Nights Out (Parrish&Darius #1)

Night 2

Parrish took me to a nightclub. I didn't want to go but he said that I needed to go out and find a pretty omega to get my mind off Veronica. I really didn't want to go after he said that, but I just can't ever seem to learn to say no to people. I also knew that the real reason why he asked me to go with him was because he was going to get passed out drunk and needed a driver.

Now I'm sitting in a corner waiting for Parrish to stop making out with the omega he found so I can ask him to leave. We arrived an hour ago and he's been shoving his tongue down that poor cat boy's throat for the last fifteen minutes. They were in a not-so-secluded hallway leading to the bathroom and I was watching them from the bar.

I feel like a creep staring. Can't we just leave without him?

Sadly, I can't leave him here. He really needs a driver with how much he drank.

I looked away when I saw him grab the boy's hip and thrust against him. It got a little too much for me there. I turned on the stool I was sitting on and stared at my cup. The non-alcoholic piña colada I ordered was getting warm and condensation was pooling on the table where the cup sat.

I was really regretting my decision to come here now.

"Hey! Can I get two shots of vodka please?" Someone shouted, a bit too close to me, to get the bartender's attention. I wasn't going to look but a familiar scent of honey struck me.

I glanced to the left already holding my breath only to let it all go when I saw the pretty bunny boy next to me. He was a pretty white haired omega, curvy, wearing high waisted jeans and a crop top. For a minute there I thought I was seeing Lewis wearing Veronica's clothes. I was about to say something when he glanced at me and the light hit his blue eyes.

That's not Lewis.

I looked away, after having been caught staring at a stranger.

"Here you go, honey. I hope you're sharing those. That's pretty strong for a small thing like you." The bartender said, handing the boy the two glasses. He flashed a toothy smile at omega showing his white tiger fangs.

The omega glanced at the bartender, completely unamused with his condescending attitude. He grabbed the two shots and chogged both down, one after the other without batting an eye.

"Thanks for the advice, it sounds like it comes from experience." He leaned over the counter and smiled, before leaving a couple of dollar bills in the bartender's pocket.

The bartender frowned, taking the crumpled bill out of his pocket as he walked away he mumbled something about rude omegas. I covered my mouth to hide the small smile that formed in my lips. That seemed like some Vero would do.

"What's so funny?" The omega said, making me look at him. "You want to give me some advice too?" He raised an eyebrow, his ears were tilted toward me.

"No, sorry. I just thought- I thought that you shut him up in a cool way." I lowered my head a little and looked away into the glass in front of me.

I heard him scoff and saw him walk away out of the corner of my eye. I took a peek of him as he strode into a group of people sitting on one of the couch areas.

That was so bizarre. Are we going to just let him go?

It was bizarre. It felt like a glitch in the matrix. He looked like Lewis, except for the blue eyes, but he behaved just like Veronica. I wanted to go after him, but I wouldn't know what to say or do.

A hand on my shoulder got me out of my head.

"What are we looking at?" It was Parrish, who seemed to be done with his make up session.