Only you

POV
Millie 

I arrive at Barney’s a few minutes after eight o'clock, the parking lot is pretty full for a Wednesday night. I walk the distance of the parking lot and make it to the front door. 

The place is filled with people, mostly around my age from what I can tell. I scan the room for Chase, after a minute or so, I see the back of his head, he’s sitting at the bar. I try to squeeze through people, careful not to knock the drinks out of their hands. The music is loud but not blaring like X’s club. There is currently a band playing on the opposite side of the room. I reach Chase and sit on the dark brown barstool beside him. He’s looking pretty casual tonight, his hair is not done as perfectly as usual, in a good way, and he’s wearing a plain navy blue shirt and jeans. I think I like this look more on him than his regular stiff appearance. He looks me in my eyes first, and then up and down.

“Wow, hey Millie, you look great! Thanks for coming,” he says over the band currently playi