In the club

The doorbell rang, making me freeze in my spot as a rush of fear washed over me. My first thought was that it was the sinfully sexy porn star from the next door.

Luis quickly pushed me off and ran for the door as I continued to sit frozen in my spot. A part of me wanted it to be him while the other part prayed that it wasn't. One look down at myself and I really hoped it wasn't him. No way did I want him to see me in shorts and a led Zeppelin t-shirt with no makeup on and my hair wrapped into a messy bun on the top of my head. I probably looked like a swamp monster right way.

I could hear Luis speaking to someone but not actually what was said. Leaning over the side of the couch, I tried to peak around the living room wall toward the front door; however, Luis was blocking my view from whoever was at the door so I sat back and pouted in my spot, waiting extremely impatiently for his return.

When the front door closed, I sat up anticipating his presence, and then he was back in the living room, grinning from ear to ear.

He held up an envelope in his hands before jumping around like an excited puppy.

"Guess where we're going tomorrow?" Annoyed, I waved my hands for him to continue. "Ibiza!!" He screamed out in so much excitement that it nearly broke my eardrums.

As soon as he said the notorious island's name, I knew we would be there to follow the latest celebrity. Now, most people considered me and Luis to be paparazzi, but in fact, we weren't at all. Celebrities actually welcomed our company. We were the ones who came in after the paparazzi tried to destroy their reputation. Luis would interview then and I'd take a few shots of them doing a small act of kindness and then our magazine and online site would boast about them. Most of the time I enjoyed the job but then there were those times that I hated it. And something told me this weekend would be one of those times. We were probably going to be stuck following around some spoiled rich kid who's mommy or daddy was actually the celebrity and they got in trouble and we were hired to fix it. Great, just great.

"Stop with the look of complete despair", Luis jumped back on the couch next to me. "We're going to Ibiza! This is going to be awesome! When we're not doing our job, we can drink and party our asses off . But untill then, let's get ready for your housewarming party."

Groaning, I got off the couch and headed upstairs to take a shower. I was not looking forward to the party tonight but Luis insisted that I had it. There was a small part of me that hoped Drake would have to make an appearance tonight and because of that, I made sure to dress for the party.

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"This party is lame," Luis whined as he came to stand next to me.

Most of the party guests had come for a short visit, ate some food, and then left. Now it was just me and Luis along with two other people from the office standing in my backyard staring at each other. I could tell they didn't want to be rude by leaving so early after arriving but I was honestly okay with it.

"Shut it down, Luis," I whispered to him before heading inside to shut off the soft music from the living room. A headache was coming on and I was honestly a bit bummed that Drake had never shown up. Or, maybe I should be thankful. This party was an embarrassment and besides that, it was expected. Drake was a known porn star to waste his time coming to our party.

I watched the two guests from the backyard leave through the side gate outside before I turned and saw Luis walking inside with a few empty beer bottles.

"Okay, now that that's over, why don't we go out. I need a real party before I cry."

Groaning, I shook my head. "I'm not up for it, bud." 

"Nonsense!! We're going out. I know a great club that will let us in right away. The bouncer just so happens to adore me." He fluttered his lashes and gave me a grin. "Come on, girl. I don't want your first real night in Florida to be a flop."

"okay , okay let's go",

After climbing into his Civic, we headed for downtown Miami just a few short blocks from ocean drive. The street was littered with people and I noticed most of them were standing in a line. Was that the line for the night club?! I hope Luis is right and he can get us in right away because there's no way I'm waiting in that line.

Luis took my hand as we headed towards the excruciatingly long line and continued to the front. Most of the people stared at us in annoyance as we passed. The bouncer stood strong at the front of the line, blocking the line people with a red velvet rope, but when he so clearly wasn't.

"You got any room in there for me and my girl?"

The bouncer looked wounded that Luis asked that. "Sir, you're always welcome." He released the rope and let us pass. "Have a great night. Have a drink on me. Find Antonio at the bar."

Luis gave him a black slap as we passed and headed inside. Club music blared from the speakers and several different colored lights danced floor. It was your typical nightclub but this one just so happened to be in Miami and one of the hottest clubs that everyone wanted to go to.

Pulling me to the bar, Luis waved down a bartender and got us our first drinks for Free; thanks to the bouncer out front. He handed me a drink and as I sipped it, i turned around and looked out into the crowds.

It was if I was looking for someone. I just had a feeling that I might see him.t