Ashley's POV

So, Haley and I had arrived to Las Vegas. It was 2:30 pm. It was still pretty early. As soon as we got to the beach hotel, we ordered a lot of food and took a bear nap.We woke up a 6.

We started getting in really sexy cloths to go out the the dance club/bar. One of the most expensive but hottest places to go. We were both rich so it was really nothing.

I put on a sexy black dress with my silver heels. Haley was my bestfriend but she looked like total slut.

"Haley! take that off. You look like a slut!" I said.

"Shut the fuck up, it's my birthday I dress how I want. Your not gonna get dick in that dress," she said sarcastically.

"Getting dick wasn't the point, but okay," I giggled.

Haley was the type of person who was always drunk for some reason, but I loved her anyway.
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8:00 p.m.

We finally got to the club and started dancing and grinding at that moment. It was so fun. Everybody was jumping in excitement to the music.

I got tired so I went for a drink.
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Michael's POV

I was in my hotel room already half drunk. I felt like a needed to party. So I put a little make up on so I wasn't that recognizable, but I still looked good.

I got to the club and straight to the bar. I was really stressed lately with all this touring. I needed a brake and just get drunk for a day.

I sat next the sexy women ever. Sexy black dress, silver heels, and red lipstick. I needed to hit that, I thought to myself.
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Ashley's POV

This tall sexy guy sat next to me. He look at me, then at the bar tender. The DJ started playing "Bad" and the guy just started laughing. It was a cute little laugh that made me giggle, but I didn't know why he was laughing.

I started mouthing the words and singing along to the song. He was giggling and smiling brightly at me.

"What are you looking at," I giggled.

"I'm looking at you," he smiled.

"Why?" I said shyly but laughing.

"Because your beautiful when you mouthed Michael Jackson's song," he said while smiling.

"Why thank you," I blushed.

"What's your name beautiful?" he said.

"Guess," I smirked.

"Mine?" he giggled.

"Stop it," I blushed while softly slapping his shoulder.

"But no, seriously, what's your name," he said.

"Ashley. Ashley Jones," I said softly.
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We had small talk and at this point were both really drunk. It occur to me to ask him his name. The music was really loud. We both were dancing in our chairs and laughing.

"Before I forget what's your name sexy tall guy," I laughed.

"You think I'm sexy," he smirked and laughed.

"C'mon what's your name?" I said.

"Michael Jackson, I'm wearing makeup," he laughed and smiled.

"NO WAY!" I laughed like drunk crazy white girl. We both laughed.
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I didn't know were Haley was but I wasn't paying attention to that. Michael took me to his hotel room and noticed it was the same hotel as mine. We violently started making out. It was getting hot n' sexy in the room.

To be continued. . .