(Dayla's P.O.V)
My older sister pulled out her phone and started texting someone, "Who you texting Michelle?" I asked.
"Max." She said calmly.
"Oh." I smiled.
"One of the members of band that I play for." She nodded.
"Oh i know , How does it feel? Being 'The Wanted's bass guitarist and everything?" I asked.
"It's really like having 5 brothers I never had. Playing my bass for them is just a bonus" She grinned.
"Hey, I'm invited to a party tomorrow night. It's in uptown. Please come? You need to meet the boys anyway, I've been their bass player for a year now and you still haven't met them." She begged.
"Nah, I don't want too seem like I'm a fame whore, or something. Trying to use your fame getting into the best places and meeting the best people..." I said frowning.
"Oh come on! No one thinks that. You're my little sister." She said grabbing my hand.
"It'll be fun, trust me."
Fine." I rolled my eyes.
(The next night)
I showered and put on short leopard shorts, a red one shoulder shirt with a leopard heart in the middle, gold earings, black clutch and red heels. I put on modest make up and curled my hair.
"Come on doll, we don't want to be late." Michelle rushed me.
After we left her flat, she drove us to the party. It was about 10 at night and we walked into the club.
Michelle got through but the bouncer carded me.
"Name, please?" he asked.
"Dayla Osbourne" I said frowning.
"I'm sorry; your name isn't on the list." He said.
"Hey, she's with me." Michelle said, grabbing my hand and pulling me inside the building.
All I saw were short skirts, booze, and pot and wanna be gangsters.
"I'm going to go find the boys, so you can meet them. Be back in a minute." She yelled over the music.
I stood there, alone. While she tried finding 'The Wanted', this guy approached me.
He had two drinks in his hand and handed me one.
"How are you, sexy?" He asked.
"I'm good…Thanks." I trailed off, trying to find a way to escape from this man's eyes.
"Don't worry, this is just like, fizzy apply juice or something, just try it." He said.
"No, thank you." I said pushing the drink away.
"Just try it, you'll like it." He said, grabbing my mouth and shoving the bottle into the mouth. I felt it burn my throat. The first drink had the date rape drug in it, I could tell because my mind went all fuzzy for a minute.
"I'm Donnie; I'm sorry I shouldn't have pressured you like that, hey why don't we go to my place and relax." He trailed off putting his hands on my ass.
"She's a minor, dumbass. " Michelle stepped in, she slapped the guy.
"She's not even THAT hot, anyway." He grabbed his face and walked away.
"Dayla, you have to be more aware sweetheart, here. Stay here I'm going to go get you some water." She said walking me closer to a couch.
"Having fun?" A guy asked from behind me.
"No." I laughed looking back at the party
"Tom Parker." He said holding out his hand for me to shake.
"Dayla Osbourne, nice to meet you." I smiled, my words slurring.
"What's wrong?" He asked.
"I don't know, I just feel . . . sort of... dizzy." I said grabbing my head.
"Maybe you should sit down." He said holding my hand, leading me to the couch. A few moments later, everything went dark.
(Tom's P.O.V)
She passed out; I was scared out of my mind. I looked down at her in my lap and I panicked when her eyes rolled back.
"Help! Someone help me! " I yelled.
"What, what happened?" Max ran over.
"This girl, she just passed out. I just met her." I said looking at her.
"What's her name?" He asked.
"Dayla." I said.
"Dayla, can you hear me?" He said looking at her.
"Squeeze his hand if you can hear him." I said.
He shook his head, and then Nathan, Siva and Jay came over.
"What's going on?" He asked.
"This girl just passed out on Tom." Max explained.
"Well do you know her?" Nathan asked.
"I just met her, but I don't want to leave her here, alone. " I whispered.
"Here, take her home and lay her down somewhere comfy and let her sleep it off." Max said handing me his keys.
"How will you all get home?" I asked.
"I'll call Jayne to pick us up a little later. Be safe mate." He added, returning to the party.
I carried her out of the club and put her fragile body in the backseat of the car. I drove home and carried her bridal style into the house. I laid her on the couch and grabbed a blanket. I tucked her in and by sheer instinct I kissed her forehead. I ended up falling asleep on the opposite couch.
(The Next Morning, Dayla's P.O.V)
I opened my eyes and looked around me; I was underneath a white heated blanket on a black couch.
"I think she's waking up." Someone whispered.
I saw 5 men standing around me. "Where am I?" I asked grabbing my head.
"I'm Jay; this is Max, Tom, Siva and Nathan. Were from 'The Wanted'."
"Kay, seriously, why are you talking so loud?" I said.
"You probably have a hangover considering you passed out last night." Nathan said.
"That's impossible, I don't drink." I said.
"Well a man did shove a drink down my throat." She trailed off.
"Which is utterly ridiculous! I mean what type of ass hole would do -"Tom snapped.
"Hold on, Michelle's calling me." Max said taking his phone out.
"Hello?" He said.
"You don't know where your sister is? Okay tell me what she looks like?" He said.
"Long jet black hair , Grey eyes, 20 years old , Around 5"5." He continued.
"Her name is Dayla Osbourne, She says. Anyone know her?" He asked.
"I'm right here." I said raising my hand. Everyone started laughing.
"You're a bit on the slow side." Jay whispered, patting Max's shoulder.
"Michelle, she's at my place." He smiled hanging up.
…..
"I'm so sorry! I should have never pressured you to come. I'm so unbelievably sorry Dayla. I'll make it up to you, I swear! I'll do anything-" Michelle came rushing in the door and attacked me.
"It's fine Michelle, I'm okay." I said hugging her again.
"Thank you so much, especially Tom. You saved my life." I said hugging all of them.
"Thanks boys", Michelle said as we walked outside to her car.
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