< Chapter 53: Guy’s Night >

♥ Chaz’s POV: ♥

“Guys, let’s get wasted,” was the first thing I said when we entered the club.

The boys all turned to look at me, but eventually, Ryan shrugged his shoulders and nodded his head.

“Let’s go have some fun, boys,” he smirked, and Justin seemed to be a little distracted, scanning the club slowly. The music was blasting, people were dancing, others were drunk as hell, and lights flashed all around the place. I watched him look around for a while longer before he finally found what he was looking for.

“Guys, I’m going to the bathroom real quick. Be right back,” he said, and I instantly thought he probably meant half of that. What he’s really gonna do is probably go and text Jamie or something like that.

“Don’t take long, bro. We can’t have fun without ya,” Ryan patted his back, and Justin left shortly afterwards.

“Shall I get us thy beer?” I said, imitating a fancy person.

“Wait,” Ryan said, looking at Noah and I in the eyes. “I need to tell you guys something.”

“What is it?” Noah asked innocently, waiting for Ryan to explain as I listened carefully.

“Will you two do me a favor and help me with something?” he asked, playing with his fingers.

“Sure, what do you need?” I answered, still confused.

“Well… we all know that Justin’s been through a lot these last couple of weeks and… I want to make sure he actually has fun tonight. Will you guys help me do that? And if you see him sitting down all by himself, try to loosen him up a little. He needs this,” Ryan pointed out, looking at the two of us with pleading eyes.

“Anything for Justin,” I agreed, “and he really deserves a fun night with the guys, too.”

“Yeah, I also agree,” Noah piped in.

“Okay cool. Now let’s start having the time of our lives!” Ryan cheered, throwing his hands up in the air and dancing to the beat of the music. I chuckled at the sight and then walked over to the bar to get everyone a drink.

“Four beers please,” I told the bartender, and he nodded his head to get what I had requested. While I waited for him, I took a seat in one of the stools and saw Noah coming towards my direction.

“Did you order four?” he asked, taking a seat by me.

“Yup! One for all of us,” I beamed. Okay… maybe I was a bit too excited to be at this club. But honestly, I’m excited because I’m here with my pals. We’re close buddies, and it’s always fun to be around your friends and have a good time.

“Oh ok, thanks,” Noah smiled, turning around to watch the people on the dance floor. For a while, I watched along with him until the bartender came back with our beers.

“Thank you,” I said, slipping him some cash. Noah and I didn’t waste any time and we both began drinking ours straight away. When I was already about halfway through the bottle, I saw Justin walking over to us and rolling his eyes when he saw we were already drinking. “Here, have one,” I offered him, showing him the beer. He took a step back and shook his head.

“Nah bro, I’m good. Thanks anyway,” he turned down my offer while sitting next to the stool on my right.

“Oh c’mon Justin, don’t be such a party pooper! What’s one beer gonna do to you?” I said, rolling my eyes. “Just let loose for once.”

“I don’t need to drink to have fun,” he simply said, and I held out the beer towards him.

“Just one,” I prompted.

“No.”

“Please?”

“Chaz, I said no.”

“Do it for me?”

“No.”

“For us? Noah, Ryan and I?”

“Uh, no.”

A small smirk began to form on my lips, but I tried to keep a straight face as I said the next thing, “Then do it for Jamie.”

Justin paused for a few seconds, just glaring at me. I wiggled my eyebrows at him and reached the beer closer towards him, begging him to take it. His eyes flickered over to the bottle I was offering him and he took a deep sigh.

“I hate you,” he mumbled, taking the beer from my hand and popping it open. I let my smile show evidently on my face and I looked over at Noah in success. He gave me a thumbs up and we both watched Justin take a sip or two. “Where’s Ryan?” he asked, taking three more gulps of the beverage.

“I think he’s at the dance floor with some girl,” Noah answered.

“That was fast…” I thought out loud, causing both Noah and Justin to laugh. “But actually, I think I should go dance with someone too. I don’t want to spend my time here sitting without anything to do.”

“Go ahead, man. We’re not stopping you,” Noah said, giving me a wink to show that he’ll take over and make sure Justin has fun while Ryan and I have some of our own. I gave him a quick smile to show that I understood and then did a handshake with Justin like we always do before I leave somewhere. Except I’m not exactly leaving but it would be a while until I saw them again.

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♥ Justin’s POV: ♥

I began to feel my adrenaline pumping and my vision getting quite unclear. My head was blank for a second and all I knew was that loud, explosive music surrounded me and that Noah was sitting next to me, talking to some girl. I looked around and spotted the bartender, and I instantly called him over.

“Another beer please,” I slurred, the words sounding more like anuther bear plaz.

“Are you sure? You’ve had so many already,” he said, causing me to slam my fist on the table.

“Now please,” I ignored his question.

“Alright, one beer coming up,” the bartender surrendered, passing me a bottle while I returned the favor by handing him money. I muttered a thank you and tapped Noah on his shoulder. He excused himself from the girl to turn around and look at me.

“What happened?” he asked, looking into my eyes.

“I’m going flying now,” I said, standing up from the stool. Noah immediately took me by the shoulders, shaking me slightly.

“Justin, no. Stay with me, you’re too drunk,” he said.

“No, I’m not,” I slurred, smacking his hands away from me, “don’t touch me.”

“Yes, you are, because you said you’re going flying. Don’t you mean dancing?” he corrected me, and I waved him off and walked away, scanning the crowd of people that were having a good time.

As I walked past the dance floor, it felt like everything was in slow motion, and I noticed a girl sitting all by herself on a table. She was sipping a bottle of beer while watching everyone else dance. I walked in a wobbly manner over to where she sat, pulling out a chair to sit next to her.

“Hey,” I greeted her, giving her my signature smile. She looked up at me and smiled back.

“Hello,” she sighed, her breath hitting my nose and it reeked of alcohol. She leaned back on her chair and began giggling flirtatiously. That was probably when I realized she must be drunk.

Then it hit me. That hair, those eyes, that gorgeous smile. What is she doing here?

“S-Selena?” I asked as she leaned closer towards me, gazing up at me with a smile.

“That’s my name, don’t wear it out,” she laughed, then closed her eyes to sniff the air. “You. You smell like alcohol.”

“I’ve had a bottle or two,” I mumbled, showing her the one in my hand.

“Oh my god, me too! We must be soul mates,” she giggled, snatching her beer from the table and finishing it up with one gulp. She slammed the bottle back on the table and looked at me. It was silent between us for a while, the music shouting into our ears to fill in the lack of conversation. But us staring at each other wasn’t awkward. I guess it’s because we both had something in common, and that was that we were both drunk as fuck.

After a while, Selena burst into giggles again and grabbed my shirt, pulling me towards her. “I haven’t seen you in four years. I’ve missed you,” she whispered, and I inhaled her alcohol breath once again.

“It hasn’t been four years,” I slurred, staring at her gorgeous brown eyes.

“It feels like it,” she shrugged, releasing her grip on me, “but how life has been?”

“How life has been?” I chuckled, “Selena, babe, that’s not a proper sentence.”

“Shut up,” she giggled, “answer question my.”

“It’s been good,” I replied, not saying anything else. She smirked lightly at me, standing up from her chair. “Where are you going?”

“Nowhere,” she replied, sitting down on my lap while facing me. She ran her hands down my chest as she gazed into my eyes and I had no other choice but to stare back.

“You have beautiful eyes,” I blurted out, getting lost in those adorable orbs of hers.

“So do you,” she whispered, grabbing my shirt again. Before I could react, she pulled me towards her and my lips crashed into hers. I felt my mind go on autopilot as I tasted the alcohol in her lips, feeling addicted to the taste. I wrapped my arms around her waist, shoving my tongue into her mouth and exploring her. Our tongues danced within the rhythm of the music, and neither of us wanted to stop. I felt her hands reach down to touch my crotch and I let out a moan loud enough to be heard over the blaring music.

Selena pulled away with a smirk and leaned close to my ear. “You like that, don’t you?” she whispered seductively, kissing my jawline as she grabbed my crotch again.

“S-Stop..” I moaned weakly, feeling Jerry get a little excited.

“Why? Does it turn you on?” she giggled, playing with my belt.

I grabbed her hand and stopped her, leaning in so our noses were touching. “It’s naughty…” I slurred, and she pecked my lips enough so that I could take in the smell of alcohol one more time.

“No one’s stopping us,” she said, rubbing her breasts against me and kissing my neck.

“We’re not together anymore, Selena,” I moaned, my breathing patterns picking up.

“But we could if we wanted to,” she whispered, just as the song that was blasting through the speakers changed into something more upbeat. “Come dance with me, Justin,” she grabbed my hand, dragging me to the dance floor as I stumbled to keep up with her.

“Okay,” I said, following after her.

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♥ Noah’s POV: ♥

“See you, nice talking to you!” I waved to the girl I was talking to for a while who, unfortunately, had to leave. She was really nice and was only here because her friends dragged her along.

I put down the bottle of beer I was drinking from and decided I didn’t want any more, even if it was only my second bottle so I was still completely sober. Now the only thing I have to do is find Justin. I let him slip by my fingers because I didn’t want to be rude and stop my conversation with the girl I was chatting with, but now it’s my job to chase after him. I know he’s completely drunk and he’s probably somewhere out here making a fool of himself so I should probably go save him from further embarrassment.

I walked off past a crowd of people who swayed their hips to the music but weren’t exactly on the dance floor. I scanned the place one more time and, when I still couldn’t find him, I watched the people on the dance floor for a while. I chuckled to myself just a little bit because drunk people dancing is one funny sight. But as I watched more and more people dance, I spotted two in particular that made my heart stop.

It was Justin… but he was with Selena.

What the hell is she doing here?

I watched in complete and utter shock as Selena grinded her butt on Justin’s crotch. His hands were wrapped around her waist and he would occasionally let out small moans while Selena threw her head back, laughing.

What. The. Fuck.

“DUDE!” I yelled over the music, stomping over to the two of them and pushing them apart. “What the fuck are you doing?!” I spat in Justin’s face.

“Dancing… what else would he be doing?” Selena answered for him, and by the smell of her breath and her attitude, I knew she was drunk as fuck along with Bieber. I stared furiously at the two of them, and then grabbed Justin’s arm.

“We’re leaving, Justin,” I spoke sternly, but he only began giggling drunkenly.

“Where are we going? Disney world?” he slurred.

I didn’t answer him. I just dragged him to the exit and dug into his jacket pockets, searching for the car keys. Once I found them, I unlocked the car and made sure he got to the back seats harmlessly. When he was inside, I shut the door and went back into the club to search for Ryan and Chaz, who were probably also drunk, but I highly doubt they’re worse than Justin.

But of course, those three need someone to stay sober around here. What would they do without me?

Better yet… what’s Jamie gonna say when she finds out about all this?

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This chapter was a bit longer because… umm.. whoa, it’s intense, isn’t it?

Anyway, THANKS AGAIN FOR ALL THE SUPPORT! What do YOU guys think about this whole situation? :O

Btw, my spring break finally started (THANK THA LORD) but updates are still every weekend, except I might throw in other chapters before then.

And while you wait for another update, please check out my new book “I’m Only Human” if you haven’t done so already. It’s the new Justin Bieber fanfic that’s gonna replace IGHP after it’s done.

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- Nina :)