I was sitting on my phone, scrolling though Pinterest when my brother came up to me, "You wanna go to the club with me and my friends?" David had asked.
    "Who's going?" I asked looking up from my phone.
     "Me, Tyler, Evan, Anthony, Marcel, and Craig." David said shifting his weight from one foot to the other, a nervous habit of his.
    "What's wrong?" I said slipping my phone into my pocket.
     "One of us really want you to go." David said, causing me to look up at him with anticipation.
     "Who is it?" I asked getting off of the couch so I could face David.
    "I promised I wouldn't tell." He said, holding his hands up, "Just go please."
    "Fine I'll go but only to find out who really wanted me to go." I said turning on my heels.
    I had put on a nice black dress that reached about the mid of my thigh and matched it with some black heels.
    Now, I was sitting on a bar stool, bored out of my mind because David and all the guys were playing pool.
    "Hey (name)." Marcel said, sitting on the barstool beside me.
    "Hey Marcel, I thought you were playing pool with the boys." I said, taking a sip of my drink.
    "I was but they somehow got a girl to dance on the pool table for them." Marcel said causing me to turn around.
     A blonde girl was twerking on the pool table, all the men looked up at her smirking to themselves.
    "Bless her heart. Only if Brian was here he would be up there with her." I said causing Marcel to laugh a little.
    "Anyway I have something that I've been meaning to tell you for a long time." Marcel said.
    At about that time, I heard someone scream from the direction off the pool table. The blonde girl had fell off the table and landed on David.
    I rolled my eyes before getting up off the stool, "hold that thought, let me go help my brother. Everybody else is to drunk over there to do anything." I said to Marcel before walking over to the pool table.
   I picked the girl up by her arm before rolling her off of David, she giggled at me before latching into Tyler's leg.
    "Thanks (name)." David said grabbing my hand so I could help him up.
    "Now be good! I'm trying to talk to Marcel." I said to the group before turning back around, walking to the bar.
    I set on my stool before turning to Marcel, "Okay what was it?" I asked, cutting my eyes back at the group before looking at him.
    "Well-" this time Marcel was cut off by someone slurring lyrics over a microphone.
    I turned around and saw that Tyler and the blond girl were singing and stripping on the stage.
    I face palmed before turning to Marcel, "Go ahead." He mumbled and I nodded giving him a apologetic smile. 
    I walked up on the stage, grabbing Tyler's shirt off the floor before grabbing his arm and dragging him off the stage, "Tyler what were you doing?" I asked sitting him down before handing him his shirt.
     "I was singing duh (name)." Tyler said looking up at me like I was stupid.
    "Whatever Tyler, just put on your shirt and go back to the boys." I said, patting his head before walking back to Marcel.
    "That better be all them boys need me for because I ain't going back over there." I said rolling my eyes as I slit down.
    "Okay (name). I wanted to tell you that I love you so much. I've loved you ever since you played prop hunt with us and you wouldn't even cuss. You are the sweetest person I've ever meet and I would love for us to go on a date together." Marcel said, grabbing my hand in his.
     "I would love to go on a date Marcel. I love you too." I said smiling before kissing his cheek.
    As I was kissing my cheek, I saw Evan taking shots out of Craig's belly button.
   "Ugh Marcel I gotta go." I said getting up, Marcel's eyes followed mine.
    "Yea you better go, their gonna regret that." Marcel said cringing.  
   I laughed before walking over to the men, pulling them off of each other.