He Was Unexpected

Chapter Three

Girls Night:

"Do you have any liquor? Wine coolers anything in this house?" She asks me going through my cabinets. We sat and talked and cried on the couch for longer than either of us planned. It may only be four in the evening, but who said you can't pregame for five?

"I may have already gone through all of it" I laughed, "we can go to a bar? Theres one down the road."

"I am NOT dressed for a bar night." She looks at me and shakes her head. "Plus we have school work to do tomorrow. That would absolutely be a bad idea."

"Ehh, but those are the best ones!" We run upstairs together, and start going through my closet. I pull out a black faux leather skirt, and my white bralette. "Maybe?"

"No!" She goes into my closet, and pulls out my red Budweiser T-shirt and throws that at me. "This instead." I try her suggestion on, and nod my head impressed.

"Okay, hear me out." I grab my boot bottom jeans, and a black crop tank with fringe for her to try on. After she puts it on and does her little twirl. The fringe slings around her tiny frame, and whips back. Probably one of my favorite outfits I ever bought. She smiles, and nods with a grin.

"Oh, yes, this is perfect." We both throw everything back into my closet, and by throw I mean we literally smooshed all the clothes on the bottom of my closet in and shut the doors, forgetting all about the mess that hid behind them.

We skip steps down the stairs, and almost fall in doing so. I grab my little black wallet that has the sling to wear it like a purse nice and simple, and Em shoves her ID and credit card in her boot. I lock the door behind us and we start walking down the street to the bar. The hot air turns into a cool breeze, and we start to put a little more pep in our step. I didn't think it would get that cold down here in North Carolina at any time of the year let alone October.

"So, I didn't wanna mention it, but I saw a guys sweats in your bed? Are they Ethans?"

I nod my head, and she catches on that I don't want to talk about it. I just don't know what's even going through her head now that she knows his clothes are the ones on my bed now.

We reach the bar together, and its about 5:30 pm already so it was packed from people after work, and creeps that never left. Bunch of people already starting a dancing square. We laugh and dart straight to the bar because if we were going to line dance in a bar we had to be drunk first. Emma orders the first few lines of shots, and then I ordered us some mixed drinks which we drank faster than we should've. "I already have to pee!" She yells over the music.

"Do NOT break the seal yet!" I yell at her. A couple shots later, and were on the dance floor attempting to do something that resembles what they were doing. We laugh the entire time we are dancing because it honestly is that bad. She shakes her head and whispers in my ear, but I couldn't hear at all. She leaves me right after that, and I just assume to use the restroom. I walk back over to the bar, and order another alcoholic beverage mixed with Red Bull or something. I am about to be wired and fucked up at the same time! I laugh to myself while I take a sip, and then I see a familiar red and black flannel hoodie at the other end of the bar with people that I am friends with. I spit my drink all over the bar.

"Are you fucking kidding me lady!" The bartender gets pissed and starts cleaning.

"I am so so sorry!"I start helping him clean up, and he starts walking towards me. I don't notice till he starts to help also. How freaking perfectly embarrassing is that? I run my hands through my curled up hair, and sit down at the bar. He looks at me with this face, and I can't read it. "Can we talk?" He asks.

"Please, just don't. Im sorry for whatever yesterday. I-"

"Im not." He cuts me off. Emma reappears, and my face is bright red.