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"Hey man, why don't you go over and talk to Leana man? I hear she thinks your something special." Chris looked up from his seat to see Joe looking down at him, placing a hand on his shoulder.
"But you said that-"
Joe held up a finger and shook his head.
"Forget it, she wants you buddy. Go to her." Joe pulled him out of his seat and pushed him in the right direction.
There she was, standing against the wall of the club, wearing this tight black number that didn't leave much to the imagination.
"Leana, I-"
She grabbed him by the shirt and pulled him as close as her body would allow, he felt her breath on his face and could smell her perfume as she spoke so low, and sexy.
"Don't say anything Chris. I want you."
He pushed his lips against hers in a fit of passion, feeling their hips push together and their tongues dance in each other's mouth. He moved his assault to her neck and she began to moan.
"Chris, Chris. Oh Chris..."
"Oh Chris..."
Chris opened his eyes, to see his best pal standing above him, saying his name as it echoed through his ears. He sat up as quickly as he could and looked around the room.
"Where the hell am I!?" He yelled frantically, looking around to see if Leana or Joe were anywhere in sight.
"The hotel, you've been asleep for a little while. You were making some weird sounds man, like. Really weird. You weren't thinking about me were you?" Shelley said, raising an eyebrow.
Chris rolled his eyes, getting up off the bed.
"What are we doing?"
"Clubbing. In about, 15 minutes."
Chris looked down at himself, he hadn't even showered yet. He looked up at Shelley and saw the cheeky smile on his face.
Shelley knew the whole reason he would come clubbing was for her, and they both knew he looked like shit. Shelley could have woken him up about half an hour ago but, where's the fun in that?
"You're a terrible friend." Chris spoke as Shelley smiled.
"But aren't I just adorable." Shelley grinned.
"I'll be back in five minutes."
Chris took the quickest shower of his life, thinking about church and grandmothers and other flaccid things, jumped out and wrapped a towel around himself, throwing some of Alex's hair product in for good measure. Plus it smelt like apples.
He walked out of the room to see Alex on his laptop, laughing at something. Probably porn.
He walked to his suitcase, pulling out a pair of jeans and a t-shirt.
"Does this look clean?" Sabin asked his more fashion conscious friend.
Shelley rolled his eyes and got up from his seat. He walked over to his own suitcase and grabbed something.
"Here, you can't look bad in a white t-shirt."
Chris slipped it over his head and nodded, it was alright.
He made sure Alex wasn't looking, and didn't have a camera or anything and slipped on a pair of boxers under his towel and then the jeans.
"How long?" Chris mumbled.
"You got 5 minutes, clown."
Chris sighed at his new nickname and walked into the bathroom, doing the fringe part thing he did sometimes that the girls backstage seemed to like.
"You ready yet or what, homo?" Alex said, sticking his head into the bathroom.
"Ready. Emo." Shelley laughed and shook his head, "But it get's the lady's."
Chris and Alex walked out of the room and down the hall, meeting Austin and Petey on the way down.
"So. Who else is coming tonight?"
"Well. It's a Saturday show so. Everyone." Petey said, running a hand over his Scott Steiner beard (Ew).
"Are we walking or driving?"
"Walking, we'll all be too drunk to drive back." Austin said with a grin.
"Hey, as long as there aren't any more bar fights, I'm good."
They got in straight away, Joe set everyone up in the VIP area and they seemed to be the last one's there.
"Uh." Chris said, looking around the almost packed bar.
"I'm going for a walk." He said
Alex grabbed him by the shoulder and smiled.
"Don't do anything I wouldn't do."
"Hello sweetheart." Leana turned around on her barstool and grinned.
"Shelly, Baby!" She grinned hugging her.
"I can't believe you didn't call me when you first got back!" She smiled, sitting down next to her with a fruity drink in hand.
"I know, I'm sorry, I just wanted it to be a surprise." She smiled
"So, how's life?" Shelly asked.
Leana shrugged, she really hadn't done anything in the past three months she wasn't there but she knew that was exactly what Shelly didn't want to hear.
"I'll bore you later sweetie, tonight I want to have fun." Leana smiled, getting up from her seat.
"You look great by the way." Shelly smiled, throwing an arm over her shoulder as she looked down at her sparkly black halter top and tight jeans.
"We both do if I do say so myself." She grinned
Leana laughed as Shelly dragged her around the huge floor, looking for people to say hi to.
"Hey, Sabin's here."
"You guys friends?" Leana asked.
"Yeah, they're pretty cool guys. But I think you should be worrying about something a little more than friends, babe."
It was safe to say, Leana was confused.
"Sabin. He thinks you're pretty cute, so watch out."
"Watch out?"
Shelly shrugged, "He's a player sweetie, not for the knockouts but for the girls back stage."
Leana nodded as she looked at Chris from afar, sucking on her straw.
He was cute.
"No, no. Don't even think about it." Christy Hemme laughed, walking over to the pair.
"What?" Leana asked
"I heard Joe-Joe having words with Chris."
"About what?"
"About you."
"About me?"
Christy laughed, Leana may have been very book smart, and street smart. But when it came to guys she had no clue whatsoever. Chris had been drooling over her the whole time she was in catering and she didn't even notice it while Christy who was standing over the other side of the room could practically feel it.
"Yeah. Told him to back off you, I mean everything that happened in the past couple of mon-"
"Don't worry about it." Leana said quickly, finishing the rest of her drink.
"I think I'm gonna go to the bathroom." She said, giving a smile to the brunette and the red head.
Shelly laughed and nodded, "Sure you are sweetheart."
