Chapter 22: Unfortunate

Layla's POV

When we entered the club, loud beat thrashing music was all that erupted in my ears, they were literally ringing from all this noise in here. I turned to see Quinton's lips moving, but I couldn't hear a thing, and he was just next to me.

"What?", I shouted near his ear. I felt like my mind was about to explode as the beats jammed into my ear drums.

"I said you want anything to drink?", he shouted back near my ear and I nodded. He held me by the hand and pushed our way through the crowd of glistening bodies, and we shortly made it to the bar.

"What can I get for you guys?", a barman smiled in our direction

"A martini for the lady and a beer for me", Quinton paid for our drinks and I entwined our arms together as both our head plobbed up and down to the music coming from the center stage

After our drinks accompanied by a couple of shots we decided to hit the dance floor and danced the whole night till I literally took my heels off. We had the night of our lives as I felt fre