Why say no?

Why me?

Lexi's POV

I sit there, waiting for Jayce or Liz to come back in and tell them they shouldn’t have left and that they were sorry.

But in all honesty I knew they weren’t coming back.

 I sigh and finish off my M&M’s, forcing them down my throat.

 I grab my stuff and walk out of the room; I go out to a tree so I can hang out with X.

  When I got to the tree we usually hang out with, he was making out with Jason.

 I sigh and walk home. I close my eyes and wait for sleep to overcome me.

Liz’s POV

I wipe the tears and start my car, I drive to a local bar and park my car.

 I grab my wallet and fake I.D. and walk in.

 I look at Jim the bartender and order a Margarita, I look around and see there is only one other person there.

 He was hot and had shaggy brown hair, with brown eyes that reminded me of the chocolate river from Willy Wonka.

He looked to be in his twenties, just the right age for me.

 He has on a blue AE shirt and shorts with blue converse He sees me and winks, I smirk and drink my Margarita, I look at Jim and he frowns at me

“I’m sorry Li-“  “No, No, No! Not you too, I am sick of people saying they are sorry. There’s nothing they can do, sides Lexi’s acting like a bitch so I’m going to need a few more of these.” He nods and makes another one to replace my empty one.

I look at the Brunette who looked at me confused

“My mom died last night.” I say my voice cracking a little, he frowns and hands me his shot.

 I down it without a second thought, sigh and look at him.

“I guess you know my name’s Liz, what’s yours?”

He smiles and drinks some of his Bud light,

 “I’m Nick, Nick Davis.” I look at him and try and remember where I know that name, then it hits me like a bus.

“Are you related to Jayce?” He raises an eyebrow and nods

 “Ya, that’s my little brother why?”

 I down my drink and look at the empty glass

“That fucker is dating my so called best friend and is my unfortunate teacher.”  

Nick looks at me in disbelief; I bet he was wonder why I was drinking if I was in high school and why Jim was still letting me drink.

 I mean I might only be 18, but I looked way older, always have. 

“Well you could use another shot then!” He said surprising me and Jim, Jim was more or less thinking Nick just wanted me drunk so he could take me home.

 Jim was my mom’s best friend for years after all;

he pours the drinks though and sits back watching the hockey game on T.V.

I look at Nick who was looking at me and I smirk

“Can I help you Nick?” He shakes his head

“Nope! I’m just wondering how we have never met since my bro is banging your best friend.”

 I look at him and start laughing which earns me a confused look from both of them.

 “I’m sorry it’s just your brother has not gotten lucky! Lexi waits to have sex; I don’t know what he’s told you. But I can promise you the only way he has gotten laid lately is either from another girl or his hand!”

Nick laughs so hard his face goes as red a tomato.

 I look at Jim who is shaking his head and goes on to clean a glass.

 I shrug and take a shot then shake my head.

 I look at Nick “So how old are you?” He looks at me then clears his throat

 “I’m 25, why?”

 I smile and motion for another drink, ignoring the slight buzz I was getting

 “Because, that is just the right age!”

He raises an eyebrow at me and starts laughing but stops when he sees Jim laughing and walking into the backroom.

 “Wait are you serious? I’m twenty-five and you’re eighteen, Plus my brother is your teacher and is dating your best friend!”

 I look at him and just grab him by the collar of his shirt, making our faces millimeters apart.

“Are you telling me you don’t just want to have a little bit of fun? I mean I am eighteen and no one has to know."

 I hear him gulp and his brown eyes are sparkling, before I can say anything else his lips are on mine.

It was just a short kiss but he pulled away smiling and got up.

“Well do you want to get out of here?”

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I wake up the next morning with a wicked hangover, I look at the unfamiliar black walls and try and remember how I got here.

 I roll over and see brown hair and an angelic face, I look down and see I am not wearing any clothes.

 I sigh and pick up my red bra and matching underwear and put them on before putting my black dress and heels on.

 I walk out of his room and threw his dark house, knocking over a lamp was it?

I open the door and head to my car before driving home.