Juliette's Point of View.
Cindy held my hand and pulled me through the rather crowded club. It reeked of sweat, leather and alcohol. I took a seat at the bar, or well attempted to sit down but this skirt was far too short and tight for my liking.
While Cindy went behind the bar. I glanced over my shoulder and took in the scene around me.
Everyone here looked exactly the same : teased hair, skin tight leather clothes and most likely intoxicated.
Like I said before, totally not my cup of tea. I feel so out of place.
Cindy owes me big time for this.
"What can I get for you?" Cindy smiled at me, she must get some sick pleasure out of seeing me uncomfortable.
"A coke." I said lifting my hand up to show her the nice big black 'X' on my hand.
"Lame." she rolled her eyes and got me my drink. I laughed at her and turned on my bar stool to people watch since I wasn't much of a dancer. But by the looks of it many people in this club weren't dancers.
I scanned over the crowd, my eyes stopped on the entrance. 5 guys who looked like a group out of a movie walked in. I couldn't quite make out there faces but all I know is they definitely didn't look like any guys I was used to seeing.
I mean one of the guys came in without a shirt on.
At least not from where I was from.
I guess I was staring at them for too long because one of them, a guy with a mountain of blonde hair flashed me a toothy smile from a distance.
He seemed to be the shortest of the guys but it was hard to tell.
I politely smiled back, they sort of merged in with the crowd.
Just like that the only people who seemed different blended in with rest of the crowd.
About 2 cokes later, I found myself needing to go to the bathroom. I turned to let Cindy know where I was going but she was talking to some red haired guy who was obviously hitting on her. Based on how red her face was and the fact that he was leaning over the bar whispering something in her ear. I waved my hands to get her attention, she looked over at me and mouthed 'bathroom'. She gave me a thumbs up and went back to the person who was previously holding her attention.
I shook my head and made my way to the bathroom.
I squeezed through the packed dance floor and wandered around aimlessly until I found the bathroom.
Just my luck there was only one bathroom and it was locked. I knocked on door waiting patiently, I raised my hand to knock again and the door flew open. Out walked a petite blonde who looked to be fixing up her clothes. She looked up at me and flashed me a smile. Even with the dim lighting in the club I noticed something on her face.
Not wanting to be rude, I raised my hand toward my face "You got a little something by your mouth." I yelled over the music.
"Oh whoops." She giggled while wiping it with her finger then proceeding to put that finger in her mouth. "Thanks!" she yelled before walking away.
I cringed and pushed open the bathroom door only to be met with another person.
"Oh my god." I groaned, I just really wanted to use the bathroom.
"My bad." The guy yelled while fixing his belt, I tried to get past him but he kind of stood there for a second.
Not wanting another awkward encounter I just nodded
"Hey!" I heard him say as I made my way into the bathroom. His voice sounded familiar but then again I couldn't be too sure.
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Duff's Point of View.
"Thanks sweetie." I said pulling up my pants.
"Anything for you." She said getting up off her knees and fixing her clothes. Some dick was banging on the door.
So we had to hurry it up.
"Call me if you are ever looking for a good time." she winked before walking out the bathroom. I guess I should have told her that she had a some of our fun left over on her face.
Letting her go out the bathroom first to not make a scene, I watched through the crack as she talked to the girl who was banging on the door.
I could barely make out her features with the awfully lit club.
But she looked vaguely familiar.
I saw the girl motion to the girl, whose name I couldn't think of mouth.
Looks like I didn't have to tell her.
The blonde skipped away from her, she made her way to the door. I opened it, while zipping up my pants that I completely forgot where down.
"Oh my god." I heard her mumble.
"My bad." I said.
That's when I got a good look at her.
There is no way she is here right now.
She grew up a lot in just a short year. But why was Juliette in LA? I thought she was fully committed to law school back home in Seattle.
"Hey!" I said as she ran into the bathroom and closed the door behind her.
Something wasn't adding up.
I made my way back to the table that the other guys where sitting at. I tried to forget about her, maybe it wasn't her but someone who looks like her.
"Duff, why do you look like you've seen a ghost?" Izzy asked while nursing a shot of what I was assuming was crown royal and coke.
I shook away my previous thoughts, running my hand through my partially damp hair.
"I need a drink." I said to no one in particular. Slash handed me a drink that seemingly appeared out of nowhere. I sat down and tried to get my thoughts together.
I looked around the table and noticed two of the guys where nowhere to be found.
"Where are Axl and Steven?" I said looking around.
"Axl is at the bar." Slash said using his middle finger to point past my shoulder at Axl, who indeed was at the bar. To me, it looked like he was trying to get into the bartenders pants. He has his hand on top of hers and she was blushing.
That was the girl he had been telling us about for a while. "The blonde with a nice rack, and a cute face" was how he often described her to me.
But according to Axl, she wasn't as easy as a lot of the girls here in LA.
"And Steven said something about there was this girl he had his eyes on since we walked in. He was going to go find her, I think." Izzy said lighting a cigarette and offering me one, which I gladly took.
Leave it to Steven to wander around like a lost puppy for a girl.
My mind drifted back to the girl outside the bathroom. If that was Juliette, boy I was in trouble.
But one thing I know for sure is that...
Tonight was definitely was NOT going to be like any other night out with Guns N' Roses.
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Here is chapter 2!I am trying to get to the juicy stuff as quickly as possible but it's taking a while! but anyway! I hope you enjoyed this chapter! :)
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