Hold my hand CLEO'S POV

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I walked out to the Range Rover that Noah was picking me up in, I had thrifted almost the entire outfit and I knew I looked good. I had my hair straightened and a major push up bra on underneath of a low cut all black dress. I wore thigh high tights and some Chinese Laundry heels I had found at a second hand store once when I was broke as fuck. They were my first pair of name brand shoes I had ever owned. I knew there would be a lot of pictures taken tonight...and I also kind of wanted to impress Noah.

Noah whistled at me as I walked to her car,

"Damn girl you clean up good!"

She wasn't dressed feminine, more relaxed but still in Louis Vuitton. Her hoodie matched her purse which matched her shoes in a "I'm not trying to do this" way. She was hot.

 We drove to the club singing along to the radio, I got quiet as Billie's hit "Bad Guy" came in

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We drove to the club singing along to the radio, I got quiet as Billie's hit "Bad Guy" came in. Noah took the hint and turned the volume down.

"You really miss her don't you Cleo?" She asked.

I nodded, trying not to tear up. We pulled into club and headed towards the valet area. Noah turned to me before we got out of the vehicle and put both hands on my shoulders.

"Let's have a good night okay? You need a distraction and I hate seeing your pretty little face in a frown. Hold my hand and we will get through it, deal?"

"Deal."

We got out of the Range Rover and Noah handed her keys to the valet attendant, quickly taking my hand and walking through some major paparazzi to get into the venue. I'm sure a pic of us holding hands would be all over w magazine soon. I didn't care though, she made me feel safe.

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