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Isabella POV

"Ayyyyeee, homegirl came to her senses!" Sese yelled as I climbed in the backseat of Taylor's car. I laughed and shook my head, saying hello to the crew before buckling my seatbelt. I was the only one, of course, aside from Taylor.

"Just don't post any pictures of me, alright? My mom finds everything." I told them firmly while adjusting my tight black dress. My girls had the tendency to ignore my requests, whether they were serious or not. But this, this was something they could not let fly over their delinquent heads. "I'm serious!" I snapped when I didn't receive a response.

"Chill Bella, we won't. We know how crazy Mama G can be." Moe smiled at me through the rearview mirror. I chuckled because she wasn't wrong. Ma could definitely act a fool when she wanted to.

"I just can't believe we'll be in the same room as Olivia." Taylor squealed as we pulled up at the club fifteen minutes later. We parked towards the back in case we needed to make a quick escape for whatever reason. Plus it was where Malia's uncle was sneaking us in at.

Oh yeah, Malia's here. I swear I forget she exists, she's so damn quiet. Either that or I've just mastered the art of tuning her out when necessary.

"Remember, we're all 21 and we're just here for a good time. If anyone gets arrested, I don't know y'all." Malia told us before opening the car door. We all looked at each other before shrugging and following her out. I didn't plan on getting arrested tonight, but I don't know what the other girls had planned. Their crazy ass plans better not involve me though.

Malia sent a text to her uncle and we stood by the back door for a few minutes, waiting for him to show up. I scrolled through my Instagram feed, liking and commenting on my friends posts.

"Yo, he is coming right?" Taylor asked, breaking the silence and looking Malia expectantly. I could tell she was starting to get antsy, but there wasn't much we could do aside from wait.

"Yes." Malia rolled her eyes. "Just give him a sec. He is busy, ya know." Taylor scoffed and folded her arms over her chest.

Right on cue, a tall black man appeared and stared the five of us down before opening the door wider. "Come on, hurry up. I ain't trying to get arrested." He huffed and I rolled my eyes. Nobody was forcing him to let underage teens in a night club.

We quickly made our way inside and walked up the back staircase while Malia gave him the money."Thanks Unc." She smiled before following us inside.

"Whoa."

The club was huge. Like shit, I knew Atlanta had some pretty bomb clubs, but this was crazy. There was no way we would've gotten in if we didn't have connections, we wouldn't have even made it to the line outside. This place and the people in it screamed money.

I would definitely have to turn up my sexiness to get some drinks cause there's no way in hell I could afford it on my own.

"What's first, bar or Olivia?" Moe asked us.

Taylor looked at her like she was crazy. "Is that even a question?"

We all laughed. "How are we supposed to know if Olivia is even here yet?" I asked, looking around the crowded building. There were people everywhere. It was gonna be impossible to find her unless we knew exactly where she was.

Taylor quickly turned to Malia. "Does your uncle know?"

Malia raised a brow. "Does he know what?"

"What do you mean? Are you listening!" Taylor snapped and put her hands on her hips. She always did it when she was pissed or annoyed. "Does your uncle know where Olivia is?"

"Oh, I dunno. I can ask him." Malia pulled out her phone and I assumed was texting her uncle. She better be, or Taylor's going to flip her shit. The girl was already unstable, she didn't need any more excuses to act a fool tonight.

"Well can we hit the bar while we wait? I'm thirsty for some liquor." Moe stated. I looked at her and nodded in agreement.

"Same. Malia, are you drinking?" I asked. I guessed the answer was no, since the girl rarely went out.

Instead a got a shrug. "I don't know, maybe." Malia replied nonchalantly. She then looked at her phone and frowned. "He said she's not here yet."

"Whyyyyyy!" Taylor whined and stomped her foot, throwing a mini tantrum internally. We waited for her to gather herself before continuing the conversation.

"So, bar?" Sese asked, motioning downstairs.

"I'm down. Taylor, remember, no drinking. You're our DD and I ain't trying to die tonight." I reminded her. I wasn't playing around because I knew how she got when she was having a good time. My life was not about to be at risk cause she can't control herself.

Taylor rolled her eyes and nodded. "Yeah, I know. Don't worry."

"Good." I nodded and looped my arms through her's and Moe's. "Now let's get this party started ladies!"

Olivia POV

I was sitting in between Jay and Kelly with a glass of champagne in my hands. We were relaxing in one of the VIP lounges in the 40/40 club.

We tried to remain as lowkey as possible when we arrived, and thankfully we were able to sneak in through the back without anyone noticing. While I love my fans and realize the publicity is what I signed up for, sometimes it's nice to go out and live like a normal person.

"Liv, are you listening?" I felt Kelly tapping my arm and smiled at her apologetically.

"Sorry, what were you saying?" Kelly rolled her eyes and I chuckled, knowing she would be dramatic about it.

"I was SAYING," See, what did I say. "We should take a trip soon. Tim and I were thinking St. Tropez, and I know how much you and Fitz love that place."

"We do love it there." I nodded in agreement. "How soon were you thinking?"

"A few weeks. Maybe around the 20th?" Kelly suggested while I sipped my champagne. I thought for a moment before nodding.

"That could work. I'll have to talk to Fitz and make sure his schedule is clear first, and check mine too. I'll let you know in the next week or so." I told her. Kelly smiled, satisfied with answer.

"Alright, cool. I'll start looking for somewhere to stay."

"Uh, the yacht." I stated, looking at Kelly with my 'duh' expression. Whenever Fitz and I went somewhere with an ocean close by, we always rented a yacht. It was an escape from the chaos happening on land.

"Oh yeah." Kelly nodded. "What's your yacht guy's number? Imma give him a call."

"I'll give it to you when we get back to the hotel." We both paused our conversation when one of our waitresses brought out the appetizers we ordered, along with another bottle of champagne. We thanked her and I slipped her a $100 bill before continuing. "You can get the same yacht Fitz and I usually do when we go to Italy, it's beautiful. You've been on it before."

"Ooh, that big ass yacht with two hot tubs and the hot Italian chef?" Kelly asked excitedly. I nodded and Kelly clapped loudly. "Hell yeah I'm getting it. We had a good ass time, ooh bitch I'm ready." I shook my head and couldn't help but laugh at her crazy ass.

"Liv."

I looked up at my husband, who was now standing in front of me with his hand extended. I raised a curious brow but took it anyway. I rarely questioned what Fitz did anymore, he was always surprising me.

"Yes?" I giggled as he pulled me close and kissed my cheek.

"It's our song." Fitz whispered against my ear. I shut my mouth and focused on the song playing loudly over the speakers.

"Close your eyes, make a wish

And blow out the candlelight

For tonight is just your night

We're gonna celebrate,

All through the night"

I realized Fitz was singing the words to me and blushed, hiding my face in his chest. It was crazy how much I loved this man, even after everything we'd been through. He was my rock.

"You're off key." I pointed out with a soft laugh. I felt Fitz smile and his body shake slightly with laughter.

"I know." He replied, squeezing my ass gently. "I'm not you." He reminded me.

"I'm off key sometimes." I protested.

Fitz pulled away slightly and looked down at me with a raised brow. "Uh, like when?"

I shrugged. "I don't know, I know I have been before though."

"Hmm." Fitz pulled me back into his arms as we swayed back and forth. "You ain't never been off key baby." He whispered before kissing the tip of my ear.

I smiled and buried my face in his neck. "Whatever you say, baby." I wasn't going to argue with him, because it was a lost cause. Part of the reason why I rarely doubted my voice was because Fitz never let me. He thought I was the best thing in the world.

I smiled at the thought. I really did love him, so much.

"Sing for me." Fitz stated, pulling me out of my thoughts. I glanced up at him and chuckled.

"What for?"

He shrugged, pressing his cheek against mine. "I like hearing your voice." He said softly.

I cleared my throat and began singing along to the song.

"Baby tonight is your night

And I will do you right

Just make a wish on your night

Anything that you ask

I will give you the love of your life

I'll make love to you

Like you want me to

And I'll hold you tight

Baby all through the night"

"As soon as we get back to the hotel, you're all mine baby." Fitz whispered before titling my chin to meet his lips.

Isabella POV

"Taylor, it's late. We should just give it up." We've been at the club for close to two hours, I was semi drunk and exhausted, and Taylor was having a breakdown because we couldn't find Olivia. Honestly, that's what she gets for reading some shit on the Internet and believing it.

"No!" Taylor yelled. I huffed and leaned against Sese for balance before I fell over. "She's here somewhere, I know it. I heard some girls talking in the restroom about it. She's here!"

"Girl, this shit is dumb. We ain't gonna find her." Sese snapped. "Get it through that thick ass weave, sis. I'm ready to go home."

Taylor looked at us in defeat and sighed loudly. "Fine." She huffed before storming away. I assumed she was heading to the car, so we followed her.

"Wait." I paused. Sese stopped walking and looked at me. "I have to pee."

"You want me to go with you?" She asked me. I thought for a second before shaking my head.

"Nah, I'll catch up. Go ahead, and don't let her leave without me."

"Alright."

Sese and I parted ways and I tapped into the sober part of my mind to direct myself to the restroom. I made it there with minimum problems and handled my business, not bothering to look in the mirror as I was washing my hands cause I knew I looked a hot mess.

As I was leaving I ran directly into someone by accident. O-kay, maybe I was a little more drunk than I had originally thought. "Shit, I'm so sorry." I quickly apologized, realizing I spilt some of this woman's champagne on her dress. It looked expensive as hell too, so I was praying to God she didn't flip and make me pay for it.

Luckily God was listening and she waved it off. "It's okay, I have more." She chuckled, making me feel a little better.

"Oh okay." I thought for a second. "Liquor or dresses?" I asked for clarification.

"Both." She smiled. We laughed for a moment before I took a step back.

"I gotta get going, my friends are waiting for me outside. Sorry again about your dress." I still felt bad about it, even though this chick didn't seem fazed.

"It's fine, I promise. Drive safe." Was the last thing she told me before disappearing into the sea of people.

I began walking back to the car as best as I could in my drunken haze and six inch heels. I stumbled a little when I realized something.

"Shit."

That was Olivia.