Behind The Scenes

Club

"What time is the club opening?" Brandon asked. "I thought you had a date?" Dee smirked. "I do, turns out she wants to go clubbing."Brandon rolled his eyes. Dee looked down at her phone and started laughing. "Byron said the cub opens at seven." "Do you need a lift, I'm going to pick up Sarayah in a few hours." Brandon offered. "Nah we're good, Byron's picking us up at eight." Deme replied. "Girls, it's six pm. We need to start getting ready." Mahayma took Dee and Deme's hand and led them upstairs.

"Dee! Do my make up please." Deme pleaded, Dee put a towel around Deme's shoulder, to keep her clothes clean. Twenty minutes later Dee had finished Deme's make up, Deme's cheeks looked slimmer, her cheekbones looked amazing. Mahayma straightened Dee's hair then Dee straightened Mahayma's hair. Dee's phone started ringing. "Hey, yeah, we're about to put our shoes on, okay see you in a minute." Dee giggled. "Bye." She hung up.

"Leggo!" Dee put on her beige heels, Deme put on her black ankle boots and Mahayma put on her black almond shaped heels. They all picked up their clutches and walked out of the house.

Shamaar opened the car door. "Dee,go sit next to Byron." Mahayma sat next to Shamaar, the whole drive to the club they flirted and laughed. Deme was sat next to Shamaar and Byron's friend Tyrrell. Tyrell was dark skinned, with a curly black high top,he had a chisseled jawline, his muscled arm was being held by Deme as they all excited the car.

"Dee,you look beautiful." Byron complimented Dee, making her smile really hard. "You seem so innocent yet so bad. I'm chilling with the baddest bitch in London." Byron smiled. "You got that right." Dee laughed. "So are you going to dance with me or am I going to have to steal a dance?" Byron grabbed Dee's waist. "There's no need to steal a dance." Dee whispered in his ear, grabbing his arm and taking him onto the dance floor.

Dee started twerking lightly on Byron, as the music went on, she bent over even more and twerked over. Dee shook her ass,making sure Bryon could see and feel what she was doing, Dee found a pair of hands on her waist. Dee shook her ass to the beat before grinding on Byron's dick. When the song was finished, Dee stood up. Byron looked at his crotch before looking at Dee. "Is that all you?" Dee asked,shocked. Byron nodded. "If you don't believe me you can feel it." Before Dee could reply to Byron's invite, he dragged himself towards her.

Byron planted a kiss on Dee's neck, making her moan. She gasped at how loud she was,Byron laughed at her. "I wouldn't ever take advantage of you, I want to get to know you." Byron took a seat next to Tyrrell, Deme, Mahayma and Shamaar, pulling Dee on to his lap. Dee started to tell him everything that happened last month.

"So, you really are a bad bitch." Byron was slightly turned on by Dee but since she was sitting on his lap, he tried to not let it show. "I'm s-so tired!" Mahayma slurred. "Are you girls ready to go then?" Deme and Dee nodded, not fully wanting to go but not wanting to leave Mahayma alone.

The girls' jumped out of Byron's car, Dee walked towards the house when she heard footsteps behind her, Dee turned around to see Byron sitting on his car. She crossed the road and went to talk to him. "I had fun with you Dee, you know how to party. I know I've got your number but umm, can I uh, take you out... like on a date, just the two of us?" Byron's embarrassment was cute. "Yeah, I enjoyed today with you, I'd like to go out with you again." Dee smiled. "I thought you was going to say no." Byron laughed. "Well umm, I'll call you when I get home." Byron got off the car and hugged Dee, Dee kissed his cheek. "Yeah, you do that."

Dee crossed the road and bumped in to a woman with a buggy. "Oh, I'm so sorry!" Dee apologised. "It's okay." The woman turned around and walked in the other direction. Dee frowned. She entered the house and saw Deme and Mahayma crashed out on her bed, Dee chuckled to herself as she got under the covers. Dee fell asleep dreaming of tall, light skinned boys, Dee smiled to herself in her sleep. Maybe moving back to London wasn't so bad after all.