Emma's Point of View

I put my mask on and looked up.

The room was dark. I spun around in a tight circle, taking in as much as I could.

There was a darkened stage along one wall, a bright bar on the other. There was a huge gathering of people in the center of the floor, and it slowly spread out to the edges of the room. It gave you the feeling of being claustrophobic and suffocated while having plenty of room and air at the same time.

There were some couples sucking each others faces off in the corners, and a couple going after it on a chair near a door.

I sucked in a breath, and drifted over to the dance floor to see how the other girls were dancing. They all had guy partners, and were moving either the front or back part of their bodies on the front of their partner. Okay.

I decided to go sit at the bar and watch for a while. Soon after I sat down, a man sat down next to me. I glanced at his face, and quickly looked away. He was staring at me. I looked down and played with the edge of my dress. I felt a light hand touch my arm, and looked up to see the hand of the man sitting beside me.

"Hi," he said.

"Hey," I replied.

"So... Want to go and dance?" he asked, a nervous grin across his face.

"Oh. Sure," I answered, feeling butterflies start to attack my stomach.

He quickly stood up, and helped me off of the high, sticky bar stool. He led me over to the dance floor, and set his hands firmly on my waist. I glanced around before placing my arms around his neck just like all the other girls. He began by slowly moving me from side to side, inching me closer and closer to himself. Eventually, I was rubbing up against him, and he made no impression of moving me away. He briefly moved one of his hands to lift my face, and gain eye contact. I saw something strange in his eyes, something like a predator enjoying it's prey. I found myself moving uncomfortable against something hard, and I looked down to see a big lump in this man's pants. I moved back slightly, but the man stared at me with wide eyes, and pulled me back in.

Thankfully, the song set ended. Out of breath, we sat back down at the bar. He ordered me a drink, and I sucked it down gratefully, before spitting the bitter liquid back into the thick, bubbled glass. We sat in silence before he turned to me.

"I'm Luke Hemmings, what's your name?"

I looked at him carefully, and replied, "Emma."

Luke smiled, and said, "That's a lovely name. D'you want to go and dance some more?"

I nodded, and we made our way over to the pulsing crowd. Not long after, a man walked up to Luke and grabbed his shoulder.

" 'Ey, have you seen Harry? We're on in ten, and he's missing," he asked breathlessly in an amazing accent.

Luke replied, "Nah, sorry, Niall. Hey, Emma, you recognize Niall, don't you?"

I winced, and slowly brought my eyes to his. Yep. It was him. I could see it through the mask.

Niall's Point of View

It was her. Her eyes. I could see it through the mask. Beautiful.

I froze, not knowing quite what to do. Luke cleared his throat and muttered, "I think I see Harry. He's standing in that doorway."

I looked around, and spotted him. I gave Luke a quick smile, and gazed once more into the girl's stunning blue eyes.

I hurriedly rushed over to Harry, and pulled him backstage. He was grinning at me the whole way. When I asked him why, he didn't say anything except, "It's her. I've finally found her, Niall." I eventually gave up, and stood next to Liam. He glanced at me, and asked, "What's her name?"

I gave him a confused look, and he chuckled.

"What's her name, Niall? I can see it in your face. You have that expression. You've fallen for someone.
What's her name?"

I thought back to the conversation Luke and I had.

"Emma. Her name is Emma."

Liam smiled appreciatively and clapped his hand on my shoulder. "This one will work out. I know it. This time, everything will be fine."

Notes

Hi, okay, so this is just the edited version of the chapter, don't hurt me, but I haven't begun my new chapter yet...