Closer

We walked up to the VIP area upstairs, hand in hand, and as soon as we were in the VIP section, Rachael raised her eyebrows in response to me and Rob holding hands. I blushed bright red in response.

''I know!'' I mumbled under my breathe in response, making her laugh in response. I followed Rob over to where we had sat before we had got up to dance, and I couldn't help but smile in response as Rob kept his hand in mine.

''Do you want another drink?'' Rob asked me, releasing my hand from his then. I nodded, trying not to notice how his hand had dropped from mine, though it was hard. The smoldering fine between our skin returned to the small, yearning feeling in the pit of my stomach.

'Urm…yes please.'' I asked, wanting another bottle of WKD. ''Can I have another bottle of blue WKD please?'' I asked him, watching him get up from the sofa. He nodded, flashing me an irresistible smile as he got over to the bar.

I watched him as he got me a bottle of WKD, and brought himself a bottle of beer. He walked back over to the table slowly, and yet again; I couldn't keep my eyes away from him. He was the most beautiful person that I had ever had the pleasure to look at, and I was still completely intoxicated by just him being here.

''I don't know if…well if you heard anything outside.'' Rob started, running his hand through the top of his hair embarrassedly.

''I'd just got outside when I saw you.'' I lied, looking at the floor quickly, and biting on my lower lip. I totally sucked at lying, and so with not keeping eye contact, at least I could have half-successfully lied.

The good thing was that he seemed to believe me. ''Oh…'' he trailed off, and I waited to see if he said something more. But before he could, I looked up, after hearing Rachael laughing, very loudly.

She grinned at me as Jackson followed her over to our table, and I noticed that she had yet more drinks. Ugh, lovely. Was she trying to give me a hangover tomorrow morning or what? It wasn't nice to think that I already felt partly sick as it was.

''Don't roll your eyes at me Charlie, you're drinking these shots. I paid three dollars for these! Because apparently its past twelve, and you have to pay for shots when its past twelve.'' She complained, mimicking the waitress at the bar with a terrible American accent, after I had rolled her eyes at her in response to her shots in hand.

And three dollars wasn't that bad as she did have three different shots in her hand, and three dollars was one pound fifty in English money.

Jackson handed Rob the same amount of shots. ''I've never seen anybody drink so much. Or share so many shots.'' Jackson said in awe, as Rachael ran back over to the bar, to grab her and Jackson's own shots.

She tipped hers back all in one go, despite the fact that she had five shots too, and smiled at him. ''I'm a sharing person, darling.'' She told him, making him laugh. He winked at her in response, making her giggle.

And me smile. Jackson seemed to really liked Rachael, and they seemed to be getting on really well. They had been sat together all night, which was nice, because I half expected Rachael to jump him as soon as she first saw Jackson.

But she didn't, she was good. She sat with him, and he started buying her drinks even which was sweet, even if it was all free. But still, I thought it was really nice, and they seemed to be getting on great.

She sat down at the table then, and grinned at me drunkenly with Jackson taking the seat next to her. I giggled in response, noticing how drunk she was, but she hadn't missed the fact that I hadnt tipped my shots back…neither had Rob.

''Well come on Guys, drink your shots!'' She ordered, huffing at us.

''Okay, okay.'' I agreed, laughing along with Rob after I saw him roll his eyes in response to Rachael.

We both did each shots at a time, with me taking in each vile and strong flavour. They were all badly strong, and disgusting, but I'd only get told off if I didn't drink them.

Rob turned at the same I did, and grinned at me, and I giggling, blushing in response, and quickly looking away. My heart was fluttering like mad in my chest, beating erratically in response to a simple smile.

''More drink!'' Rachael shouted as she got up from the table, making me jump. I laughed in response, watching her get up, and knowing that she would be getting us drunk right up until the end of the night…

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