Forever and Always

Chapter twenty-five

***Nikki's POV***

As I walked out the door of the pizza place, I couldn't help but shiver as the cool air hit my body. As a young girl from australia I was not used to any sort of cold, so walking out of a warm building into the night winter air I couldn't help but get a little chill. Then again I shouldn't be complaining, there are a lot of people who have it much colder and would kill to be in my place.

"So guessing from what just happened in there, no one's really in the mood to go clubbing or to the bar?" Cal asked, a hint of sadness in his voice.

I really didn't know if I was still in the mood. All I knew was that I wanted to feel that happiness high again, but sadly Luke had to ruin it by picking a fight with Ashton - like always.

"Honestly why can't we just go, and have fun. Tonight is supposed to be full of happiness, excitement and celebration. So can we please not let a little bump in the road get us down," Gemma said looking around at everyone, trying to get use to see that we should - infact - continue. But when she got no positive reaction and saw none of use showing any change in demeanor, she continued, "Okay no more of this slumping around, let's go. There's a really nice club only a block away, and I'm going to go have a good time. With or without any of you, because I don't want to wake up tomorrow morning and regret not having a good night."

Once she was finished her little speech, you could tell everyone was agreeing with her. But honestly it didn't feel right to me. Ashton is part of our group, so it's not right that we go out without him. But I don't think anyone else was going to bring that up.

"Before we go, can I just call Ashton? Ask him if he still wants to go, I just don't feel okay going out if he's somewhere miserable." At my words Luke shot me a glare, but honestly he needs to get over himself. Why is he treating me like shit, then getting jealous whenever I show any attention towards Ashton? He's gotten passed me... many times, a couple of those with my bestfriend. So why can't I at least be friends with Ashton?

"Yeah, I think that'd be a good idea. He may not want to come, after all he's not the biggest clubbing person, but he'd be happy that everything was okay between you guys." Michael inputted after a few seconds of no one else voicing their opinion.

Slipping my phone out of my pocket, I instantly dialed Ashton's number... But after a couple of rings, there was a click signalling that I had gotten his voice mail.

"That's odd, he didn't pick up. Ashton always picks up..." The guys seemed just as surprised or even more than I did. Since it was true, Ash was the type of guy who answered every time you called, to the point that sometimes you wondered why he even payed for a voice mail.

"I guess we should just go then, it's not like he can say we didn't try, right?"

"Yeah and we can try again in a little while, he may just be needing some time to cool off." Cal said smiling, you could just see how excited he was to go clubbing.

"And we are off." Gem squealed as she grabbed Cal's hand tugging on him as she guided us all down the sidewalk, towards the club.

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As we approached the club's entrance, my palms began to sweat from the nerves I was feeling. What if they don't let us in since we're underage? What if there are some fans in there who are going to mob the boys and make the night miserable? What if Luke gets plastered and does something stupid?

Oh my god there are so many 'what ifs' floating around in my head.

Just as I was about to break out into a full fledged panic attack, I felt someone's arm loop comfortably around mine, sending a jolt of surprise up my body.

"Hey bud, calm down and take some deep breaths. Everything is going to be okay, Luke was just telling me that this is were they always come, so the ushers know them. And plus stress isn't good for the baby... or babies." Zoe's words were soft and comforting, it's funny how just some simple support from a friend can cause all your worries to disappear.

We walked up right to the usher who stood at the door, his arms folded in front of his chest giving him an intimidating demeanor. The front of the club had neon lights that displayed the club's name... But it was too hard for me to make them out. Along the side the red brick exterior there were guys and girls dressed practically only in their underwear lined up.

As we took our last few steps towards the door, the security guard instantly got out of our way, letting us just walk in. Honestly was a little surprised. I know the guys were saying that it was no problem and stuff, but I thought the guard would want to check Zoe and I for ID's, which I guess is good since we don't have them.

"See I told you that there wouldn't be a problem." Zoe giggled.

"I guess you were right, I had nothing to worry about." I laughed along, kind of embarrassed, which I shouldn't be since Zoe's one of my best friends.

"Are you ready for the most epic night of your life?" Michael yelled as he threw his arms up into the air, causing us all to cheer and break into fits of laughter.

"What do you think we should do first? Get drinks? Dance? Maybe some games?" Cal asked us all as he pulled Gemma into his body, shimmying a little in a mock dance.

"Oh slow down tiger... I am much too sober for any dancing." Gemma laughed as she pushed Calum away from her.

"It's okay Calpal I'll dance with you!" Mikey cooed as he hugged Cal from behind.

"Thank you Mikey, but I think we're all in favour of getting some drinks to start of this chapter of the night."

As we all walked over to the bar, almost all female eyes in the place were turned onto us. I knew the guys were becoming known but damn I never really thought it would be to this extent, then again it could just be because the guys were really attractive.

Sitting up onto a bar stool was a difficulty because of the pregnancy, which was frustrating since my bump wasn't even that big. But none the less I ended up needing Gemma to help my up onto my seat.

The gang had all ordered some drinks and I just got a cherry coke - alcohol free of course. The chatter that was going between all of us was light and mostly concentrating on the babies... it was nice. But I don't think any one of us could deny that there was clearly something missing, and I think we were all able to tell that it was the presence of a certain curly haired, crazy aussie boy.

Just as I was about to bring up the idea of me maybe calling up the aussie boy, a certain man giggle began to ring through my ears...