Our Dance.

We arrived at the club about thirty minutes after we left, thanks to the usual traffic on a Friday night in Los Angeles.
“Some celebrity must be here or something,” I said as I took notice of the paparazzi covering the doorway.
“Yeah, you,” Rachel said.
“I’m not big anymore. We broke up months ago, no one even remembers me,” I said, opening the door.
As soon as I said that though, I immediately took it back. I stepped out of the Uber and cameras went crazy.
“Evelina! Are you here to see Niall?”
“Evelina! Are you and Niall back together!”
“Evelina! Where have you been?”
I was shocked by the last question as we raced in, keeping our heads low.
“Evelina! How are you and Wesley?”
I looked up at the young photographer with a smile, shocked by her kindness.
“We’re both doing great. Thank you. Just you know, a mom needs a night out occasionally.”
“Completely understandable. Would you like to do a small interview with me?”
“I only do radio interviews, sorry.”
She smiled, and laughed softly.
“Sorry! I’m so rude. I work for KIIS-FM. Ryan Seacrest has been wanting to do an interview with you for a very long time.”
My mouth dropped as Rachel’s eyes widened.
“Tell Ryan to give me a call,” I said, handing her my business card.
“What are the hours?”
“Monday through Friday. Tell him to call around ten in the morning, my assistant is always there, no matter what.”
She smiled and nodded.
We then left her and continued the walk inside. For some reason, with the press, we were escorted straight to VIP.
“You know, we should go clubbing more often,” Rachel said, making me laugh.
“Ladies,” I heard behind us, making me turn around.
“Oh my god! Louis, hi!” I said, hugging him quickly.
“Oh my god! Evelina, hi!” Louis mocked, making me roll my eyes.
“What are you doing here?”
“I’m out with my girl,” he said, nodding towards a beautiful brunette.
“Is that Danielle Campbell?”
“Please don’t tell me you’re a Starstruck fan.”
“No, I’m not.”
“Yeah, you’re an obsessive fan,” Rachel snorted.
Louis’s eyes widened.
“Okay, so I might be a wee bit in love with it.”
“Hi!” Danielle said.
“H-H-Hi,” I stuttered.
Louis immediately facepalmed.
“You a fan?” she asked, looking at Louis.
“You could say that.”
“I’m Danielle, Louis’s girlfriend.”
“I’m Evelina, Niall’s ex-girlfriend.”
Her eyes widened and her hand hit her mouth, making Louis start laughing as he put his arm around her waist.
“Oh my god! I’m so sorry! I thought-”
“It’s fine. I totally understand.”
“Well, drinks anyone?” Louis asked, making me smile.
“Hell to the yes!” I shouted, making everyone laugh.
After a few rounds of shots, five beers, and another few shots of moonshine, I was feeling the effects of the alcohol.
“So, what happened to you and Niall?” Dani asked.
“I told him I wouldn’t marry him.”
“Why?”
“When Wesley, my son, was born I made a promise to him that I would never marry again and would solely focus on him. Well, then four years later Niall came into my life and everything just changed.”
“So, you just let it slip.”
“Yeah, exactly. So, how did you and Louis meet?”
She then starts gushing about how they met, and I could really tell that she was in love with him. I mean, Louis was more careful. He has a son now and everything is more real when you have a child.
“So, it’s been a few months. Have you started dating again?”
“Me? Oh no. These few months my attention has been solely on Wesley and will continue to stay that way. With his treatments and need of attention, I couldn’t date anybody even if I wanted to.”
“Completely understandable. When Freddie was born, Louis didn’t want me to meet him for a month or two. One reason is because he wanted to make sure I wasn’t just here for the money and fame. Another reason is Briana. She’s super protective of Freddie.”
“I mean, as a mother I understand where she’s coming from. I know that even though he did knock her up, there should be no reason he has to pay that much for child support.”
“He told me that the child support is nothing, but he might have to stop renting them that place to stay.”
“He is doing that willingly?”
“Oh yeah. He wants the best for his son, and that means giving Briana the best.”
“I mean, all he can do is be thankful she kept it.”
“Believe me, she threatened it.”
“What did Louis’s parents say?”
“Mum was ecstatic and Dad was pissed and shocked, but happy,” Louis said, popping up from behind us.
“Does ass-face know?”
“Who? Sperm donor? I mean, yeah, he knows, but he didn’t hear it from me.”
“Louis Troy Austin,” I smiled.
“Evelina Grace Austin,” he snapped.
You see, Louis and I found out something very interesting that no one knows except Louis, Danielle, my family, Rachel, and myself. Louis and I were half-siblings. His dad cheated on Louis’s mom with, you guessed it, my mom. Eventually, the same thing happened to my mom and she fell in love with my dad. Cooper? Yeah, he’s technically by law my step-brother.
“Well, enough serious talk. Let’s dance!” I yelled, downing the shot Louis bought us.
That night was filled with dancing, drinking, and a few make-out sessions with random guys. I was standing in the middle of the dance floor, plastered out of my mind, and swaying my hips back and forth when a guy walks up behind me.
“What is a lass like you dancing out here all by yourself?”
“Because you haven’t started dancing with me yet,” I giggled.
He was extremely attractive I will admit. He had mostly brown hair, but his tips were dyed blonde. He had piercing blue eyes. They looked magical.
We danced together for a while until Rachel came stumbling over.
“I’m going to head home, okay? I need some wine and Netflix.”
“Missing Cooper?”
She nodded before grabbing her stuff from our table that Louis and Danielle were making out at.
“Want me to come with you?”
“Nah. You have fun.”
I smiled and hugged her, knowing the guy was right behind us.
He bought me a few more drinks, making me so wasted I couldn’t see straight.
“Wanna get out of here?”
I smiled and nodded.
“Let’s go.”
I know where this was going and I couldn’t be happier.

Notes

A BUNCH OF STUFF HAPPENED!
Well, I have school tomorrow morning so night! :*
Love you guys!
The song I listened to writing this is Sunday Candy by Donnie Trumpet & The Social Experiment. Listen to it. Its amazing.