Know That I Loved You

Part 3

-Im sorry, I have to go. I'll call you later- I kiss Gigi on the cheek and I hurry outside. It's once the cold air hits my heated face that I take a proper breath. I walk down the street of the club trying to find a cab but of course, there're none. I decide to take a break while dialing a taxi service.

-Avoiding me?- the voice I don't want to hear right now appears behind me. I turn around to face him and it's almost impossible for me not to remember what happened in the bathroom earlier. Even in the darkest street I can see his smirk.

-No, I was just going home- I try not to stutter. Why did I have to make everything so awkward. Why did my mind go there at that moment. This is so wrong, I shouldn't think about men that way. He starts walking towards me and I roll my eyes, annoyed at myself for freaking out over this shit. I'm not gay so why am I running away.

-So suddenly you had to leave your girlfriend alone?- I'ts when he mentions It that I realize what a mistake I made leaving her all alone in there. He finally stops walking once he's a few inches away from me. I can't help shifting uncomfortably having him so close to me. I shouldn't let this affect me so much.

-She's not my girlfriend- I avoid his eyes. He chuckles and I look at him confused. Did I say something funny?

-So she's your fuck buddy- he continues smiling and I take a step back. I don't want him to think she's my girlfriend. Usually I don't care when they mistake us for a couple but coming from him it's bothering me so much for an unknown reason.

-What do you want from me?- I know the attitude is unnecessary but I'm mad at myself. Ian. His name doesn't get off my mind and I'm going even crazier. I want to break something. Why the fuck am I acting like this? Why are his face and name engraved in mind.

-I just want to know why you're avoiding me- he stops smiling. The chances of me telling him the real reason are smaller than the chances of pigs flying. It's disgusting to even think about it.

-We're not friends, why shouldn't I avoid you?- it's like my answer hurt his feelings but he doesn't show it for more than two seconds. I don't want to be close to him for many reasons, one of them being that he's considered an enemy for my father.

-I never claimed to be your friend- he laughs it off. Ouch then. He takes a step closer and I look anywhere but his eyes. He rests his hand on my shoulder and I get a strange feeling in my stomach.

-I just owe you one for helping me- his grip tightens, making me take a deep breath. Ian. It's weird that I know his name. I'm used to being strangers with him.

-No need to, I'm off- I say hoping he doesn't stop me, and he doesn't. It's when the cab arrives that he finally speaks.

-Don't worry, I'll take care of your friend- he pats my back and I narrow my eyes at him. I completely forgot about Gigi again.

-Actually, I changed my mind. I'll stay- his smile grows bigger and I want to choke him to death for even mentioning her.

-I'm sorry man, here- I give the driver a fifty dollar bill and he leaves. There's no way I'm letting him near her. Even though I helped him yesterday I still don't trust him, not one bit.
I go back inside and he follows me to my table. Gigi is still sitting there with her phone in her hands texting someone.

-I'm sorry- I try to hug her but she pushes me back. She's mad and I get it. I shouldn't have left her alone in a nightclub. I sit back in my seat as Ian approaches her. He sticks his hand out for her to grab and then he kisses her hand, like a gentleman would. I try to act cool but as soon as she starts giggling and touching him back I drag her to the bathroom once again.

-What are you doing?- I never react this way when she's talking to guys but with him It's different. He can't get everything I have.

-You have no right to yell at me after leaving me like a piece of trash- she yells back and I rub my face, trying to calm down.