"I just don't get it," Gina says placing a tray of dirty glasses on the bar and looking at Dahlia with big soppy eyes. "What's there to get, Gina? Guys are assholes," Dahlia says. "Hey!" Austin says as he takes a seat at the bar. "Not all guys are assholes," he adds. "Oh really? Did you fire spaghetti arms after he broke things off with Gina?" Dahlia asks getting him a beer from the fridge and placing it down in front of him. "No," he says opening it and taking a sip. "Point proven," Dahlia says.
"I just don't get it though. I did everything he asked even...you know..." Gina says flicking her head. Both Austin and Dahlia look at her confused. "I don't get it," Austin says taking another sip of his beer. "You know..." Gina says widening her eyes and bending over. "Gina you are going to have to spell it out for us. We don't get it," Dahlia says. "Oh! Like a spelling bee," Gina says excitability. "Ok, how do I spell it?" Austin and Dahlia watch in awe as she spells it out in her head.
"Ok. Ready? A-"
"Oh shit!" Austin says and swings his chair back to the bar then stares at his beer intensely.
"N-"
"Dahlia, get me a shot," he says grabbing the bar. Confused Dahlia grabs a tot glass and fills it with whisky. Austin down it and points in indication for Dahlia to fill it again. Gina giggles from his side.
"Austin you are so funny. Ok, next letter. A-"
"Gina! I do not think Dahlia meant literally spell it out. It was a figure of speech," he says and takes the new shot Dahlia had poured for him.
"A-N-A...I don't get it," Dahlia says but then it dawns on her and her eyes widen. "Well fuck me! Gina, you are a little freak," Dahlia says. Gina giggles and shrugs then picks up the tray and skips off to the kitchen. "We need to talk to her about her over-sharing...it's too much," Austin says and downs his beer. Dahlia feels bad for him. It must really suck having to hear the girl you have been in love with for years talking about letting some other guy bend her over like that.
"You gonna fire him now?" Dahlia asks cocking her head when looking at him. "I can't fire a guy for fucking his girlfriend," Austin says standing up and pulling a few notes out from his back pocket and placing them on the bar. "How about firing him for being a lying dog?" Dahlia suggests taking the cash and ringing up his beer and shots then placing his change in her tip jar. "It means that much to you?" Austin asks. Dahlia nods, "Vengeance is repentance," Dahlia says. Austin snorts at her then shrugs, "I will think about it. You coming to watch me after your shift?" he asks. "Yup, Gina and I will both be there," Dahlia says. Austin gives her a smirk and turns to go.
The pub door opens and 101 comes in with his bike and full spandex bike riding kit. "Hey Dahlia!" he says in a chirpy voice. He props his bike up against the wall and then walks over to Dahlia while unclipping his riding helmet. "Wow, it is hot out there! One tall glass of ice water please," he says. Dahlia turns to get him a glass of water but when she turns back she sees Austin has sat back down at the bar. She places the water in front of 101 and looks at Austin. "I thought you were going," she says. "I can stay for another beer," he says. Dahlia shrugs and gets him a beer. "I am Austin," he says to 101.
101 puts his glass down and then puts his hand out for Austin to shake. "Hey man! I am Sheldon. But you can call me 101. That's what Gina and Dahlia call me...wow you have a pretty strong grip there my man," 101 says then rubs his hand when Austin drops it. Austin is looking at 101 with a weird look in his eye. Like he wants to kill him. He must think 101 is after Gina. If only he knew that 101 has been trying to convince Dahlia to go out with him for weeks. "Dahlia, I have some stuff in my car for you. Mind if you help me get it?" Austin says.
"You have a car?"Dahlia asks confused. He has never mentioned a car before. "Yes," he says through gritted teeth. What's up with him? "I can help," 101 says happily and stands. "Sit down," Austin all but growls at him. 101 sits down very quickly and looks like he is fighting back the tears. "Harry, watch the bar," Dahlia says and then walks round the bar and follows Austin out. She follows him a few meters down the road and then into an alley. "You parked your car in an alley? That was stupid. You are practically begging to get it broken into. If I had-" she is cut off as Austin grabs her and pushes her against to wall. He bends slightly and places his hands on the back of her thighs, "jump, baby," he says. Dahlia does and wraps her legs around his waist.
Austin starts kissing and nipping at her neck and then up around the sensitive skin just under her ear that he has learned drives her crazy. "Fucking hell," Dahlia breathes out then whimpers when Austin grinds himself against her. She is practically throbbing for him. "You like this?" he whispers. "Yeah," Dahlia moans back. "You want me?" he whispers again. Dahlia's hips grind down as he grinds up. "Fuck yes!" she almost shouts. She needs him to finish her off now. But then he is suddenly untangling her legs from his waist and stepping back. "W-what the fuck, Austin?" Dahlia demands, outraged.
"Just thought I would remind you of our plans after my show."
"Well, now I am going to be all pent up. I will be practically ready to fucking explode after your show,"
Austin smiles, leans forward and peck's her on the lips then pulls back slightly and smiles again, "I am counting on it," he says then turns and starts to walk out of the alley. "You are a fucking asshole, Austin!" she shouts after him. Austin stops and turns to face her then takes a dramatic bow, "I am a man, Dahlia, what else did you expect from me?" he says then turns around again and disappears into the busy street.
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Circles - Post Malone
FanfictionShe is well and truly fucked. He looks better, way better than he did in high school. In high school he was delicious but now he is just scrumptious. Dahlia can't move. She knows if she tries - her knees will buckle. Fuck how does he look even bette...
