The Odd Predicament I Faced

chapter 2

Saturday Night

I was looking myself over before leaving the house for a night of fun. I was wearing a tight black dress with a low cut that accented my boobs, and ending mid-thigh, I paired it up with red laced stilettoes and red lips. The only thing I like about myself is my hair; it's brown, long and wavy without adding any heat to it. Now my makeup is light, usually, I never wear makeup only mascara to school. I mean who is there to impress? None of the 'men' interest me so why bother? I only dabbed a little eyeliner and an extra coat of mascara to accentuate my grey eyes. My olive skin was fare so I didn’t need any foundation. Overall I looked presentable...

*Ding-Dong*

That must be Ames; I quickly grab my red clutch, which practically had my life in there.

I answered the door and there appeared Amy looking drop dead gorgeous. Her long brown hair straightened to perfection and her makeup light but showed off her features. Yesterday she bought a white laced dress that hugged her body perfectly, with floral heels. She looked stunning. I was gunna say something but she beat me to it.

"GURL! You look fabulous! I wish I had those curves! Tonight the boys won’t be able to keep their hands off of you!" She exclaimed.

I laughed, "I was just about to say the same thing! Great minds think alike" I grab my keys and close the door. "Let’s get this party started shall we?" 

*outside the club*

                "Oh my god! This club is sooo packed! I wonder if we can cut through to the front" Amy says.

"Great idea!"

She looks at me with a confused look "huh?"

I grab her hand and walk towards the front of the club doors; before we reached the front I whispered in Amy's ear "just act like you belong" she gives me a knowing look and nods.

We reach the bouncer at the front doors "good evening sir" I say, giving the muscular bald guy my best look.

He looks me and Ames over and nods his head "Ladies" and ushers us inside. That was easy, thank you skimpy dress!

The club was packed! Everyone was dancing and grinding, looking sweaty and somewhat disgusting. But I wouldn’t have it any other way. Me and Ames love to go to clubs but just for the dancing, we aren’t into drinking that much.

We head over to the bar and ask the bartender, who is a ‘good friend’ of Amy’s the poor guy is in-love with her, look after our clutches. I grab Amy’s hand and drag her onto the dance floor; they had Pitbull’s The Anthem blasting throughout the club. I love this song! I started to sway my hips and getting into the groove. I lost Amy on the dance floor, oh well I’ll find her later.

Just as the song was about to end, a pair of hands snaked themselves around my hips. I didn’t really mind so I let them. Half way through the next song, the hands went to my ass, and that is, when I do mind. So I pull the hands up, but they kept going back to my ass, pulled them up again, if this asshole does it one more time I will flip! And guess what he does… he puts his hand back on my ass; it’s like a retractable toy, always going back. I looked back and met a pair of green eyes, some of his curly hairs getting into his eyes, no matter how good looking the guy were, and No one touches my ass. “Hey! Stop groping me!” I yelled at the stranger.

He looked kinda alarmed, but he quickly changed his expression and smirked, “Sorry about that, I just wanted you to turn around to see if you were as beautiful as your dancing. And guess what? You are!”

What the actual fuck? Who uses cheesy lines anymore? “Uhm, okay? Bye now…”

Just as I was about to turn away, his hand grabbed my wrist, “No wait! I need to ask you something”

“Okay...” I looked at him uneasily, he does have nice eyes

He came closer to me so his lips were by my ear, like he was going to tell me a secret “Would you like to rock me?” he whispered seductively.

Rock him? What? Wow, he must be so plastered; he doesn’t ev- “OH MY GOD! EWW NO!” just realizing what he meant, what does he think I am, some hussy he thinks he can shag?  Sorry, but doesn’t work that way…. “I’m not some skank who sleeps around, sorry” and I slapped him as hard as I could, I was FURIOUS! Who the fuck does he think he is? No one fucking talks like that anymore! UGH!!

I walked towards the exit sign, opened the door and nice cold breeze hit my face, calming me down instantly. I sat down on the side walk; I can’t believe he asked me that!! I mean what did he expect? For me to willing fall into his arms and say yes? Bitches are crazy these days.

My thoughts/rant was interrupted with door swinging open and out came a guy who looked exhausted. He sat down on the sidewalk just 5 feet away from me and looked around until his brown eyes met mine. He had nice soft features, kind of like a puppy, but his shaved head and tats on his forearms made him look extremely sexy. He smiled a little and stuck his hand out, “Hi, I’m Liam” his eyes twinkled, wow this guys is beyond sexy, still no Channing but close.

I gave him one of my half smiles and shook his hand, “Jasmine”

“So, Jasmine, what is a beautiful young girl like you sitting alone in a dark alley way outside the club?” he asked

He called me beautiful, I blushed, “Uhm I just needed some air, some guy in there just asked me to sleep with him and I slapped him” I stated

Liam looked kinda shocked, he then laughed, “Oh my god! That was you?” he asked, still laughing.

I looked at him with wonder, how did he know about that? “how did you know?” I asked

“Because the guy you slapped is my best mate” still laughing

“Ohhhh! Yeah well your friend is an asshole”

“He’s actually not, he’s just under the influence” he said, trying to make excuses for him.

“Stop covering for him, he knew what he was doing, admit it, your friend can be a jerk”

He looked at me “what did he say to you that caused you to slap him”

“Like he said he asked me to sleep with him”

“Harry wouldn’t just ask that”

“Ah, the jerk has a name, he said “would you like to rock me” at first I didn’t know what he meant but then it clicked” Liam just stared at me in shock, “Do you believe me now that this Harry guy is a jerk?” I asked him

“Wow he actually used that?” I nodded my head, “I’m sorry, he is actually a sweet guy”

“Whatever, I don’t like him. So what about you? Why are you doing out here, couldn’t help but notice you looked kinda tired” not really looking for an answer, just hoping that I could forget about his stupid friend.

“Oh, I am just looking after my best mates. Didn’t even want to come here but if I didn’t the others wouldn’t be able to come home.” He sighed.

“Oh so you don’t drink either?”

He shook his head “No. Oh you don’t drink?” he asked

“Nah, not my style”

“Then what are you doing at a club, if I may ask”

I laugh, “You know there are other things you can do in a club” I state, “I came for the dancing” Liam laughed along with me. The next 2 hours Liam and I sat outside just talking and laughing, until we both decided to pick up our friends and take them home, and with that we said our goodbyes.