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Le Baron is the hottest, and most sought after Dance Club in the city. You can see anyone here, a normal person off the street, or a celebrity from your favorite movie. They do have a VIP lounge, but its only for the elite. If you're having trouble getting in, make sure you have a few hundred for the door man, he may let you through with enough cash.

The vibe from the club could be felt from even out on the street, Jae parked his bike, he let the kickstand down and climbed off. His helmet was left on top of the bike as he slipped his keys into his pocket, a leather jacket graced his form, he had on a fitted white shirt beneath and dark jeans. Jae's walk was one of confidence, and the girls eyes just seemed to follow him as he waltzed to the front of the line, not even bothering to wait like the rest of the crowd. He of course had a handful of cash to give the bouncer, which led to him getting in before a lot of other people. All you needed in this city was money, and then doors just opened for you. The hallway into the club was long and dark, the music pulsed through the walls, there were bodies entangled against walls, Jae ignored them. His hands were half tucked into his pockets as he walked into the club, the floor was thick with bodies grinding against one another, "Aishhh," He muttered before pushing through people towards the bar. It was way too crowded right at that moment to even attempt dancing. A few minutes after arriving at the bar finally someone left a stool and Jae was able to sit down, he shook his head some to get his hair out of his eyes, then ordered a whiskey. So far there was no one that he recognized, but Jae knew that it would change, this is where everyone hung out, unless they were in major trouble with their parents and under lock and key.

After her conversation with Anne, everything had been an absolute whirlwind. Ava had dinner with her parents, who seemed to be too wrapped up in furniture problems to ask how her day had gone. And at said dinner, Ava was told that, under no circumstances, was she to go out to a French club. But since meeting that boy earlier in the day, she'd been feeling rebellious, so there she was, five people deep on the dance floor, with hard bodies she didn't recognize pressed up against hers as she swung her hips and hair, trying to dance away any and all of the problems she had. The dancing, mixed up with all the adorable boys around her and the martini she'd had before stepping onto the dance floor were all giving her a blissful sort of high that meant she didn't even have to think about what city she was in or where her best friend was. She could just be. Ava was wearing separates; a black crop top with a matching short skirt, and had her long hair curled and down, bouncing and swishing this way and that as she danced. It had been almost an hour since she stepped on the dance floor, though, so Ava moved away from the boys and girls she'd ended up dancing with without a word- she didn't know their names anyway, and started slowly to the bar, half-dancing as she went.

The thick tumbler was slid across the bar to him by a young guy, one that Jae knew, he nodded his thanks before deftly wrapping his fingers around the glass. He raised it to his lips and sipped, letting out a faint hiss as the whiskey burned its way down his throat to his stomach. Jae set the glass back down and half turned to the crowd, so that he could check out the scene as he drank. The people around him were slowly dispersing as they moved out onto the dance floor with everyone else. That didn't bother Jae, if you weren't a part of his crew, well then he didn't much care if you were near him then. A certain head caught his attention though, and as the head cleared the crowd, her hips took hold of his attention for a brief moment, they were swinging to the beat of the music, and Jae was momentarily entranced by her movements. Blinking he looked up at Ava's face, and then made sure to look bored, and slightly annoyed. Reaching forward, Jae grabbed her wrist and pulled her close, he leaned in some so that she could hear him clearly, "Are you following me now, Irish?" His tone said that he didn't appreciate her presence, but his eyes said something else altogether, they were burning, and appreciative, against his will of course.

Just as Ava stepped off of the dance floor, a hand wrapped airings her wrist and pulled her closer. "Hey!" She gasped, thinking that it was some creep grabbing her, and when she looked up, well, she wasn't too far off. It was Jae, again. He had her so close, and whether he liked it or not, he didn't seem completely upset with seeing her there. Of course he was throwing nasty remarks, but Ava had a new theory; if she could beat Jae at his own game, then maybe this would be more fun. So she wiped the annoyed look from her face and smirked just a little bit "Yes," she whispered to him, even though she'd been there for at least an hour already "I can't stop thinking about you, Jae." Ava muttered, her pretty lashes batting up at him. She sealed the deal with a soft "I need you," her lips terribly close to his ear, before she started to giggle. Ava grinned, pushing him lightly away from her and finishing her walk to the bar "No I'm not following you. One of the kids from the hallway told me this was the place to be if you were somebody. And I don't plan on being nodody." She stated, ordering a club soda from the bar. She couldn't afford to get too drunk around Jae and a hundred strangers.

Why did she have to be so loud? Jae almost released her to cover his ears, instead he continued staring at her like she was the biggest hindrance that he could have. Then she was leaning in, and surprising the hell out of Jae, he held his breath a moment as she whispered in his ear. What in the world had gotten into her? Jae scowled as she backed off giggling, "Ayyy," He growled when she pushed him, what was with this one? "I don't think you should be here alone," He muttered before turning a bit so that he was looking at her directly once more. "There's tons of scoundrels here that could take advantage of you, don't you have a big brother or something to watch out for you?" Jae sipped his drink, why was he even worrying about the stupid girl? He could've been out on the dance floor already, dancing with some girl that would distract him for an hour or two on the dance floor. Jae sighed, for some reason this one annoyed him more than others, and he couldn't figure out why. "But hey," He held up his hands as if in surrender, "Do what you want Irish, I'm just here to take advantage of girls myself," With that he shrugged and slipped from his seat to head out onto the crowded dance floor, promptly ignoring her, and seemingly dismissing her completely.

Ava grinned at the fact that he seemed very frustrated, that was good, she wanted to keep him on his ties. Her eyes rolled when he mentioned her needing a big brother, like she needed Aden to take care of her every two seconds. Hell, if he was there he'd probably loose track of her because he was busy dancing with the prettiest girls in the place. Not a flaw, Ava loved her brother, but he wasn't the best guardian. She sipped at her club soda and grimaced "You're a pig." She said, turning her head away from him as he left her there. It seemed to be a pattern with Jae; saying rude things and then walking away, like he's afraid that if he stays, she might win the argument or harm his manhood. Ava didn't follow right away, though, she finished the rest of her drink and toyed with her hair at the bar. It was easy to attract men, but she wasn't interested in any of them. She wasn't interested in anyone at all. At least, that's what she was telling herself. After declining offers to buy her a beer, Ava left her barstool behind and quirkiest a brow at Jae on the dance floor; he was grinding with some girls in too-tight clothing, how original. "I guess you're easy to please..." She whispered as she wormed her way by his posse, getting closer to the center. Ava wasn't one to stick to the sides. It was even more packed towards the front of the dance floor, and Ava staked her spot between a group of desperate girls and oblivious guys, and it didn't take long for a blonde boy to wander up behind her and place his hands on her waist. Ava didn't mind, of course, and just smiled at him with a blush in her cheeks as she danced; far better than Jae could ever do.

The music was probably the only thing that could calm his nerves just then, that and the whiskey that was burning through his veins. The warm bodies surrounding him made it rather hot with his jacket on, but he endured it for his image. Jae made it almost to the middle and stopped, there was a young, long haired, dark eyed girl that had stopped in front of him and began dancing against him. Jae left his hands at his sides and moved his hips against hers. The girl from before was almost gone from his mind before she came right back in with her smart mouth. "Aish...." Jae glared as she walked towards the middle, "Hey!" His voice couldn't be heard over the loud, bumping music. Jae was resigned to following her. He left the other girl there all on her own without a backwards glance. There was an idiot dancing with Ava, Jae felt his blood start to heat up, and this time not from the people around him. "Oi," He yelled in the guys ear before shoving him out of the way with one hand. The other guy stumbled some but got the picture, Jae took his place, one hand grabbed Ava, holding her in place so that she woukd have to stay and dance with him. "I choose who I dance with, and it's usually not the dirty dozen."

Ralph was his name. It was a bit of a weak name, but they guy had broad shoulders, and he was whispering sweet nothings into Ava's ear while they danced; which was better than any of her other dance partners, so she stayed put, grinned and giggled when the situation called for it, and danced. That is, until Jae came up and scared the boy off. Before Ava could even react, he was grabbing her and starting to dance with her instead, and he whispered into her ear wasn't so sweet. Ava frowned, squirming in his grip to try and tear herself away, but Jae was obviously stronger than she was. She thought about causing a commotion, playing the damsel in distress, but he was just being a jerk, he wasn't actually hurting her. Yet. It was all so confusing to Ava, and she just barely kept dancing while she tilted her head towards Jae, so she could actually see his face when she spoke to him "Why won't you leave me alone? Is this you hitting on me in your own creepy little way?" She asked him, a blonde brow quirked. Even though she didn't like him, Ava had to admit that Jae was a good dancer. And being so tightly against him, well, it made her question how awful he really was; because he was warm and his touch sent shivers through her. But no, he was still an asshole, and Ava made sure to remind herself of that.

The beat of the music was slow and sensual all of a sudden, Jae naturally changed to the beat, without even thinking about it. People were backing up just a little, giving the young couple some room , you wouldn't know that they didn't like each other. Jae sighed, "Mm why do you just assume that I'd even want to hit on a spoiled brat such as yourself?? Maybe you just annoy me, or amuse me, or maybe I'm plotting against you. Who knows," He leaned in and whispered all of this into Ava's ear. Jae was tempted to walk off again, but instead stayed put, right in her personal space, intentionally being an ass. Or trying to be, Jaes hands were on Ava's hips, and they moved against one another just perfectly, Jae inwardly groaned, if it had been any other girl then he'd probably be planning on dancing with her all night. This one though, well he really needed to get her home in one piece, not drunk, so that she didn't embarrass herself or get herself in trouble. Why he cared, well that was a question for another day, because he didn't want to linger on the answer just then. He'd thought that the night out would help him distract himself from her, but it'd only proven to be more of a headache than anything else.

A long sigh escaped Ava's lips. Not only had the music just changed from upbeat and exciting to something much more lustful and lulling; forcing her to dance even more intimately with Jae, but the boy himself was being an elusive piece of shit. He wasn't shutting her down, or even rejecting the idea of hitting on her, but he was calling her a brat (again) as well as suggesting that there were other reasons for his intrusion on her dance with another boy. "Well I don't really care why you're doing this. I think you should go away. If you hate me, that's fine, just leave me alone. And if you're interest in me is anything more than being dull acquaintances you can shove off." She told him, wishing she had the guts to leave him in the dust; to yell at him until he had to let her go or thrash and cause a scene. Yet she didn't, because dancing with Jae was...fun. He was charming as much as he was annoying, and his breath on her ear was making her smile, even when she didn't want to. The rolling of her eyes was almost always accompanied by a giggle, and his hands were warm on her hips, like they were meant to be there. "You're trouble, and I don't need any trouble right now. I have enough to worry about." Ava claimed, talking to herself more than to Jae.

Hate her? Yeah that definitely wasn't the case, not that he was going to out himself and tell her so. Jae wondered how he should he react to her, if he didn't choose his words carefully then she might get the wrong idea, or go running off crying again. For some reason the thought of her crying again upset him, Jae backed off a little from her when You're So Fly by BTOB came on, he vegan dancing faster, and with more lead than before. His body would brush hers seductively, teasing almost, then back off, and then back again. A smile curled across his lips without even realizing it as she returned in dancing, it was like she had a natural talent for adjusting to whatever he did. "Everyone needs a little trouble in their lives,"He whispered to her one of the times he got up close and personal. Jae knew he was bad for her, hell Jae would be bad for anyone, he was always in trouble and beating people up. For some reason though it wasn't stopping him from dancing and conversing with this stupid girl. Jae decided after the dance he would take her straight home, the two didn't need to get any closer than they already had. Once they started school she would hate him anyway after seeing how he treated others, and how much everyone feared him.

The fact that he didn't answer her was one that Ava definitely noticed. She supposed, though, that it just meant he wanted to be simply acquaintances, and she could love with that. His dancing was giving her hell, though, because as much as she hated to admit it, Jae was an impeccable dancer. His hips were subtly brushing hers every few minutes, and each time, Ava felt like the room heated up a couple more degrees. Her cheeks were feeling hot, and when Jae whispered in her ear, she just about broke. Not only was he telling her that he was trouble, but his breath landing against her neck brought her shoulders up, and in that moment she realized what she was doing. She stopped dancing and looked up at him, her green eyes confused and angry all at once. She shook her head slowly; she'd let him trick her, "I'm not interested in being your new punchline." Ava said, turning away from him. She had to push her way off the dance floor, but eventually she did, and she was out the front door in just minutes. The hotel was only a few blocks away, so she simply crossed her arms over her chest and ducked her head, wishing she hadn't even spoken to Jae.

Chemistry. Something Jae thought he knew about , but apparently not. Because until that moment he had never felt so in sync with a oerson, and it pissed him the hell off. He didn't want to feel that way, so when she just walked off the dance floor he honestly let out a sigh of relief. Then quickly followed after, because he wanted to make sure that she got home safely, even if it meant annoying him further. The air outside was much cooler than inside the crowded club, Jae took a deep breath, and as he let it out, "Aishhhhh." Where had she gone? He thought he saw a glimpse of her turn a corner, Jae mounted his bike as quick as he could, and put his helmet on swiftly. The bike started, he took off and followed her, it was easy to catch up. Jae slowed down next to her and raised the visor. "Get on irish, I'll take you home," Jae called out.

Ava had always been in control, and she liked that. She had her little bubble, where everything was made to be pristine and orderly. She wasn't very interested in people like Jae, who based their whole life of off a certain reckless chaos. But Ava also had a way of lying to herself when it came to things that frightened her, things like Jae and that certain reckless chaos. He must've been tricking her, because none of it made sense. She felt close to him, like she understood a part of who he was. But that was silly, because she didn't know him at all, he was just playing games with her head; he'd told her he was playing games with her head. And walking out of the club and taking the first right turn towards the hotel, Ava felt like a complete fool, like she never wanted t speak to Jae again. And just as that thought ghosted into her color-coded brain, she heard the rev of an engine. It became softer, and she pretended not to see him. He was right by the curb, looking at her. She couldn't see his expression, but he probably looked annoyed (as always). "No." She stated simply, not willing to give him more words than that. She's told him why; she didn't want to be his next joke, his newest little punchline blonde girl that fell for emotional manipulation so easily. That was her piece. And if there was one thing her mother had taught her about having class; its that one should never say more than their piece when they're angry.

The young man had thought she'd just hop on, it would be faster and more comfortable to ride with him rather than walling. So when her response was a simple no his brows went up and he looked at her like she'd lost her mind. Her feet carried her on down the sidewalk, Jae was tempted to just drive off and leave the stubborn girl there, why not ? He'd offered her a ride home, the right thing to do, so technically he had no other obligations to her. Why were girls so dumb? He'd never understand it, Jae sighed long and loud, not that she'd hear it over the engine, and then continued following her at a snail pace. Which was actually quite difficult on the heavy bike, balancing it as he treaded along beside her. Jae was the stubborn type though, and he'd gotten it into his head that he had to see her home safely, so he would, whether she liked it or not. As they went he wondered what was going through her mind, was she planning inventive ways to kill him? A smile curled over his lips at the thought, for some unknown reason that amused him, her being angry and all fired up made him even more amused, and annoyed. How were they ever going to attend the same school together? He was starting to think he might have to bully her just to keep things from getting more annoying once school started.

Ava felt herself getting even more and more frustrated by the second, because Jae wasn't leaving. And with him by her side, riding his stupid bike and looking out of place in the cobblestone city, he was making it easy for her to shout something to him. But what would she even say? I'm frustrated by you in all the wrong ways, would just give him an ego trip. But he needed to know that she wasn't a joke. She'd tried to tell him that, but who knew if it had actually gotten through to him? He did seem a bit thick sometimes. The night was pretty warm, but Ava felt chilled, like she'd stepped into a refrigerator moments ago and had only just left. She completely ignored Jae on his bike, and anyone else that she walked by; Ava was smarter than to flirt with men in the dark night of the city, even if she had a man on a motorcycle behind her practically staring at her instead of the road ahead. When she finally reached the hotel, Ava finally looked at him, her gaze completely transparent. She was confused and angry, and she only said five words to him "Get off the bike. Now."

They soon arrived at the hotel , her home apparently. Jae clicked his visor down and got ready to take off, his job was done, he had no more obligation there. Ava's words made him halt for a moment though, he turned his head towards her in a very slow motion. "Irish you can wait until tomorrow," Was all he said before gunning his bike and taking off, leaving her standing alone. Jae knew it wasn't the nicest thing tondo, but he honestly just didn't care. The bad boy was getting away from the good girl, because she was far more dangerous than any other girl he'd met in his life. Jae sped through the streets of Paris to his own home, where an empty apartment would more than likely be awaiting him. It was better that way anyway, it wasn't like he wanted to see his father. Once home he handed over his keys to a valet and went straight up the elevator, to his apartment, and went to bed. It didn't take long for him to fall asleep, it'd been an exhausting day.