Chapter 2

"You are crazy about her."

"Nope", Derek argued, "and it's not like you aren't crazy about her as well!"

"So you are?" Mark asked.

"No, I'm not."

"Yes, you are. You said it just seconds ago!" Mark was a little annoyed, why couldn't he just admit it? Everyone knew Addie was hot and Mark could read Derek almost perfectly, it was scary at times.

"Don't try to deny it!" Mark was his best friend since they were 5 years old, there was nearly nothing Derek could hide from him. They've gone through good and bad times, but in the end they were still best friends.

"Admit it Derek! Neither you nor me think she isn't hot."

"Yeah, but I don't think she sees anything like that in us." Derek added sadly. He always thought, since the day he met her, that Addie was breathtakingly beautiful.

"Nah, one of us will get to her, buddy!", Mark grinned from ear to ear, "And it'll be me."

"You think so?"

"Yep!"

"Wanna bet on it?" Derek challenged.

"Of course." Mark said confident. 'I get every girl I want' he thought 'so why not Addie?'

"The one who gets Addison in bed with him first, wins!"

"Okay... what's the price for the winner?" Mark asked excited.

"How stupid are you? The winner gets Addie!!"

"Yeah, yeah... I know, but let's say the loser... is gonna ask an old woman in a club to dance with her, like you would dance with Addie! I think Webster Hall would fit! What do you think?"

Derek nodded mischievously, "I'd like to see that, 'cause I'll win!"

"Okay then! Let the bet begin!" Mark chuckled slightly and started thinking about a plan how to wrap Addie around his finger.

-

Meanwhile Addison and Izzie were at Addison's. Iz was on the white fuzzy carpet in Addie's room reading the new Vogue. Addison sat on her dreamy white princess bed and painted her nails with a pink nail polish named 'Something About Pink' from M.A.C.

Suddenly she spoke, "So you and George, huh?"

"Hm, what do you mean?" Izzie was completely sunk in the Vogue article she was reading and didn't even realise what Addison just asked.

"I know you still like him a looot!", Addie stated giggling, "There's no denying it, Iz."

Izzie's head instantly popped up and she stared at Addison, her mouth widely open. She didn't want to look so panicked but she couldn't control herself. She just couldn't. 'Not this again' she thought 'I knew Addie knew it, she always knows such things, I'm so screwed'.

"Izzie?"

"Yeah... I'm listening! You know I HAD, by the way this sentence is past tense, I HAD a crush on George, but that was months ago and I know all of you think I still have a crush on him but..." Izzie rambled on and on.

"Iz, you're rambling." Addison grinned. She knew when it caused Izzie to ramble when she was talking about George, she still liked him. 'I knew it, hehe' Addison thought.

"Oh, right!"

"You love him, don't you?"

"Yeah, a bit! You know, it's difficult... Callie had always had a small crush on George. It would be so mean to start something with him! I can't do that! Cal would hate me forever, she'll never say a single word to me! That would be worse than the one time I bought the Jimmy Choo's right in front of her... and I actually knew she wanted them so badly, but I could' resist. She didn't spoke to me for like, 3 WEEKS!"

"Oh Izzie," Addison winced slightly, she never saw so much fear in Izzie's eyes, "but what will you do?"

"I really don't know yet. I'm always trying to tell Callie... so please, please, don't say anything to her! She needs to hear it from me."

"Okay Iz. So let's change our mood a bit! We could plan the party!" Addison said excited.

"But I want to read the new Vogue!" Izzie whined and made her puppy dog eyes.

"Nope Iz. It's Tuesday and the party is already on Saturday! We have a lot of work to deal with."

"Isn't there really any time for Vogue?" Izzie asked hopefully.

"Izzie!"

"What? It's VOGUE! I need to read it now!" She begged, but it was impossible to change Addison's mind. Addie really wanted to have the biggest party ever, so there was a lot of planning to do.

"Iz... stop it, there's really a lot to do so please, let's start! You can read later."

"Okay, okay... you are right."

"I know." Addison replied confident.

"I have so many idea's, Ads! We could hire an entertainer, or something like that!"

"What do you mean by 'an entertainer'?"

"Addie, you know what I mean!"

"No!! We will not hire a stripper Iz! There's really too many girls who already think I'm the biggest slut on earth... which I'm not, by the way. That's annoying me so much, they don't know anything about me! Can't they just shut up and..." Addison loved gossiping about other people but this time she was cut of by Izzie. "Ads, you wanted to plan the party."

"Oh... that's right. Back to the planning."

"I believe hiring a stripper wouldn't be that smart."

"Yeah... you got it. Any other idea's?"

"Alcohol. Lot's of alcohol." Izzie smiled. She was already imagining the fun the party was bringing.

"Sure. But we need something special!" Addison was thinking about all the things they could do. But nothing was really good enough.

"What about a theme all over the house?" Izzie suggested.

"Oh my god, that's a great idea! I want to have something with silver and black, like a sparkling glitter night, something that says 'Here I am, and I'm awesome'. We will change the whole house into a night club. You know?" Now Addie was completely overwhelmed and could barely think about something else than her party.

"Of course. That'll be great! The whole house will look awesome afterwards. Everyone's gonna talk about it later, Ads!"

"Exactly, and my parents are in London for some meetings. Besides my brother won't be a problem, he would definitely rather throw the party with me than ruining it. You know him... he'll bring a lot of his hot friends and will pick up random girls."

"When are your parents leaving?" Izzie asked.

"Tomorrow at 7A.M. We can start preparing after they leave."

"Okay, I think..."

'ring, ring' Izzie wanted to say something but was suddenly cut of by Addison's cell.

'Hello?'

'Hey Ads, it's me Mark!'

'I guessed that. So what's up?'

'Nothing in particular.'

'And why are you calling?'

'I want to ask you if you would like to come with me to the 2i's nightclub?'

'Today?' She asked not really convinced about it.

'Yep, today. Derek is going to the birthday of his aunt and I don't want to go clubbing alone! You could bring Cal or all the girls!'

'I don't know Mark. The party is already on Saturday! There's a lot to do.'

'Come on Addie! It'll be fun! Please?'

'Okay, okay.'

'Cool.'

'And I'm bringing Iz.'

'Good, I'll meet you two at 8 in front of the club.'

'K. See ya Mark, bye.'

'Bye Ads!'

Then Addison hung up and looked at Izzie.

"And?" Izzie asked excited " What did he say?" Izzie definitely heard a man's voice, she was sure it was one of the boys.

"We need to get ready for clubbing, it was Mark."

"Today?" Izzie asked wide-eyed.

"Yep... there's no turning back and Derek is going to the birthday of his aunt so Mark don't wanted to go clubbing alone."

"Well, I assume some clubbing will be a good idea after the party planning!"

"Really? I didn't expect you to give in so easily!" Addison wondered briefly, but her mind immediately changed to the subject fashion, "You can borrow some of my clothes Iz!"

"Hm... I want to wear something yellow, maybe from DKNY." Izzie said and walked into Addison's pink oversized walk-in-closet. She rummaged through all the dresses and finally found a beautiful yellow one with black dots.

"I think this one fits for tonight." Izzie eyed the dress and looked at Addie.

"Hm... yeah, try it on."

Addison already knew what she wanted to wear. She had been shopping last week and bought a short blue, orange and black dress from DKNY.

The two of them each searched for matching shoes and accessory after they applied their make-up. One hour later they were both ready to leave and made their way to Mark through the busy streets of New York.

-

It was 11 P.M. and Addison was already really drunk. Half an hour before Izzie started making out with some guy in the corner of the club.

Now there were just a drunk Addison and a sober Mark left. Mark just drank some beer with Addison and after a while he started drinking coke – he thought she wouldn't notice anyway.

"Hm... Mark?" She suddenly spoke.

"Yeah?" He asked, though she couldn't quite hear what he said she spoke because it didn't bothered her.

"Do you think I'm pretty? Mark?" She mumbled.

"Addie, you know you're beautiful, I don't need to say it." He especially used the word beautiful because girls never wanted to hear that they're 'hot'. His plan with Addison worked better and better.

"I want to hear it from YOU."

"Really?", Mark wondered out loud, "You never seemed to be interested in my opinion!"

"No. No, nooo! You are my teddy bear, Markii!" She hugged him tightly and rested her head on his strong shoulder.

'Sometimes she's so cuddly when she's drunk' Mark thought to himself. Addison sat in his lap and her legs hung loosely over Mark's. She was really comfortable like this and showed no indication to move anytime soon.

"You are drunk, you know that, right?" Mark asked, but she just watched him with a grimace on her face while he was speaking.

"Nuh-uh." She mumbled in his neck after moving her head back into his shoulder again.

"Addie, your dress looks very pretty, where did you buyt it?" He asked in hope she would reply something useable for a conversation.

Addison was usually always up for some fashion talk – even if she was so drunk she couldn't walk anymore. Which seemed to happen once in a while.

"You like it? It's from DKNY."

"Yup! You should wear this more often, Ads. It suits you!" She just smiled.

After a few minutes they sat there in complete silence, Addison spoke again.

"Mark?" She asked with a seductive voice. He looked at her and gave back, "Addison?"

"Wanna dance with me?"

"Sure you still can dance, Ads?" He asked her a little sceptically.

"Sure!" She replied self-confident,"Please?"

"Okay, then come on, let's go!" She already stood weakly on her legs as she expected him to say yes. He held his hand out to her and she grabbed it so she had a little more support than before.

Mark guided Addison to the dance floor and put his hands around her waist. She immediately pushed herself up to Mark's chest. Right then the DJ started to play 'Touch You Right Now by Basic Element Feat. D-Flex'.

Mark looked down into Addison's ocean blue eyes and the air practically burned between the two of them. She peeked up to him shyly and it was like the entire world around them didn't exist anymore.

Their faces inched closer as the music played almost frantically loud around them. Addison and Mark were just inches apart while Mark slowly brought his hand up to Addie's cheek.

Her breathing got more and more unsteady and right then Mark kissed her.

Addison couldn't care less that it was Mark who screwed every girl with big boobs and blond hair because her head was totally clouded.

Right in that moment she felt so safe, so awesome. The kiss was nothing like she'd expected it to be. It felt actually good.

Mark put one of his hands on her neck and felt the tension building up in her body.

But suddenly Izzie screamed Addison's name out of the corner of the club and Mark and Addie immediately pulled apart.