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We Took A Chance

White Russian

I remember when I first got started at the cafe, I was very ecstatic about it. Lately it seems it gets harder and harder to get out of bed and make it on time. Of course it's difficult to get out of bed when you're laying in the arms of a certain blonde blue eyed hottie. I'm not complaining one bit, but I'd love to stay in bed with him all day.

Tonight I will sleep alone, though. Niall felt bad about cutting my time with Leah short yesterday so he convinced me that we should have a girl's night out. In return, he's going to play some golf and visit with friends. Leah got excited when I told her and proposed we go to Cirque Le Soir. I've never been but she insists that it's a popular club here in London and that their circus acts are entertaining. She's only staying 3 days so I'm going to comply to her request and go. I had to ask Niall to book us a table as it's a place only for members. We wouldn't stand a chance otherwise.

It was a long tiring day at work but at last we were on our way to Cirque Le Soir. Leah clearly
had plans to party as she brought enough club clothes for a week so I asked her to let me borrow some. She was more than happy to let me choose so I went with a gold halter dress. It fit me so well I might have to steal it from her.

Niall, being the gentleman that he is, got a driver for us to take us to and from the place. Upon turning onto Ganton street, I noticed it was packed outside with paparazzi and other people wanting to catch a glimpse of their favorite celebrity. For a moment I felt nervous but I had to remind myself that I wasn't with Niall so they'd pay me no mind. I convinced myself they wouldn't even recognize me.

The driver pulled up to the entrance and helped us out of the large suv. Leah stepped out first making paparazzi flash their cameras a few times thinking she was someone they were waiting for. When I stepped out, many more cameras began to flash. Some of the paparazzi there began to throw questions at me.

"Zoe, where's Niall?"
"Is it true he's buying you a house in LA?"
"Zoe, how are you?"
"Is Niall going solo?"

Those were just a few of the outrageous questions being spat at me by these people. It's incredible how fast rumors start and spread in this industry. Like Niall once told me, I kept my head down and continued into the club. I felt relieved to step inside where no paparazzi would bother us.

We sat at our table and immediately placed our drink order. I opted for a White Russian because I loved the taste of the coffee liqueur in it. The music was booming loudly and Leah never missed an opportunity to dance in her seat. Before I knew it, the music was making me sway in my seat, too.

"Let's dance!" Leah declared after her third martini and dragged me by the arm onto the dance floor.

I had consumed only 2 drinks but I started to feel their effect right away. I should have eaten before coming here. My face felt warm from the alcohol but that didn't stop me from dancing along with Leah. The alcohol really helped me loosen up enough to actually enjoy my time.
Song after song Leah and I danced with each other. I decided to head back to our table when she began dancing with a guy who kept trying to grind on her. I began walking to our table but deviated myself to the bar where I order another drink. As I'm leaning against the bar waiting for my order, I feel a hand pressed lightly to my back. I turn around startled to find Tom with a smile on his face.

"Zoe! Babe, how are you?!" he asks over the loud music before coming in for a kiss on the cheek.
"Hey, Tom! I'm good. What are you doing here?" I question him confused on whether Leah invited him.
"Me and a buddy and his buddies are club hopping tonight. Didn't know you were going to be here." he explains leaning in a bit close to my ear so I can hear him over the loud music. His breath smelling heavily of beer but he didn't seem impaired.
"Nice!" I yell out grabbing the freshly made drink from the bartender.
"Wanna dance?" he proposes extending a hand out. Without a second thought, I chug my drink and follow Tom into the crowd full of dancing souls.

Notes

I want to thank all of you for still sticking with this story and for the continued votes, subs, and views! Over 20k views, wow! I am starting to get back into the swing of things so I promise I will update more often now. Probably not daily but at least every 3 days or so.

So, what's going to happen next? Do you think Tom has ulterior motives?

Comments

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Prinny1321 Prinny1321
5/25/18

@DancingInTheDark
Oh my goodness!! This comment made me so happy you have no idea! As a reader on this site I can completely relate to this and as a writer this is a huge compliment. Thankyouthankyouthankyou!

I literally just spent like 5 hours reading all of this. I regret none of it. Quite an amazing story!

@LivinLikeLarry
Aww don't cry! Although I also feel sad that Zoe has to go through this. :(

*crying* i feel so bad for zoe :(