*Edited

*Layla's outfit for the club^

*When you see (*) play the song. Only if you want ;)

It was now Tuesday and my parents would be back home tonight. 

I got out of bed and got ready for school. 

Once I was done, I saw Landon standing outside waiting for me. 

He was wearing black ripped jeans and a red hoodie, the sleeves were rolled up to his elbows revealing his muscular tattooed arms. 

He was leaning against his car with a cigarette against his full lips. 

Just as I was about to look away I saw his eyes lock with mine. 

His grey eyes are now nearly white from the sun shining on them. 

Hot

I stopped gawking at him like a freak and closed the door and locked it. 

Landon's eyes following my every move while he inhaled and exhaled his death stick. 

Once I reached him he dropped it to the ground and put it out. 

He looked at me expressionlessly and lifted his arm slightly. 

I smiled and hugged him tightly feeling the warmth of his body. 

I pulled away and stared at him, his eyes now running over my body which made me blush. 

He opened the car door for me and I got in. 

5 minutes later we made it to school, due to Landon speeding and swerving through the cars we ended up making it quicker. 

He got out of the car and opened the door for me as always. 

He left the engine on which confused me. 

"I'm not coming today." His deep husky voice said nonchalantly. 

"Oh." That was all I said. 

He looked down at me smirking slightly. 

"Gonna miss me?" He said blankly while looking at me. 

"In your dreams Malik." I said to him smugly. 

His deep chuckle rang through my ears. 

I smiled at that and went to embrace him again. 

I let my arms slip around his waist and my face burry into his chest. 

His arms wrapped around my body perfectly, as he kissed my head. 

He let go and stepped back slightly but his hands still lingered on my waist. 

"I'll see you round." His deep voice spoke. 

I nodded smiling up at him and turning to leave. 

Once I made it up the school steps, I turned around to see if he left. 

He was still there leaning against his car, his eyes lingering on me as I walked away.

Once I made it in, I heard the roar of his car as he drove out of the school. 

*

"Do you wanna go to a club tonight?" Matt asked me as we were walking to class. 

"Sure, have you asked Eli and Vi?" I asked him.

"Yeah, they said they'll go if you do, so I guess they're coming now." He says and shrugs.

"How am I gonna get in though? I don't have an ID." I asked confused. 

"Don't worry about it, my cousin's a bouncer he'll let us in." He says confidently and winks at me. 

"Alright." I say back to him laughing.

We make it to class and it surprisingly goes by in a flash. 

I make my way to Eliot's car waiting for him. 

I see him and Vi walking towards me while bickering as always. 

They make it to the car and Eliot sees me, he lifts me up and spins me around. 

I laugh and smack him on the shoulder, while Violet is standing there with an amused face. 

He puts me down and I make my way to the back seat. 

We all get in the car and we head towards my house. 

"Okay, so what's the go for tonight girls?" Eliot asks while driving through the traffic. 

"Well you don't need to drop me home, I'll get ready with Layla at her place. Then you can walk down to Lay's when you're ready and we can get an Uber to the club." Violet says.

"Yeah okay, sounds good," Eliot says agreeing. 

"Matt said he's gonna meet us there so he can let us in, his cousins a bouncer at the place so he'll let us in with ease." I said informing them. 

"Damn I love having friends with connections." Eliot says smirking. 

Violet shakes her head agreeing, I just laugh at the two idiots. 

"Do you guys know the name of the club?" I ask them. 

"Yeah, it's called 'Angelo's" Violet tells me. 

I just nodded. 

Eliot dropped Violet and me off at my place, I noticed that my parent's car was back so they must be home. 

I walked into the house with Violet. 

Violet headed up to my room while I went to the kitchen to grab us some water. 

I saw my mother in the living room with some paperwork in her hands. 

"Hey Mum," I greet while walking over to her. 

My mother had golden-brown hair like mine, though hers was straight while I had soft curls in my hair. She had a hair cut mid-length, her eyes were a caramel brown, and her skin colour was a soft brown.

My parents were young when they had me, my mother got pregnant with me when she was 17 and my dad was only 18, so my parents are still pretty young with only being 34 years of age now. 

She looked over at me and smiled warmly. 

I came over and hugged her and she kissed my cheek. 

"Hey honey, how are you doing?" My mum asked looking back down at her work. 

"Pretty good, school's the same." I said to her. 

"That's good love, your father's in his office if you wanted to talk to him." She says going back to her work. 

My parents are pretty much workaholics. Literally addicted to what they do. 

I just nod and walk myself over to my Father's office. 

I knock and I hear his deep voice call me to come in. 

I open the door and see him sitting in his chair with worksheets spread all around his desk. 

He looks up and smiles at me, I couldn't help but smile back. 

I've always been a daddy's girl. 

He got up and walked over to me and embraced me in his arms. 

I wrapped my arms around him and squeezed him. 

He kissed me on the head and unwrapped his arms from my embrace. 

"How are you going kiddo?" My dad said looking down at me. 

Everyone has always said I was a spitting image of my dad. 

His bright green eyes matching mine, he's got black curly hair sitting at the top of his head with small curls falling in front of his eyes. He's got olive tan skin and a muscular build. 

Apart from the hair colour, our facial features are exactly alike. 

"I'm doing pretty good. How has work been?" I ask him as he sits back in his chair. 

"Yeah same as always, busy." He says with a small smile. 

"You going out tonight?" He asks and looks up at me while arching an eyebrow up. 

"Erm yeah, Eliot, Violet and I are going out tonight. That's okay right?"

"Yeah of course hun just stay safe yeah?" He says narrowing his eyes slightly. 

"Yeah of course dad you know me." I say to him and wink while laughing. 

He just laughs at me and shoos me out. 

I walk back upstairs and see Violet in my room going through my clothes. 

"What should I wear this dress or this one." She asks me holding up to dresses. 

"Um the Lilac one, that'll definitely suit you." I tell her honestly.

"Okay thanks, girly." She says, making me laugh. 

We get ready and by the time we're done we chill out until Eliot comes over. 

By 6pm Eliot texted us and told us he was walking over now. 

So we head downstairs and I say goodbye to my parents. 

"Your parents are so hot. They should be one of those married couple models, you know? like the ones they do for the magazines like vogue and shit." She explains to me while we walk onto the pavement. 

I give her a weird look saying 'what the fuck are you on'. 

"Especially your dad he is goddamn hot, he should be a DILF." She says to me while I gag at her.

"I mean he doesn't even look old so he could just be a normal model but who knows, I don't have much knowledge on the modelling world" She says. 

"Jesus Vi, I honestly don't know what comes out of your mouth sometimes." I shake my head at her. 

She just shrugs her shoulders carelessly. 

I call an Uber while we wait for Eliot. 

About a few minutes later we see him making our way, and the Uber is 5 minutes away. 

"Hey, girls" Eliot says hugging us. 

The Uber arrives and we head in the car. 

About 30 minutes later we make it to the Club. 

It looks pretty busy, and the waiting line was extremely long.

Eliot calls Matt to tell him that we are here. 

Matt comes into view and waves at us to come over to the side of the club. 

There's no one there other than the big bulky dude which I'm assuming is Matt's cousin. And there is Matt and Brayden there too. 

"Hey guys, this is my cousin Erik." Matt introduces us to him. 

Erik just nods his head at us and opens the door. 

"Hey, girls" Brayden winks at Vi and me, while I just smile at him and Vi blushes looking down. 

"Awww is our sweet Violet getting all blushy wushy with Bray." Eliot cooed at Violet.

Violet turned around and punched him hard in the shoulder which causes us all to laugh when he groaned in pain.

We all turned and headed inside the club. 

We went up some stairs and made it to the entrance of the club.

The place was packed with sweaty bodies. 

The music blasting loudly against the speakers, bodies on the dance floor grinding, moving in all sorts of ways. It was dark, but purple and red dimmed lights were making the place lit.

There was a bar and a V.I.P section in the corner next to the dance floor, two security guards were on either side of the red rope dropping across the restricted area, keeping out people from coming in who aren't privileged enough.

Eliot grabbed my hand so I wouldn't get lost or stuck anywhere. 

While Brayden took Violet and Matt was next to Eliot while I trailed behind them, with Eliot's hand in mine. 

We made it to the bar, Eliot and Matt ordered me a drink while they talked about football. 

I looked around the place watching other people intimately dancing on one another, I spot Violet and Brayden dancing together and laughing. 

I smile at this and turn my attention back to the boys. 

The bartender handed us our drinks and I took a big gulp of mine, while Eliot and Matt jugged there's down. 

"I'll be back guys I think I found my fun for tonight," Eliot says while his eyes stayed on a girl with long black hair dancing in the crowd while keeping her eyes locked on Eliot's. 

I nodded and turned to Matt who was now talking to the bartender. 

I drown the rest of my drink down, now feeling lighter I decide to go dance. 

I tap Matt's shoulder and tell him I'm going to dance, to which he nods and tells me he'll be there if I need him. 

*

I start walking towards the dance floor, pushing my way through the sweaty bodies and make my way to the middle of the dance floor. 

Feeling the alcohol running through my body, the beat to the music gets louder and flows through my ears. 

I start moving my hips, swaying side to side softly.

I run my hands up and down my body and close my eyes breathing in the scent of alcohol and sweat. 

I open my eyes and they lock with a pair of silver ones. 

All of a sudden I get a sense of deja vu, remembering the time we spent our first night together. 

His eyes narrowed down, his grey eyes lingering all over my body. 

He was seated in the V.I.P area, he was sitting on a leather lounge staring straight at me. 

His legs spread and he was leaned back looking relaxed. 

He had a glass in his hand filled with alcohol. 

The dimmed purple light lingering on him, his hair falling onto his eyes while his jaw was tense. 

He was wearing a black dress shirt that fit him tightly as his muscles bulged out. He had the three top buttons undone, revealing the skin on his chest and his silver chain resting on top. 

He had black ripped jeans on paired with white Nike shoes. 

He had multiple rings on along with a silver Rolex laying on his wrist. 

Holy fucking shit he's so hot.

His eyes danced all over my body as I swung my body, dancing seductively while I kept my green eyes locked on him. 

Him watching me dance like this brought a sense of confidence in me. 

I liked it. 

His eyes were brought back up to mine, his grey eyes a darker grey looking like the dark clouds before it starts raining. 

His eyes strained on mine, as he licked his red, full lips and moved his glass to them taking a sip of his drink. 

He moved his gaze now to the person talking to him, which was a man in a black suit sitting across from him. 

I closed my eyes and continued dancing to the rhythm. 

The song finished and I decided to go to the bathroom. 

Making my way through the crowd, I followed the sign that leads to the bathroom. 

Walking through the dimmed red-lit hallway I walked into the restroom, I went into a stall and did my business. 

I headed out and washed my hands and quickly fixed my now sweaty face. 

Smiling to myself happily satisfied, I walked out the restroom door into the dim-lit hallway. 

I spotted a figure leaning against the wall in front of the men's restroom. 

His head was down looking at the floor, his black hair covering the view of his face. His jaw tense and his veiny hands inside his pockets. 

As he heard the door to the bathroom shut his head snapped up in my direction. 

His silver eyes glowing from the red light, set their gaze on mine. His emotionless eyes and blank face come into view. 

I stare up at him as he leans away from the wall, walking towards me like a predator to its prey. 

I walk backwards immediately, my back making contact with the wall. 

His body reaches me and is now only an inch away from my face as his tattooed arms rest above the wall behind me. His chain dangling hitting my neck, sending me chills from the cold impact. His face leans in front of mine now levelled with me, as our eyes are kept locked on each other. 

He licks his lips and moved them to my ear. 

"What are you doing here Layla?" His velvety voice is dark and emotionless. 

He brought his face back to mine, his lips now inches away from mine. 

I have this awful craving inside of me wanting to feel his plush lips against my own. 

His lips are hovering over mine, I lick my lips and my tongue touches his bottom lip by accident. 

I see his face darken under the red lights as his eyes are set on my lips and before I know it, his lips come crashing down on mine. 

I hold in a gasp as his lips greedily move against my own. 

We move our lips hungrily, filled with desire and passion. 

His lips moving in sync with mine as he removes one of his veiny hands from the wall wrapping it around my throat, feeling the cold rings against my heated skin as he pushes me harder into the wall.

An uncontrollable moan leaves my lips, and he only deepens the kiss more by slipping his tongue into my mouth. 

My hand is running through and tugging his thick black hair, as the other one is held at the back of his neck pushing him impossibly closer to me. 

His chest now fully against mine making my nipples harden as I feel his hard sculpted chest against me, making me want him more. 

Our mouths and tongues dance with each other until he breaks away from the kiss so I could breathe. 

He continues, kissing down my neck and stops when he finds my sweet spot and a soft moan leaves my lips.

He sucks and licks on the spot until he made his mark.

He continued to lay kisses around my neck making me melt. 

He brought his face back to mine, I looked into his now very dark grey eyes and he looked back into mine. 

He lays one more kiss on my jaw and pulls away. 

He looks down at me blankly and holds his hand out for me to take. I take it and he leads me away from the bathroom and back to the club. 

He makes his way through the club standing tall with a glare set on his face, as people part ways for him. 

He leads me to the V.I.P section where he was sitting. 

We walk through and all eyes are on us. 

I look down and just focus on our laced hands. 

He sits down and I sit down next to him. 

He takes out a glass and pours some dark drink into it. 

"Want one?" He asks me while pouring keeping his dark eyes on the glass. 

"No thanks," I decline softly. 

He puts it down and takes a sip of his drink as my eyes watch him. 

He sets it down and turns his attention to me. 

We stare at each other in a trance, his grey eyes are dark and void of emotion. 

A deep voice breaks our gaze. 

"I'm leaving now Angelo." The deep voice speaks. 

I turn my attention to the person, and it was the man who I saw him sitting with before. 

Angelo?

Landon only nods at him and the man leaves. 

"Angelo?" I ask him confused. 

He takes his drink and takes a sip from it. 

"My middle name." His voice says huskily. 

"Oh," I say but then remember that the name of the club was named 'Angelos' could that mean...

"Wait do you like to own the club or something?" I asked him confused voicing my thoughts. 

He turns his head to me and smirks slightly. 

"Yes, I do." He replies darkly. 

"Wow, that's cool." I say surprised.

"I guess." He says and shrugs.

"Can I call you Angelo?" I ask.

He smirks and stares at me. 

"If you want." He replies cooly.

"Does everyone call you that?" I ask him. 

"No. Only people close to me." He replies while looking down at his watch. 

I just nod my head in response. 

He stands up from his seat and brings his hand out for me and I take it. 

"C'mon I want to show you something" He says staring at me and then starts walking with my hand in his. 

Welp this is gonna be a long-ass night. 

*

A/N 

Hey everyone !!

I just wanted to pop in real quick and say a big thank you to everyone who has been reading my story. I couldn't be more grateful for the number of people supporting my book and reading it. 

Please don't hesitate to comment or ask me questions :)

Thank you so much for reading !!

- Lei <3