MUSIC: Magnets - Disclosure  

Aaron above^

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Amelia's P.O.V

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The week passed without much drama. The most drama was when Cher got isolation for swearing in class. I managed to avoid getting a detention for a whole week. But tonight was different. It was Ryan's birthday. 

I had a shower and did the essentials of washing and shaving. I came out of the bathroom only to find that my planned outfit was gone and replaced with matching lace under-wear and a short black dress. Along with that was thin tights and a pair of black ankle boots that made me a few inches taller. A leather jacket was put to the side and I shook my head. 

Cher.

Her and the boys were downstairs. They were all already ready and were just waiting for me. We agreed to meet at my house since I lived closest to the club, but Ryan was going to meet us there. I brought the new outfit into my bedroom and went to go to my draws to get something new out but all of my clothes were missing. 

"Cher!" I called and I heard footsteps run up the stairs. She entered my room, breathless.

"Yeah?"

"Where the hell are my clothes?"

"Away. Now get dressed so I can do your hair and make-up!"

"I don't need you to-"

"I am. I'm going to make you look even hotter than usual. Now get dressed. You have 2 minutes." She said and shut my door. I sighed and put the clothes on. I didn't really have a choice. To be fair, they looked better then I thought they would. The dress was fitted and hugged my curves, the dress paired with the bra Cher had given me enhanced my cleavage and the length of the dress made my legs look slim and long.

My door bursts open and Cher clapped when she entered. 

"My my my, aren't you a fittie Miss Russell?"

"Shut up and dry my hair." I grumbled and she squealed. She sat me on my bed and plugged my hairdryer in. Within half an hour we were finished. My hair was left down and was straightened to show how long it really was. Cher left my make-up fairy natural. She ditched my usual dark-eye for a light, natural one with 'fleeky' eyeliner and fake lashes. She made me put on red lipstick, and overall, I looked good. We headed downstairs, after I'd put my shoes and leather jacket on, and entered the front room. As we did Jimmy wolf-whistled.

"Hot." He said and looked me up and down. I rolled my eyes at him and Cher scoffed.

"Why didn't I get that reaction?" She asked.

"Because Aaron would chop my bell-end off." Jimmy said like it was obvious. 

It was to everyone but her.

She was wearing a baby pink maxi dress that stopped a few inches below her bum and made her boobs look great. She paired the strapless dress with strappy, black stilettos that made her legs look a thousand times longer.

"Right. Well, lets get going, Ryan will be arriving soon." Derek said and walked out before us. We sighed and followed him.

He was so stroppy sometimes.

We arrived not long after we left and Ryan was already there. He worse black trousers and a dress shirt. His hair was all messed up and it made him look ten times better than usual. We all piled out of the car and he looked shocked when he saw me but I ignored it. I gave him a hug and whispered 'Happy Birthday' in his ear as he rocked us back and forth slightly.

"Ready to go in?" I asked.

"Derek told me you girls weren't coming." Ryan said and I furrowed my eyebrows.

"Well he lied. Now let's go and get this part started." Cher said loudly.

We all paid extra for a wristband that gave us free-drinks for the rest of the night. I wasn't too sure on all of the details since I gave Derek my money and he paid for me but I knew it was something along those lines. To begin with we all sat at the bar and had a few drinks. It was then that we found out Cher was a lightweight. She hadn't had much to drink but was already tipsy and forced Aaron to dance with her. He didn't want to but she pleaded. How could he resist the girl he loved?

Within a few hours of chatting and just having a good time, two of our group were nearly ready to go home; Cher and Jimmy were complete lightweights. I'd always known about Jimmy, but to find someone who could drink even less than Jimmy was shocking. We were all sat in a booth when Ryan went to get us some more drinks. The rest of the boys turned to me.

"We have a preposition that you will not be able to say no to." Derek started.

"We need you to get Ryan to dance, and in return you will probably snog or something, plus a whole night of dancing against him."

"Therefore you can't say no, because we all know you're dying to dance with him because you're in love with him." Aaron carried on from Tommy.

"Yes? Okay. Thanks." Jimmy slurred before I could even say no.

"But why?" I asked as Derek and Tommy started to push me from the booth.

"He's gotten all of us to dance on our birthdays but he never has. So we're going to make him." Derek said and I nodded.

"Right." I muttered. I went to the bar to try and find Ryan but he wasn't there. I decided to go to the dance floor and dance with Cher anyway since she was dancing like a loner. We danced for a while and soon enough someone slipped their hands on my hips. I looked up to find a mildly attractive guy and decided to let him dance with me. Cher had gone to find Aaron anyway since she said I wan't fun enough. But within a minute the boys hands were gone and replaced with ones I knew far too well.

"Hello, Birthday Boy." I said. He was stood behind me. His hands were on my hips as we swayed to the music.

"Hi."

"Was someone jealous?" I asked seductively in his ear and he pressed himself tighter against me. He was so close that I could feel his breath on my neck.

"No. I just wanted to dance with you, is that a problem?" He asked quietly. His voice sounded strained but I ignored it.

"Not at all. But for the record, no pair of best friend's in the world dance like this." I said and gestured to the way our bodies were molded together as if we were one and the way his hips swayed against mine. He chuckled slightly.

"Since when were we a normal pair of best friend's?" He asked. When I didn't answer he let out a slight chuckle again. "I mean, do normal best friend's do this?" He asked and moved my hair from one side of my neck to the other. Once he'd done this he placed a kiss on my neck. "Or this?" He asked and continued to kiss down to my collar bone. "What about his?" He asked seductively. His voice was hoarse and once he was done talking he sucked on the skin just above my collar bone. He did this for a while. My lips were parted and my hands gripped his hair even though he was behind me. He pulled away and I knew that in the morning I would have a hickey. I made sure that we were still moving so that we didn't draw attention to ourselves.

"No. And they certainly don't do this." I whispered as I turned myself around so that we were chest to chest, hip to hip. Before I had the chance to make the first move he slammed his lips against mine. It completely took my breath away and I knew that he knew this but that didn't stop him from making the kiss deeper. His hands rested on my neck, one of his fingers rubbed the spot that he had previously kissed.

That was how it was for nearly the rest of the night; us kissing, dancing, kissing and dancing. The amount of hickey's we would both have in the morning would unbelievable, along with the headache that all of us were to receive.

"R.Ryan?"  I breathed out heavily as he, once again, sucked on my neck.

"Mm?"

"I have a question. Why are you here, dancing and snogging me when there's all. All these o.Other girls here, gl, glaring at me?" I struggled to breath out as he sucked on my sweet spot. I simply moaned after, not being able to hold it in any longer and I heard him groan slightly at the sound.

I flipped a girl off that started to glare at me and I know he knew as he chuckled.

"That's why."

"What?"

"Because I don't want a girl like them. I want a girl like you." He said before he turned around and kissed me, hard. So much that I stumbled back slightly. I pulled away from him in shock.

"Y.Yeah? A girl like me." 

Not me.

"Yeah." He groaned out, bringing my lips back to his. I pulled away again after a moment and I heard him huff slightly.

"You. You just totally friend zoned me." I said as he kissed my forehead.

"Well you are my friend. You're my best friend. What's the problem?"

"The problem is that it hurts Ryan. Right here-" I patted his chest, where his heart was, only to find that I could feel his heartbeat thumping quickly. 

It was nice to know that I wasn't the only one.

"What? Why?" He asked me as I wrapped my arms around his neck and let my head rest on his shoulder as we danced to the slightly slower song.

"Because... Because..." Was I really about to say it?

"Because what?" He asked. I swallowed.

Maybe it was the alcohol pumping through my veins, or the sexual tension that surrounded us for the whole night that made me do it.

Or maybe it was just because I was sick of being in the friend zone.

"Because I'm in love with you, Ryan. And not in a friendly way either." I said shakily and I heard him gulp before he slowly started to drag us to the table where the rest of the 'squad' were...