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6. #6

Isabela's Point of View:

"Dad! What is the big deal? So I'm going clubbing for the first time in my life, I'm 17, you can't expect me not to have a little fun!" I argued. My father only shook his head at me.

"I'm not worried about that, I'm worried about that boy you're going with! You know I told you to stay away from those boys!" he said in an even more infuriating voice then mine.

"Dad! Wnough is enough! I've tried to please you since I was 14! You neeed to let me live before I get too old for this kind of stuff! Don't tell me that you didn't do those things when you were young,"

"I didn't, and doesn't mean that you should, you've been very well behaved and I'm not about to let one night ruin it all,"

"Well. Just because you didn't enjoy your adolescence doesn't mean I'm not going to. I'm going whether you like it or not. Deal with it."


"Are you ready to go?" asked Niall. As I finished putting on my lip gloss.

"Yeah, I can't wait." I got my purse and he put his hand on the small of my back.

"Well then, his way mi' lady" We walked out of the back door since I wanted to avoid passing my father's office at all costs. He lead me to the back parking lot where there were four familiar faces awaiting us. One caught my attention especially.

"Hey Isabel!!!" Louis yelled as I got into the van.

"Hey Louis!!!" I mocked. I waved to the rest of the boys and then we turned the radio on, all our voices chorused through the entire van and we didn't even notice we were already at the club. They all walked out and I just let them walk out, I was hesitant but then Liam's hand reached out for mine. I smiled at him and reached to grab his hand. He had this effect on me that just made being with him, or even the smallest gesture made me feel better, it calmed my nerves.That's when Niall stepped in,

"I've got her from her, thanks Liam." Liam's face fell, so did mine.

"Yeah no problem, Niall,"

Niall lead me through the crowd of people and into the bar, "Do you drink?"

"Of course!" I reassured him.

"Well then, I guess we better enjoy the bar shouldn't we?" he asked. I only gave him a Spongebob 'I'M READY!!' look and he just laughed and sat us down on the stool in front of the bar. The bar tender didn't ask question about my age, he just looked at me curiously and continued to go on with his bar tending buissenes.

"So, I guess you do this a lot don't you," I asked.

"Do what?" he asked witha confused look on his face.

"Drink smart one!" I giggled.

"Oh! Ha, I wasn't sure what you were talking about, I'm a failiure, so how about we make a toast," he said handing me the tequila shot, "To being young!"

"To being young!" I cheered, being so naive of what was really going to go down that night that I would regret all eternity.

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