Once in a lifetime

~Elite~

Tuesday

Y/n's pov
One more day. One more day until I can see her in person again. As much as I love FaceTiming her or calling her we all know that never beats seeing someone in person. She's like a drug and I want her in my presence all the time. It's kinda scary how I feel around her and even when I'm not with her she's always on my mind. I'm becoming soft. Fuck me.

Anyways to drain some time I'm going out clubbing with my friends as it's Malcolm's birthday. I've known Malcom for years. I wouldn't call us best mates but we did speak a lot at school. It's his 18th meaning he is now free to do as he pleases. He's the oldest out of our friend group meaning he's the only one legally allowed to go clubbing so he decided to get some fake ids made for us. Pretty funny If you ask me. My birthday is in two months but it doesn't really matter anymore because I'll be in LA and the legal drinking age is 21 there which is shit but oh well. That doesn't stop us Aussies. I also just remembered that I need to apply for an American drivers license. My dad said I wouldn't have to redo my test I just have to register and get one made. It's gonna be weird driving on the opposite side of the road but it wouldn't have been my first time.

Before I get ready I decide to drop Lizzie a quick text saying I won't be able to call her tonight as I'm out. I get a reply after a few minutes.

Honey badger ❤️
Hey beautiful, I'm gonna have to miss our call tonight as I'm out clubbing for a friends 18th. Talk soon x

Bambi 😍
Okay no worries and stay safe! Aren't you underage? I thought you was 17 xxx

Honey badger ❤️
Malcom, the birthday boy, got us fake ids made 😅. Wouldn't be my first time sneaking into a club. He's the only one legally allowed in but we don't care. xxx

Bambi 😍
I keep forgetting you only have to be 18 in Australia. Gonna suck when you turn 18 because you can't go clubbing when in la. Maybe we can have a classic high school party. Shitty beer. Cheap spirits. You know what I mean. Xxx

Honey badger ❤️
Good enough for me. I've got to get going my cab is outside. I can't wait to see you tomorrow xxx

Bambi 😍
Me too. Stay safe and text me when your home😘

I quickly heart her message before I grab my wallet and head outside after saying a quick goodbye to my parents. I've told them what I'm doing and they don't really care as long as I'm safe. They used to do the same shit when they were my age. When I get into the back of the cab ,which is a mini bus one, Malcom and a few of the guys are already in here. We only have to pick up one other person before going to the club. There's six of us in total. Me, Malcom, Henry, Andrew, John and George. They all know about me leaving and they said that's another good reason for us to get pissed out of our heads. Wouldn't surprise me if they end up smoking some shit too but I stay away from that stuff because I get drug tested for work. Also we have a big group chat and I made sure to tell them how much of a dosser Daniel is.

After we make our final stop to pick up Andrew we make our way to the club which is called elite. Is it pretty much in the middle of Sydney so it's always ram packed even when it's a weekday. When Malcom hands us all our fake ids we all have a look over the details incase we get questioned by the bouncer but I doubt that will happen. After a quick drive we arrive and get out of the cab before heading over to the line to get into the club. After waiting for a few minutes it's our turn to go in and we have no problems with the ids. I can't lie we all do look older then we actually are. We head over to one of the vip booths with Malcom's name on and a bunch of birthday decorations. Malcom and his family are very well known throughout Sydney so it doesn't really surprise me that we're sitting in the vip section.

When we all get seated comfortably in our booth we all fall into easy conversations with each other after we order our first drinks. We all ordered individual drinks as well as 2 shots each. I ended up getting a Manhattan. "Get em down ya lads!" Malcom cheers when the drinks arrive. We all shout happy birthday to him before the shots go down the hatch.

It's gonna be a wild night...

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Lizzie's pov
I'm a bit bummed that y/n can't call me tonight but it's not his fault I guess. I'm currently sat at my desk in my room looking at some scripts to maybe get some ideas for my next drama piece I'll have to perform at school. We usually get split into groups and have to perform a few pieces based around a certain topic. The topic our teacher chose this time was grief and sadness. I'm in a group with Chris and scar of course and we also have a few others in our group but I don't really speak to them outside of class. I wonder if y/n will have to come to high school for our final year because in California you legally have to stay in education until you 18. I'll have to ask him tomorrow when I see him. If he does he'll be going to our school I'm guessing because his house is right near Chris's. That's what Chris said anyway. Apparently there's only a few houses between them.

As I'm looking over some more scripts, my phone dings and and I quickly look at it hoping to see if y/n has messaged but I see a name I never want to hear again. Don't worry it's not Daniel. It's Robbie...

Robbie 🗑️
Hey Lizzie baby can we talk darling? I miss you xx

A/n
Dun dun dunnnnnnnn