AN: here's another update, I enjoyed writing it but it still isn't as good as I hoped it to be. I feel like I should explain to some of you the story since I did such a bad job at the beginning with the flashbacks and such. But the first chapter and second were kind of flashback/flash forward? and chapter 3 is the beginning of the actual story. I have no Beta- reader so all mistakes are on me and comments and any constructive criticism is deeply wanted. Feel free to write what you want to see in the story. The song used in this chapter is,
Brite lights by: Lana Del Ray.
I look for you in magazines
I gave you everything
Give me the brite lights
The lights flickered on and off in beat with the music blasting through the clubs bass systems. Sweat glistened on the moving bodies, eyes were shedding tears of the smoke machines choking their vision and lips were burning from alcohol. In a dark corner, far away from the dance floor was Dan sipping on a club soda now and then while taking in the moving crowd. On the table was a napkin that he used as a tab for the number of girls having the guts to approach him. So far he had 5 girls. All of which were very attractive as well, which was a surprise to him when he found himself rejecting each and every one of them. The whole point of coming to this place was to find distraction and give himself a moment of peace. The following days after their visit to the flower shop had begun smoothly as he and Blair started interacting more than as business partners. The beautiful girl who once had been ignoring him at all cost was now joking, playfully might he add, instead of her harsh inputs of a joke, she was talking more and not only about the wedding but other subjects as well. She had pointed out her favorite scenes with Audrey Hepburn in the movie Sabrina and how she once had checked the weather forecast in France just so she could visit the country in pouring rain and have the experience Sabrina had been talking about, to which Dan gently laughed at and at the slightly there blush of embarrassment on Blair's cheeks. She told him how Dorotha and her beautiful baby were doing. She also told him…how much she was looking forward to the wedding and to finally become Mrs. Louis Grimaldi. Which ultimately brought him to the club he was at now, pathetically sitting in a corner all by himself and wallowing in self-pity.
I wasn't anything
It wasn't anything
Give me the brite lights
The music kept increasing with a beat until all he could hear was a rapid sample of beats thumping through his body and ears, he was done sulking, he came here to forget and that's what he is going to do. The effects of alcohol really set in when he stood up on shaky feet and began heading towards one of the girls that earlier had approached him. His upper body was leaning forward slightly more than the rest of him, the girl in front him noticed this and smiled reassuringly while steadying him by putting her warm hands on top his chest pushing him slightly back.
"Change your mind did ya now?" she breathed in his ear with a smirk and started moving her hands from his chest, creating a road of light shivers over his body, guiding him to wrap his arms around her waist. The girl reached around the writer's neck and kept him in a loose lock with her hands clasped together.
The film is fading look at me.
The film is fading look at me.
The film is fading look at me.
Give me the Brite Lights
The next thing he knows he is waking up to the blaring alarm clock on his nightstand. He groans and slaps the damned thing to the floor and starts moving to the other side of the bed trying to get as far away from the screaming alarm clock that might be possessed by a demon as far as he knows, but is stopped by a barrier of a slim naked body. Dan's eyes widen dramatically and he leaps off the bed, which is a very cliché move to do as he comes to think of it. The brown haired girl on his bed moans innocently as she awakes to the sunshine squeezing through Dan's blinds and turns to rest on her back.
Dan is currently still very much in shock but apprehensively observing the stranger as she opens her eyes and investigates her surroundings before catching Dan's intensive gaze. She narrows in on him and raises one eyebrow curiously.
"And who are you?"
Dan jumps a little at the sudden noise and returns the question.
"Who are you?" The writer is pretty sure that he is suffering from a memory loss as he tries to recall last night's incidents but comes to nothing but a fog of lights, presumably being the spotlights of the club but nothing else comes to his mind.
The stranger braced herself on her elbows slowly and tried to keep her head in one position, deeply scared that she would throw up if she angled it any other way. She brought up the sheets to cover her chest and looked at the man with bloodshot eyes still eying her. Deciding to cut the guy some slack she answered his question.
"My name is Nylah, currently 21 years old and unemployed, and you are?"
Dan frowned at the unemployed part thinking it was random of her but gave the girl her answer.
"I'm Dan" Avoiding the surname as the girl did. " 21 as well and currently employed" he added. The girl wrapped in his sheets smiled, amused at Dan and gave him a look over seeing his stance and the weird face he was posing before prepping for another question"
"You look like you pooped your boxers, are you alright Dan?"
Dan flinched at her choice of words but cleared his throat as he prepared himself for the worst.
"Did…we, umm…last night, did we happen to sleep with each other?"
"Would it be so terrible if we did?"
Dan shook his head swiftly and immediately regretted it when dizziness washed over him. It wouldn't be terrible seeing as he wasn't in a committed relationship with anyone but it had gotten uncomfortable with the possibility of sleeping with another woman while he was in love with one. The reality was far worse than the possibilities he realized now.
"Then yes we did."
Dan felt nauseous as his mind panicked over his actions until the girl spoke again.
"That is, actual sleeping, I don't know about you but I wouldn't even be sleeping with a guy if I so were under a love spell, so you're good"
A perplexed Dan tried and tried but couldn't comprehend the answer at all, it felt like the girl spoke in codex's.
"Dan."
"Yeah?"
"I'm gay."
"Yeah?... I mean interesting! That is very good and interesting…for you"
The girl in response laughed and patted at the space beside her.
"Sit, I don't bite…sometimes" But Dan shook his head giving him another headache and smiled politely and Nylah.
"I'm good over here, so if we didn't sleep, sleep together why are you naked?"
"Well Danni, can I call you that?" She didn't give him air to answer." It's comfortable and liberating and oh so good, you should try it! Those boxers don't look comfortable and that t-shirt is way tight." She scrunched up her nose and watched Danni shoot her a smile.
"The shower is just next door if you want to freshen up while I make breakfast" Dan started moving around his bedroom, slowly, tidying up the mess they had made last night.
"You do realize I'm gay right?"
"So I heard, by the way there is a bottle of painkillers in my drawer I know we both could use."
Dan heard Nylah moan and mumble something incoherently before edging to the end of the bed to reach his drawer.
Hours later, in the afternoon when they both had showered and cleaned themselves up they had sat down for the breakfast Dan had promised to make. It was spent in comfortable silence both of them too hung over to interact. But the occasional smile and stare was there. Two strangers sharing breakfast had never been so good Dan decided. A beep broke through their haze and Dan reached for his cell seeing the notification message on his screen;" 1 New Message from Blair".
Blair
13 nov 2011 3:39 Pm
Wine tasting at Rosalies, Limo's at your place at 5
Dan sighed as he stared at the screen and typed out his reply.
Dan
13 nov 2011 3:41 Pm
Okay, see you then.
Nylah noticed the grim look on Dan's and swallowed her piece of waffle while pointing at Dan's cell with her finger.
"Was it your girlfriend?" she inquired interestingly.
Dan looked up from his iphone and scratched the back of his head with a painful smirk.
"No, she's just a friend"
Nylah nodded before changing the direction of her finger to him, pointing at him as she spoke.
"But you want it to be more"
Dan affirmed the statement with a scoff followed by a sheepish nod to which Nylah shook her head at.
"Silly silly Danni if you want a chance at the girl of you dreams-"
"nightmares more like it" Dan interrupted.
"However you want to phrase it, if you want a chance at true love, you gotta lay off the Ryan Atwood attitude. That thing last night was not me trying to hook up with you, you just looked so goddamn depressing sitting in that corner like Charles freakin Bukowski without a decent drink may I add, that I had to give you a hand. Seriously with that shit you're pulling you will never get her."
"You don't know her, she's practically the queen of New York, the queen of schemes and this is her chance at true love, to get her happy ending, with an actual prince. I'm not going to ruin it for her."
"I seriously want to punch you in face, you are the dumbest boy I have ever met"
"Hey! No attacks! You're not so great either"
"I'm the best girl you'll ever meet honey, too bad I'm not into the meat. Listen all girls think they have their happy ending when they really don't, it's the story after the happy ending that is the actual happy ending, and you my friend are that happy ending. I just know it"
"Now I just feel like we're chanting something for a spell." Dan muttered.
"You'll see Danni, and then you'll know why I'm the best."
Tbc