The night was going smoothly so far. I had managed to dance with a total of twelve different guys, (yes I had counted them), and swapped a picture on my cellphone of each one of them, to keep as a souvenir I guess. Miley still hadn't come down since I had left her a few hours ago, and so I figured she was probably half drunk making out with that Jonas Brother. That last thought somehow made me smile. As wrong as I knew that was, I couln't help but feel happy for her. I knew how she felt about him, and it was nice to see them spend some time together, even like this... I was glad she could juggle so easily with her different relationships, she really was a pro. The total opposite of me may I add... I had previously during the night decided I would officially end it with Tom, tonight... if I could find him that was. The club was already very wide and crowded, but on top of that, it had four different levels on which you could party: just the right ammount of stuff to drive any party animal crazy. And as strange as it may have sounded, it was in a way, actually quite private; every person was in their own bubble, partying with the thousands of people that were here, but staying in their own thoughts at the same time...

"Water,... mineral please" I ordered, smiling at how nice and sweet I looked. Oh look at me, little Mary Evans, ordering mineral water from the bar at some hot club. That would have actually ruined my mood in other circumstances, but since I had already emptyed more than half of one of Miley's bottles, I had had my dose of alcohol, and was already starting to feel more than dizzy. I turned around on my stool in order to face the VIP lounge where I had left my best friend, only to notice the two (lovers) were apparently missing. I smiled and turned back towards the bar, as the barman had served me my drink. I looked up at him and shared a smile, and our glances met. He was cute, very cute. He had this light, longish, wavy hair, and those amazing blue eyes. He gave me my smile back and winked, before walking over to a group of girls a little further that were also wishing to order something. I sighed and rest my head on my fist, which was rested on the table. This was going nowhere, I knew it. I didn't know what to do, where to go, who to talk to. I was alone in here, yet I was trying so bad not to look like a loner. I had to get out of here, I had to go outside, get some fresh air, grab a smoke... I looked down as I pronounced the last part of my sentence. I had promised myself so many times I would stop. I had tried so many times to stop. But it was useless. I was addicted as hell, and there was nothing I could do about it.

"Fuck.." I silently whispered to myself, as I grabbed my bag and stormed out of the club, directing myself towards the parking. My heels were starting to make me feel pain, and walking was progressively turning into a chore. Yet I needed my smoke, I truly did. And so I ignored the pain and got outside quickly enough. Spotting the first car that came across my glance, I quickly walked over to it and rest my back on one of the side doors. I then pulled up my bag and grabbed my cigarettes and my lighter. I pulled one from the box and lit it up, and then impatiently breathed in through it. I looked up in satisfaction and breathed out, disapointed by my lack of will. I was so sure I would be able to stop a few days ago. I mean I had managed to go through two weeks without a single cigarette. But I guess these things just creep out of nowhere and beg you to grab another one. I sighed. It was hopeless.

"You know that stuff will kill ya someday?" I heard a voice ask behind me. I jumped a little in suprise and then turned around to see Joe, Nick's older brother, walk up to where I was standing. I let out a deep sigh and glared at him.

"You scared the shit out of me damn it!" He didn't answer to that, but instead just grabbed my pack of smokes and pulled one out for himself. I lit it up for him and then pulled back, allow him to get some air.. He glanced at me with a smile and pulled out his own lighter from his pocket, with which he had fun lighthing it up and turning it off many times repetively. I crossed my arms and breathed out, trying to warm myself a little as I was starting to feel a little cold. After all, it was nightime, and even in a place as hot as California, the night was still as cold as hell.

"You seen my brother?" He randomely asked, his eyes apparently concentrating on the lamppost in front of us. I didn't take the effort to answer that though, probably because I didn't pay much attention to his words, or maybe just because I did not want to end up telling him he probably was somehwere sleeping with his ex. After all, what did he care about? I shivered and got up, deciding I should go inside.

"I think imma leave you here if you don't mind." He turned around and nodded, sending me a slight wave. I smiled and directed myself towards the entrance of the club, when I heard him shout something behind my back.

"Oh and by the way, Tom's looking for you. He'se at the VIP section, on the third floor. I thanked him with a grin and flew back inside, anxious to get back to my soon to be ex.

A.N. I'm getting lazy.. haha. Yet I pledge to make you new chapters as often as possible. It is summer after all isn't it? And what else do I have to do at 1 in the morning x) Ahaha I better get some sleep.. sometime