The Bar Is Not For The Taken

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"You ready bae" Mike said waiting for me by the car.

"Yeah"I said grabbing a water.

I went into the car and he started driving. We were going out to  bar since we been at home too much for our break. It was beautiful night in Los Angeles. I heard the night in NEW YORK was beautiful cause of all the lights by the pier.

We drove to a club called Freak City. It was that type of club where everyone had headphones but listened to the same song.

We got in easily cause Mike was invited by his friend that owned it.

" sup bro"his friend said as they did some weird ass handshake that went way too far.

"I'ma catch up with him if you don't mind babe" mike said.

"No no I don't I'll just go to the bar" I said smiling.

"Thanks" he said then kissed me and walked off.

I walked to the bar and asked for a Summer Colada Ciroc Vodka drink.

I took a sip and just watched the bartender serve drinks. It was  silent in here.

"Hey" someone tapped me sending me out of my thoughts.

I turned around looked at the guy.

His description
Ethnicity: White
Hair Color: Rich Chocolate Brown
Eye Color:Greyish Blue
Figure:Fit

"Hi" I said.

"Can I sit here...please" he asked nicely.

"Sure" I said.

He sat and ordered a drink.

"Would you like one" he asked.

I picked my drink up"I already have".

"Oh...OK" he said.

I smiled awkwardly.

He waited for the drinks and tried to make conversation with me.

"So uh what's your name" he asked.

"My name is Dylan" I said.

"Oh that's a cool name it reminds me of a person that would skateboards" he said.

"Wow that awesome" I said.

We sat there in silence and his drink came.

"Umm so what do you do...let me rephrase that...what kind of work do you do" he asked.

"Uh I'm a model" I said.

"Yea now I know who u are your Dylan Martinez I saw you model for Gucci"  he said.

"Yeah that's me" I said.

"Would you like to dance with me"he asked.

" um I don't know my..."I said a little worried knowing what mike is like with me interacting with other boys he don't know about.

"Come on its not like anyone will get hurt''

I brushed the worries off my shoulder.

" what the heck"I said and walked over to him Michael won't be upset about this I hope.

We were dancing to the songs. The beats were weird but soothing. It remind me of aesethic even though aesethic is only visual...I kinda and of thought of it as one you can hear.

We kept dancing until Michael came and said we gotta go.

A/N:PART TWO TO THIS

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