Aaron's Pov:

Entering the club was the easiest thing in the world, the IDs actually worked, I was doubting them for a bit. However, when I first walked inside the nervousness that I hide away was brought out. The music was blasting and bodies were grinding on the dance floor. This wasn't my idea of fun, but I wouldn't ditch my best friend d for anything. I was expecting this club to be a little different for some strange reason, but it was just like any other club, just with gay and lesbian people.

I walked down towards the bar area and sat down, I didn't know exactly what to do. Savannah and Christopher had gone off on their own, and left me to be an awkward person over in the corner. I just wasn't comfortable talking to older men. I go no higher than twenty especially since I was only sixteen years old. I didn't find older men attractive, I just found Zason and if Savannah was right I should see him her today and I couldn't wait until I do.

"Do you want to dance?" I heard Christopher's voice over the loud music pounding in my ears.

I didn't have anything better to do, "sure Chrissy." I grabbed his hand and moved out to the middle of the dance floor. The music started to slow down a bit into a grinding songs. This was going to be hella awkward, the song would change when Chris and I had stepped onto the dance floor.

"How are you enjoying it so far?" Chris asked trying to start up a conversation.

I shrugged my shoulders a bit, "it's alright, I was expecting much more, why do people go clubbing away." What I noticed about this club and almost every other club, it was just loud music, drinking, and dancing. It was boring in my opinion, I rather be at home sleeping or something.

Chris moved a little closer, closing the distant between our bodies,"people mostly come here to find people like themselves and start dating or friendships, or they just come here to get drunk and forget about tomorrow, or just to relive stress." He placed one of his hands on my lower back.

It didn't bother me as much as it should've, Chris was a very good friend and wouldn't do anything without permission. The song changed inside a faster song and he pulled away from me and stated dancing to the new song. If I wasn't so in love with Zason I would give him a chance. I decided I didn't want to dance anymore and walked towards the bathroom.

Walking inside I noticed it was cleaner than the bathrooms at my school, they should learn some cleaning lessons. I heard a soft crying sound coming from one of the stalls, who was crying at a club? I walked over towards the stall and knocked lightly.

"Hello? Are you okay?" I asked in a sweet tone. I didn't want to scare him or anything.

"I'm fine," I heard a soft voice that could easily be mistake for a girl's voice. "I just... It's... No everything isn't fine, my stupid boyfriend broke up with me, what any idiot, who does he think he is? Leaving me for that whore! I gave him two years of my fucking life and he is just going to leave me!" After that he started crying again even harder than before.

I didn't know what to say, I wasn't good at giving advice to people, I barely knew what to do with my own life. I sat down in front of the stall ,"what's your name? I'm Aaron Wilcox."

The boys crying had died down, he sniffed, "my name is Logan..." I heard him stand up. He was probably going to exit the shall so I moved out his way. He stepped out the stall and my eyes wide in how attractive this boy was. He had neck length curly black locks, with ocean blue eyes. He was my height maybe taller by a half inch. His eyes were red from his crying. "Do you come here often?"

"Are you hitting on me?" I joked trying to lighten the mood. It seemed to work because he laughted. It was a laugh for the heavens, he was probably the perfect match for Chris. "I don't know why your boyfriend dumped you, you're gorgeous, I honestly haven't seen someone with such beautiful eyes."

"I think your the one hitting on me," he walked over towards the sink to wash his face. He wet his face and looked at himself in the mirror, "i think your eyes are bluer than mine, kind of like the sky, my ex said he loved my eyes, but I don't find them that great, nothing special about them at all." He turned and faced me with a light smile.

That smile, kind of reminded me of my own. That smile that was filled with so much hope. When was the last time I smiled like that? I don't remember it was so long ago when I still had any hope left. I grabbed a napkin and wiped around his eyes, "your eyes are so filled with hope, don't ever lose that our you'll regret it." I the the napkin in the trash and grabbed his hand bringing him back to the main part of the club.

My eyes scanned the area for my friend that I have come with I found them at a table not to far away. I wakled over to their table, "guys I want you to meet Logan,I just met him. I released his hand and walked closer to the table, "Logan these are my wonderful friends Hannah, Savannah and Christopher."

Christopher held out his hand towards Logan, "nice to meet a new friend of Aaron's," he gave him a sweet smile which caused him to blush.

Logan grabbed his hand and shook it lightly, "it a pleasure to meet all of you." He pulled his hand away and looked down shyly. He didn't seem like he was good with people, but I was going to change that. He wasn't going to be some club friend, he was going to be apart of this group.

Note: Sorry this is short, it is also kind of rushed, however I finally uploaded a chapter for this story. I have an announcement to make, I will be rewriting this story with strictly original characters and posting it on FictionPress. I want a place where I could put my original writing. So, I would love it if you guys read that version when I create my FictionPress account and if you want my FictionPress account please Pm. Anyway, next chapter Zason arrives to the club and some drama is going to be stirred up.