I Want You More!!!

I stopped by James's office before I went back to the hotel to get changed for the club. I've been reading his blog and I love his poems he posts all the time. I was...somewhat a writer so me and him got into a convorsation about writing, that went into music, then the Gorillaz, then after that to 9/11. We seemed to get along together pretty well. Wil is a neat person and very relaxing to talk to.

Greg joined us and they started to talk in different languese. I showed them that I could speak a little Japanese (I told them how to say I love you in the passionet form). I also told them I could write kanji. James seemed impressed by that hehe.

Before I knew it we all had to leave. Greg had a big day tomorrow and I had to get going for clubing. Oh boy...This will be funny. But I'm afraid what Greg said.

"Maybe we should just say we're going home, but really go see Edward sing."

I hope they don't do that...

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The club was very loud!!! I had never been in such a loud place in my life. As I predicted, Ced found me an outfit. Tight black jeans with boots, a loose black tank top...and...a loose dog collar. The tank top was revealing enough, but the dog collar was killer!

I sat at the bar drinking some water and watched Ced dance with a few men on the floor. I didn't dance, I just sat back and watched. A dew girls (and some boys) asked me to dance, but I turned them down. My friend must think I'm boring, but I don't care. I hate dancing...well like that. Rubbing against God knows who, panting, sweating...

I could feel the blush on my face grow, till I felt someone else's hot face against mine. It was Ced back from the floor.

"Come on, dance with me Eddy!" He yelled over the music. Something about him seemed off.

"No thank you!" I said. "I'm just waiting to sing, then I'm out of here!"

"But it will be fun." Ced smiled then looked like he had an idea. He plopped something in his mouth and leaned down. My eyes widen when our lips came together and I felt a small pill being slipped into my mouth. I shoved him away and spit the pill into my hand. My eyes widen more when I saw what was in my hand...Ecstasy!!!

"How did you get this!!! Why do you have it!!!" I yelled throwing the pill somewhere and grabbing my friend by the collar of his shirt. "Cedric your-"

"Edward Marks! Come to the stage and pick your song." The annoucer said my name and I cursed.

"I'll deal with you later!!! Stay here!!!" I yelled at Ced again and stormed to the front. I can't believe it...Ecstasy again! He did that stuff when we were in college, I thought he quit. That stuff fucked him up so bad, he would be high for at least a whole day. I worried about him every night thinking he might get HIV or...worse...AIDS...

I climbed up on stage forgetting Cedric now and I took the mic. I was going to sing a Gorillaz song, but I was listing to Duran Duran's new CD so I asked for one of my favorite songs; Want You More!

The whole crowed cheered for me. Ced might of told everyone about me or something, but I can't think of him now. The song started, the beat already filling me up (the kind of high I liked). I started to move a little without even knowing it as I started to sing.

"You had plans all along

Musta seen me coming down a mile reove the ground

Coz I am weak where you are strong

It's a thrill that makes me curious

Whatever I'm thinking of

You always seem to know

Coz nothing is good enough

There's always something to keep me guessing"

The whole crowed cheered louder.

"What if it's real, what if you're just faking?

What if you knew you could?

What if you get off on manipulating?

Why does it feel so good?

Drivin' the car turn up the sound

Gets yer head in a hailstorm, man I'm gonna feel the blast

I pick you up - you throw me down

And it only gets more serious

What could you be thinking of?

You never let it show

Coz you give me just enough

There's always something

You keep it coming"

I moved my body to the beat, forgetting the world. Just leaving everything behind. But in the back of my mind, I kep on seeing James and maybe House even in the crowed. It couldn't be them...

"What if it's real, what if your just faking?

What if you knew you could?

What if you get off on manipulating?

Why does it feel so good?

Why do I want you more? Why do I want you? Why do I feel so torn?

Why do I want you more? Why do I want you?

Why do I want you more?"

Okay, I was getting use to this. The club seemed to like my singing. Heh, I wonder what Wil would think of my singing?

"What could you be thing of?

You never let it show

Coz you give me just enough

There's always something, you keep me coming

Just keep it coming!!!!

What if it's real, what if you're just faking?

What if you knew you could?

What if you get off on manipluating?

Why does it feel so good?

Why do I want you more? Why do I want you?

Why do I want you more?

Why do I want you more? Why do I want you? Why do I want you more?

Why do I want you more? Why do I want you? Why do I want you more?

Why do I want you more? Why do I want you? Why do I want you more?"

I dropped the mic panting heavly. The whole house roured with cheers. Well thats my drug of choice. Getting high off of music. My eyes lifted up for a moment then widen, I was looking at someone familer. We looked into each other's eyes for a while then I felt a pat on my back.

"This is Edward! Wasn't he great!!!" It was the annoucer. When I looked back at the crowed. Those eyes were gone. I know those eyes...way that James? Maybe I'm just seeing things...though I did thought I saw Greg around here too...Maybe I'm just high on my music.

I walked off stage towards the bar where I left Ced. He was gone. I just gave out a long sigh and looked around for him. After maybe an hour or so, I left the club without finding him. He did this all the time. But that kiss was odd. Was it only to give me that stupid drug or was there something more. I hear that drug made you horny so I guess thats what it was all about.

I got back to the hotel late and I laid down in my bed with a plop. I was tired. I really was if I thought I saw James and Greg in a dance club. "Oh well, it couldn't of been them after all. They don't go clubing as Greg said." I smirked and got up to write this. Now I am going to bed! Good night!