I take a quick shower and decide on black cord hipsters, a red crop top, a red sparkly belt slung low on my hips and red boots. I leave my hair loose and apply a little make-up. I call Ali’s room and arrange to meet her in the lobby. I catch the elevator down and join Tay on the lobby couch.
“Hey Tay, Ali won’t be long.”
“Ok. You look good Jade,” he smiles.
“Thanks,” I grin.
“Don’t worry ‘bout me cramping your style. I’ll sit way back,” he chuckles.
“You don’t have to. Tay, could I ask a favour?”
“Sure.”
“If any guys start hittin’ on us, could you take care of ‘em?”
“No problem,” he smiles. “A girls only night huh?”
“Yup,” I laugh as Ali walks towards us. “Whoa, lookin’ good girl!”
“Thanks,” she grins. She’s wearing black pants and a tight blue top which shows off her cleavage perfectly. Her blonde hair is loose and her make-up is minimal. “Shall we go?”
“Yup,” I jump up and Tay stands up. “Where to?”
“The Blue Iguana,” Ali says and the three of us head out.
The bar is a five minute walk along the Strip and we settle ourselves at the bar. Tay grabs a beer and sits at a table behind us to watch the sport results on TV. We get tequila shots each and get giggly almost straight away. After twenty minutes, two guys approach us.
“Heeey, lookin’ good,” one says with a grin.
“Thanks,” Ali giggles.
“What are your names?” asks another.
“I’m Ali and this is Jade.”
“Good to meet you babes,” says the first one. “I’m Davy and this is Mike.”
“Can we get you a drink?” asks Mike.
“Sure,” Ali smiles. “Two vodka doubles please.”
“Ok,” he orders our drinks and we take them gratefully. “So, you girls fancy movin’ on with us?”
“Sorry, we gotta stay here,” I tell him sweetly.
“Aw, c’mon,” wheedles Davy. “We just bought you drinks!”
“Thanks,” Ali laughs.
“C’mon Jade…” Mike slips his arm around me and leans in close. “You know you want to.”
“Uh,” I lean away from his alcoholic breath. “I know I DON’T want to.” I try to push him away and look over his shoulder at Tay. He is glued to the TV and I roll my eyes. “TAY!” I yell and he looks over. He sums up the situation and walks over quickly.
“Excuse me, I think you two need to leave these girls alone,” he says politely.
“It’s none of your fuckin’ business,” Mike turns around and then looks up to see Tay. He swallows audibly and Ali and I smother our laughter.
“I think it IS,” Tay says a little more firmly.
“Uh, yeah, whatever you say man,” Mike lets go of me and backs away carefully. “Let’s move on Davy,” he says but his friend has already headed to the door. “Bye,” he goes.
“Ok?” Tay asks.
“Thanks,” I say. “Eventually…” I add teasingly.
“I know, I know!” he laughs. “Sorry. Notre Dame won.”
“I WEALLY WEALLY WEALLY…” Ali stops herself with a giggle. “Weally?!”
“REALLY!” I correct her drunkenly and she laughs.
“REALLY love Nicky!” she finishes.
“Like WEALLY?” I giggle and she rolls her eyes.
After three bars and one club; four vodkas, two tequilas and a glass of wine each; we are well and truly wasted. Tay has been a godsend – seeing off all kinda of guys and a few Backstreet fans who had recognised us. It is now 2am and we are wobbling our way back to the hotel. Tay is between us, ready to catch us if we should trip.
“I love him SO much that I am gonna fuck his brains out when I get back!”
“ALI!” I giggle.
“I sure hope Nick is awake,” Tay chuckles.
“I’ll WAKE him!” Ali yells and Tay winces.
“Turn it down a little.”
“OOPS!” Ali laughs.
“I did it again!” I sing loudly.
“Oops I did it again! I sucked Justin’s thing and got…MMMPHF!” the rest of Ali’s singing is muffled by Tay’s hand.
“Ok, ok, we get the message,” he tells her, letting go. “And we’re back.”
“Oh yes. NICKAY!” she yells as she runs to the elevators.
“Thanks Tay,” I reach up to plant a kiss on his cheek. “You rock.”
“You’re not so bad yourself Jade,” he laughs and I follow Ali into the elevator.
We climb out at the same floor and go to our rooms which are next-door to each other.
“Have a good fuck,” Ali giggles and disappears inside her room.
“Ali!” I exclaim and open my door. The room is dark and I stumble inside, shutting the door. The light snaps on and Brian smiles at me. “Oops, did I wake you?”
“I only got back twenty minutes ago,” he confesses, sitting up in the bed. “Good time?”
“Hell YEAH!” I run and jump onto the bed. It’s real bouncy and Brian flies up a little. He starts laughing as I stand up and jump up and down. “This is pretty cool. It’s like a trampoline!”
“Yeah, now get down,” he chuckles and hooks a hand around my ankle, sending me crashing down onto the bed. He rolls on top of me and kisses me.
“OW!!” we hear Nick yell next door as there’s a bang.
Brian stops kissing me and looks at me.
“Ali,” I say and he laughs.
“She as trashed as you?”
“More.”
“Poor Nick,” Brian chuckles and goes back to kissing me.