Hey, hey, hey! I hope you're having a lovely time and this makes you preserve that good feeling. Enjoy ^.^
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"Are you sure? I would love to see you again," I whined, looking at myself in the mirror.

"I'm sure. Wildcat needs somebody even tonight, and everybody's going there. I won't leave him," Mini said firmly, and I sighed.

"Alright. But don't think I don't see what you're trying to do," I grinned, even though he couldn't see it.

"What?" His voice suddenly so terrified made me laugh.

"You're trying to make him like you more than us. But that's not going to happen! I'll be his right hand," I teased him, hearing a silent exhale from his side.

"Yeah, sure. Gotta go now, he's prepared to go out. Enjoy the party, Ohm," Mini said quickly, before he canceled the call.

I fixed my shirt, walking out of my room. Phill was already in the hallway, waiting for me. I was grateful he didn't have anything against my plan to go out on the Friday night. And the plus was he was going to watch after me if I drunk too much.

"Let's go, you're already late," he announced, making me roll my eyes.

"I don't know what about in your youth, but during these years the fun begins after midnight," I informed him, finally leaving the apartment.

He opened the door of his car and I got in. Silently driving me to the address Evan sent me, I got excited. To finally let loose of everything that happened. See again my friends from the gang and have fun.

"So, enjoy it, ok? And don't worry about anything. I'll be there," Phill said when we stopped in front of the nightclub, and I nodded.

"Thank you."

With that I got out of the car and walked into the club. It was already filled with people, some of them drunk. I spotted my gang with Evan in the far corner, walking towards them with a wide smile.

"Ryan!"

They were all happy to see me and it just made me sadder that I hadn't seen Mini or Gorilla for almost a week. I even missed Wildcat. Hugh handed me a drink and I took it without any hesitations.

It's time to have some fun!

I wasn't completely drunk. I had just a few in the beginning and strongly refused when Evan tried to buy me new ones after. I could enjoy the night out even without the alcohol. I was just laughing and I still knew what I was doing. I kissed a girl or two with no intention to end up with any of them.

It was already around three in the morning but we all were too energetic to go home. It was just me and Evan at the dancing floor, while our gang were just drinking, surrounded by the strangers.

"I think it's time for another drink," I informed Evan with laughter, wobbling towards the bar.

I supported myself, thinking what to order next, when a barman looked at me.

"What's it gonna be?" He asked me loudly so I could hear him through the music.

"Another beer," I informed him, and he nodded.

I turned myself, watching Evan kiss another man, while dancing. I laughed, looking back at the barman who put my beer in front of me. I gave him ten bucks, waving my hand as a sign of the tip. He smiled at me and nodded, while I turned back again.

"No!"

I was about to drink, when somebody pushed my beer out of my hand and it dropped on the ground, the glass shattered everywhere. I quickly looked at the man, my heart beating so fast.

"We have to go, now!"

Luke grabbed my hand, leading my confused self out of the club. I blinked several times, mentally slapping myself when the warmness spread from our touch towards my heart.

"What's going on? Where are we going? What are you doing here?" I asked him, but didn't fight back.

"Phill is in the hospital. Don't worry, he's fine." Luke explained, while we were almost running upon the stairs out of the building.

What, when? What happened to him?

"Luke," I demanded his attention, but he didn't stop even when we were already out of the club.

"Luke, stop!" I growled, annoyed by the way he just showed up out of nowhere after he left me in Phill's hands.

He still led me upon the street, when I ripped my hand out of his, quickly crossing my arms. He finally looked behind, stoping in front of me.

"We have to go," he repeated, but I quickly shook my head.

"Not until you tell me what's going on! Why's Phill in the hospital? What happened?" I asked, wishing to know more than what he was giving me.

"Bernard's people somehow found out about your gang's party. The barman was one of the Bernard's men. Your friends are already poisoned, I'm sorry. I tried to stopped that, but I was late."

What?! Poisoned?

"They stabbed Phill with the lethal drugs in the first minutes you arrived, but the old man is stronger than he looks. I got him to the hospital and returned back for you, because they intended to poison the drinks after midnight. I hoped you would go home, and I didn't want to destroy your fun, but you didn't."

I gulped and I was immediately sobered. I had no idea Phill wasn't around me, I wasn't checking him.

"You knew it was poisoned and yet you didn't stopped my friends to drink that? Wait, how do you know about-"

He knows about me being in the gang! When? For how long?

"We don't have time, Ryan. I'll explain everything later, but we have-"

He stopped talking, dragging me immediately to the alleyway, where he pinned me to the wall with his body, his head looking towards the direction we walked in.

His scent shrouded me, calming me down and making me heart wanting to jump out of my chest how close he was to me. I heard quick footsteps, getting closer and closer with each second.

"But I want the answers! I deserve to know!" I growled, but he didn't even look at me, his full attention on the street.

"Luke! How did you know about the poison? And about the gang? And what were you doing there in the-"

"Just shut up already," he growled back, before he smashed his lips against mine.

Everything stopped, the surrounding around me spinning. I didn't know what was going on, but my heart stopped beating and then ran so fast. When I heard footsteps the closest, he pressed himself even closer to me and he bit down my lower lip. Something I was waiting for. 

I moaned into his mouth, finally closing my eyes. Our tongues danced, while my fingers ran into his hair, pulling him even closer. I wasn't really sure what was going on, but I craved for more.

I tried to catch my breath, when he moved himself from my lips to my neck, his body still pressed against mine, a few times grinding, which was sending me to the emotional heaven.

When I moved my head to the right so he could  have better access, my eyes fell on the empty street and my brain finally started to work.

"They're gone," I whispered, not recognizing my own voice.

He just hummed, and a moan escaped my lips when our erections grinned against each other. I started to push him away from me, knowing he was doing all of this just to protect me.

"Luke," I raised me voice, when he finally stepped away from me.

"Yeah, sorry," he whispered, running his fingers though his messy hair.

"We should get moving."

His voice wasn't bossy this time, but husky and deep and I just loved the way it sounded. I closed my eyes, for a few seconds, trying to get out of this trans I was in. My whole body was burning, my hormones already all over my body, my mind and my heart.

I silently followed him, still feeling his lips ghosting mines. And I loved it more than I should have.