Regular POV
The night was young, and the party was just starting. Nick and Miley were still off at the hotel, though nobody was aware of that. Miley's head was resting on Nick's bare chest.
Kevin was at the bar, drinking a coke.
Jackson just broke up with his girlfriend of 5 months as Kevin watched her slap him across the face.
Oliver's wondering aimlessly around, looking for a girl, even though he has already found one…
And Joe and Lilly were happily dancing in the middle of the dance floor. Lilly had her head resting on Joe's shoulder as he wrapped his hands around her.
Everything seemed to be going right. That is, until the unthinkable happened.
Suddenly, all the lights in the club, hotel, and the whole city, shut off.
Blackout.
Every guest at the party gasped, some screamed, but nobody moved.
"Jackson, call the police department and figure out what's going on." Robbie Ray said.
"Okay." Jackson said, still rubbing his cheek from the slap.
Robbie went up on stage and called for attention. "Everybody stay calm. We are going to figure out what's going on. I'm sure the power will be back on shortly."
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At the hotel, Miley and Nick were also alarmed by the blackout.
They both rushed to get their clothes on and quickly walked out of their room, towards the lobby to leave, but were stopped when they got there.
"Everybody needs to stay calm. We are trying to solve this problem as quickly as possible." One of the security guards said to the group. It looked as if every guest staying at the hotel was cramped into that small lobby.
"Nick we have to get back to the party before my dad figures out where I am." Miley said, scared that her father would find out she was alone in a hotel with her boyfriend.
"I know." He looked around the area for an escape. "Follow me." Nick took her hand and ran to the back of the lobby, covering his face with his free hand to keep fans from recognizing him.
Nick opened the back door and started to lead Miley outside, but he stopped. It was pouring and thunder and lightning lit up the sky.
"Nick, come on." Miley insisted.
"I don't think we should. It's really coming down hard, you might get hurt."
"Nothing will happen to me, we are just going next door. Come on, it's right there!"
Nick was hesitant, but he finally gave in. He again, took her hand and ran as fast as he could to the club. He found the backdoor and ran in.
It was a dark, gloomy room with cobwebs and old equipment from the club piled around. They figured it was some sort of storage room.
"This is disgusting." Miley said, stepping over some old junk.
"Come on Miles, let's get out of here and find your dad." Nick walked to the door that he figured led to the club, and tried to open it, but it wouldn't budge. He tried again, and again, and again, but nothing. He hit the door with his fists. "Dammit."
"What?"
"It's stuck."
"What do you mean 'it's stuck'?
"I can't open it!" Nick shouted. He sat down against the door. "I'm sorry Miley. I shouldn't have brought you to that hotel in the first place."
"No, that was great. We should have just stayed there, I'm sorry."
Nick smiled and started to get up to give his girlfriend a hug, but before he could do anything, Nick heard voices coming towards them.
"Hide." He said.
"Hide?"
"Yes."
"Why? Don't we want to get out of here?"
"We aren't supposed to be in here Miles. We have to see who it is first." Both Nick and Miley quickly hid behind an old speaker as the door opened and two men walked in, one holding a lighter to light their way. Miley recognized them as the bartender and the DJ, both about 25 years old.
"I hate parties." One man said.
"God I know, they annoy the hell out of me. You know, I found 3 fake IDs tonight."
"Really? What you do?"
"Nothin'." Both men laughed. "Damn I need some."
"Get me some too?"
"Yeah." The DJ walked over to a box and took out a little bag of white powder.
"Crack?" Miley whispered to Nick. He nodded. "We have to get out of here."
Nick shook his head. "They will see us."
"Dan? Dan, you in there?" A voice that Miley recognized said.
"In here." He answered.
"Hey, what did you want to show me?"
The DJ, or Dan, help up the bag. "This."
"Uh, I don't do drugs."
"I can tell, but why not start now."
"No, I'm good." The boy turned to walk away.
"I saw you watching her." Dan said putting his hand on the boy's shoulder.
He stopped. "What?"
"Let it go, she's got somebody already. You're nothing to her." He said, trying to provoke the kid.
"Shut up."
"Noth-ing." He said slowly.
"I said shut up."
Miley and Nick still couldn't see who it was from the darkness. But Miley noticed his long, dark brown hair. They were talking too quietly now for them to hear whose voice it was. She wanted to save him from these guys, so badly. She couldn't sit there ant take it much longer, so she started to rise.
"What are you doing?!?!" Nick whispered, puller her back down to the ground.
"We can just sit here! We need to help him!"
"We don't even know who it is."
"Well it's obviously someone I invited! With long brown hair!"
Nick's eyes widened. "Joe?"
"I don't know maybe, I cant hear his voice well…"
"Do you hear that?" Dan said to the other guy.
"Who's here?" The other one said.
"If anyone is in here you're dead!" Dan said. He listened quietly, Miley and Nick staying as quiet as possible. He then turned back to the boy when he didn't hear anything. "You are, and will be miserable." Dan laughed. "This will help you, it will take the pain away kid." He held up the bag. "Sure you don't want it?" He waved it in his face.
There was a long silence. Then the boy stepped forward and his face become visible from the moonlight shining through open roof. It was Oliver.
He took the bag, put it in his pocket, and walked out.
Dan laughed, "Stupid kid."
Miley was breathing heavier now, she was angry, really angry. Tears fell down her face and Nick wrapped his arms around her. "Shh Miley, it'll be okay." He whispered. She kept crying softly in Nick's arms. "Come on, let's get out of here." He slowly helped her up, and they quietly walked out of the open door, leaving the two men behind.