Under The Stars | Bang Chan Fanfic

Chapter 2: Him

There he was. Christopher.

"Ah, Seong-Hye. It's alright." He smiles at me charmingly, his dimples showing. I stare at him for a few seconds, or maybe more because he tapped me on the shoulder, snapping me out of my daze. "Seong-Hye? Are you alright?"

I keep my mouth shut and just nod my head quickly. I must've had a weird and obvious look on my face because he looked amused.

"I'm alright. Are you okay?"

"I'm fine. Thanks for asking." He looks around first before looking at me again. "Do you care for a drink?" He offers, raising an eyebrow at me with an expectant look. I shrug and nod. I wouldn't think it'd hurt to have another drink.

He gently places his hand on the small of my back and leads me back toward the bar. I feel his gaze on me; I just knew he was looking at me the entire time we were walking together. I tried to ignore it as much as I could. What was the deal with this guy staring at me all the time?

I'm sure Lily could find me at the bar when she came back, but I was a little worried about being so far away from her in a club like this. Or maybe I was worried about trusting this guy? He may seem charming, but there's something hidden. A secret perhaps. I don't know. There's something mysterious about him that alluded with the way he walks and talks, and even looks at me. Does he have some sort of intentions?

We make our way to the bar and take our seats next to each other. "Felix, get this kind lady a..." He turns his head to look at me, waiting for my answer.

"A mojito." I answer, and he nods, turning back to the bartender... Felix.

"Get this kind lady a mojito, please." Chan requests, speaking to Felix with a friendly tone in his voice. Felix nods before going on to make a mojito for me.

"Aren't you going to drink anything?" I ask him, but not looking at him, instead watching Felix make my drink.

"No, I'm not much of a drinker really." He chuckles and leans forward on the counter.

"That's understandable. I'm not much of a drinker either." I say quietly. The taller freckled man hands me my mojito and I take a sip, savoring the strong taste.

"Really? Why're you drinking so much tonight then?" He gives me a curious look, cocking one of his eyebrows upwards.

"Oh, you know. It's Lily's birthday and all... so we're just having fun." I say before coming to a halt. I realized something. How did he know I was drinking before he got me a drink? Did he see me take those shots of vodka with Lily? I turn my head to look at him, taking a long sip of my mojito before speaking again. "How did you know I was drinking so much?"

He opens his mouth to say something but then pauses. He hesitates. Sighing softly, he looks away from me, and then began to speak again. "Felix, the bartender, is my friend. He told me that you and Lily were taking quite a few shots of vodka. I recognized you while you were dancing and came up to you, and that's when you bumped into me." He turns his head back to look at me, giving me a mostly convincing smile.

"Oh, that explains a lot." I guess that did make sense. But why would his friend talk about how Lily and I were downing shots? I mean, we did have a lot, but was it necessary to tell Chan about it?

Chan shrugs and takes my glass of mojito from me, finishing the last bit of it. I was caught off guard at how he just stole my drink like that. "See ya later," he says, giving me a wave and walking away into the crowd. I sit there dumbfounded.

Did he not care that he just shared saliva with me? Why couldn't he just get his own mojito? Was he flirting? Is this what flirting is like?

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Lily meets back up with me and after a little more dancing, we finally leave the club. She was drunk, stumbling over her own heels, but I still wasn't drunk yet which was unusual since I had a lower tolerance than her.

I take her home before I go back to my apartment.

After changing my clothes, removing my makeup, and taking a warm bath, I settle into bed. I wore a sweater since it was pretty cold even though it's summer. Such weird weather these days. One day it's cold, the other day it's hot. Ugh.

I lay in bed, thinking about all that happened today. I'm pretty happy about how today went. Lily had a great birthday that she got to spend with her family and I, and we got to hang out a ton tonight. We also looked pretty hot if you ask me. I'm not used to dressing like that, but it sure did make me feel better and more confident with how I look.

After so many months of not being able to go to a club at night to down a shit ton of drinks, I finally got to have the fun I wanted. It was great, and I feel more relaxed.

Chan eventually crosses my mind of course. I'm not sure why. I obviously don't have much of a crush or an interest in him, but the way he looks at me makes me feel weird. Weird in a good way? But also a bit uncomfortable; it always seems like he has an underlying intention with me or something. I'm not saying he's creepy, but it's just such a weird feeling.

He sure has his looks though. He's kind of like those mafia bosses you'd read about in those books. He acts the same way, he sounds the same way, he even looks the same way! Not exactly the same, but pretty similar. It'd be ironic if he really was one. That's a silly thought though, this isn't a Wattpad.

I sigh and turn my nightstand lamp off. I lay on my right side and pull the covers over me, snuggling into the warm feeling of the cloud-like fabric and weight. I had work tomorrow, and then a boxing gig at night. I might as well get as much rest as I need before the new day really starts. "12:05am. Time to sleep."

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