I would like to take this opportunity to say I AM SOOOOO SORRY to every single person who has been waiting on this update. My computer was having serious issues and I couldn't sign on etc. However, that is no excuse! I should have found a way!
Important news – since I couldn't post, I was able to write and have finally finished this saga! I won't make any more promises, but I should have updates soon!
Thanks go out to caroline, Vaughn-Syd-4ever, sapphyre2484, Sara, alias-sydney93001, luv24+alias, SweetiePie, Tine, Vaughny, boyscoutswoman, Caz, sydofthesea, emy, Five Stories Fallen, vaughnbear, eg, daisyduke947, Grouchy, Agent Flamingo and supergirl14 for all your AMAZING reviews which made me feel even more guilty for not updating!
This is a double update, because both are very short and also because I owe you all BIG time!
I have been planning this chapter for so long and I had so much trouble putting what I could see in my head down on paper! This chapter is definitely based on some of my own experiences going out with work mates, especially when it is just me and the boys. I'm not a big dance-music fan, but I listened to Sandstorm by Darude (reminds me of when I first started going out). As always, I totally recommend listening to the music while reading the story – it really sets the scene.
Disclaimer etc. see previous chapters.
Chapter 22 – Party Time
"Come on man! You are like a woman!"
"I've been in here for not even 20 minutes!"
"Listen Mike, I know you like to keep up the pretty boy look, but this is ridiculous"
Vaughn grinned as he pulled open the door to the ensuite to find a very annoyed looking George waiting for his. "I offered to let you go first"
"Oh shut up. Come on, let's grab the others and go!"
"Just let me grab my wallet"
It hadn't hit him exactly how much he had changed since being away until he had put on some of his more casual clothes to go out. He was wearing a white shirt which was actually fitting him a little better than it had before he had left. His recent workouts meant that he couldn't button up the shirt at the wrists and he had rolled them up so they were sitting just above his elbows. His skin was darker, his hair bleached by the sun and there was something about his face which had changed. There was a strong look of determination in his eyes and months of stress were visible by his stature.
Vaughn reached into his bag and pulled out his wallet, laughing at the impatient looking man standing at the door.
"You are such a child" Vaughn laughed.
"Unlike you Mike, I am a very single man who has been stuck in the middle of no where for what seems like an eternity. Alcohol and women are a part of my life which I miss way too much for my own good"
Vaughn laughed and stepped out of the room. "Well, let's not keep you suffering any longer"
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"Oh my god I love this song!" George cried as they walked into the large club.
Everyone had already had a bit to drink, stopping at the front bar of their hotel before heading out. The sounds of Darude's Sandstorm were pumping through the speakers as the club filled with bright, flashing lights. Walking through the door, you realized that the tope floor was more like a balcony, looking down on the crowded dance floor on the lower level. People bumped and grinded in the large floor, in front of the DJ. There were four podiums with girls dancing on them placed on either side of the DJ. Both sides of the upper floor were lined with two long bars. There were tables dispersed, but there were largely unoccupied. Most people seemed to be dancing, be at the bar or leaning over the balcony, watching the spectacle below.
Vaughn laughed his usually sensible and responsible co-workers leaned casually over the balcony.
"Who's up for another drink?" George cried to the group, bringing a series of cheers.
"I guess I'll be buying" Logan replied with a wink. He motioned with his head for Vaughn to come with him to the bar.
"You look like you are the only one who won't spill a drink carrying it back from the bar" Logan shouted in his ear.
Vaughn grinned as they steered there way towards the bar where Logan placed there orders.
"Am I the only one who feels out of place here?" Logan shouted over the music
"This isn't the sort of place I would usually go to" Vaughn replied. "But it's about fun tonight. Doing something that we are going to remember about"
Logan nodded in agreement as he collected the drinks. "We better hurry these back before George starts stressing"
The group eagerly all took their drinks and stood in silence as they took their first sense.Vaughn relaxed slightly, allowing his body to fully lean against the rail. Below, hundreds of slim figures moved to the music, almost hypnotically swaying.
There was something dream-like about being in a nightclub – the bright lights, loud music, faces of strangers and the dull effect of alcohol, distorting your mind. Like right now, Vaughn was positive he knew one of the young dancers down on the floor. He knew he had never been to London before, but he was mesmerized by her movements. There was something unmistakably familiar about her. Suddenly she turned and Vaughn almost choked on his breath as he saw her face.
He quickly scanned the room, finding another familiar face standing watching the dace floor. Vaughn attempted to inconspicuously make his way around and leant on the rail next to the other man.
"Mike, what the hell are you doing in London?" Weiss asked, trying not to look at his missing best friend.
"What the hell are you and Sydney doing here?" Vaughn shot back, his eyes still locked on the beautiful female who was still dancing unaware on the dance floor
BOM BOM BOM! I've been missing my Weiss! George is close but there is no substitute for the real thing! And I had to bring Sydney in (I think some reviewers might have hunted me down if I didn't!) Please review!
