And They Were Roommates [COMPLETED]

Fallout

You met the girls at the bar, called Fangs, which wasn't a bar that you knew of before you left. It seemed nice enough though, sort of a local pub feel with neon lights and a wall of liquor behind the bar. You were whizzed around like a celebrity, the girls introducing you to all their new friends, and some of your old ones, rotating the drinks in your hand with impressive speed until you felt pleasantly buzzed. You soon switched to beer once you reached your tipsy point, because you didn't want to get absolutely smashed and make an idiot of yourself on your first night back. Best to ease people into your drunken mess.

You ran up to the bar to get the next round for the girls, and while you were waiting you felt someone tap you on the shoulder, and you whipped round.

"Bucky!" You smiled, jumping into him and giving him a hug. He let out an 'oof' and stumbled back a little, but quickly wrapped his arms around you and got your feet back on the floor. "How are YOU?" You shouted at him.

"I'm fine," He laughed. "You seem...drunk."

"Psht, no, just having fun." You smiled back, looking him up and down. He was just as gorgeous as he was earlier, in exactly the same outfit, except his hair had been tied back into a little bun. She reached her hand up and patted the bun. "This is cute."

He held her wrist and guided her hand back down to the bar.

"You're drunk." He smiled.

"Mmmmaybe a little." You giggled as the bartender started placing your drinks on the bar. You jumped, remembering what you were doing, and pulled some money out of your pocket to pay him.

"Want some help?" Bucky offered, pointing to the drinks.

"No I'm totally fine." You said, but then you looked at the drinks. Four drinks, two hands. He sensed your hesitation, and leaned in a little.

"You sure?" He smirked.

"Fine, yes, please. We're over there." You pointed to the table, to see that each of the girls was staring at you. God they were so embarrassing.

Either Bucky didn't notice, or he didn't care. He just took two of the drinks, while you took the other two, and followed you to the table. Once they had been delivered, you turned to thank him.

"Thanks, you're super helpful." You said.

"Anytime." He smiled.

"You obviously have to join us." Naeve said, with a glint of something in her eyes that you couldn't place.

"I don't want to intrude on, what, girls night?" He laughed, holding his hands up.

"You're not! Get a drink and join us. Your mates too!" Naeve persisted, and soon enough, Bucky was heading to the bar, getting his drink, and bringing his friends over. You vaguely recognised them but you couldn't remember their names.

"I don't remember you." You blurted out, slapping your hand over your mouth in shock. "Sorry, I can't believe I just said that!" The guys just laughed though.

"Steve," The blond guy gestured to himself. "And this is Sam." He pointed to the other guy. "We were on the football team with Bucky in highschool."

"Riight, yes I remember you!" Amber said. "Didn't you get caught smoking under the stands?" She asked Sam.

"Guilty." He laughed. "So what are you guys all doing here tonight?"

They looked at you instantly, clearly wondering what to say.

"Well," You announced loudly. "I walked in on my boyfriend with another woman, in the flat that I had moved here to live with him in." You raised your drink and took a sip, ignoring the shocked faces round the table. "So now they're trying to help me forget."