken by the two tall buff men as he ran off.
“Thank you, guys,” I say, turning toward them, glee sparkling in my eyes as I look at them.
“Of course, sweetheart,” Mateo said simply with a smile as he sat back down on the couch.
I sat next to Nia once more, and she cooed about how Ace was so protective of me for about 20 minutes.
“Alright, I know I shouldn’t, but I need a drink,” I say as I stand.
Nia follows behind me, and we order drinks at the bar. Practically chugging the drinks down was not the best decision. My throat burned for like 15 minutes after, but by that time, I was on the dance floor without a care in the world. The music slowed, and a slow song turned on. Nia was almost immediately dancing with Mateo, so accepting that I was alone, I went back to where we sat, and Ace was nowhere to be found. I sat down and laid back, waiting for everything to be hype again but ended up falling asleep.