Chris Pratt fanfiction *Sweet Bliss*

Chapter 4

  8 o'clock rolls around and I'm headed up to the city. I've decided to wear denim high waist skinnies, with a white tank top, and some nude platforms. I pull up to the hotel and I text him to let him know I'm waiting outside. Five minutes later he comes out wearing a purple and gray tribal aztec warrior designed tank and dark gray cargo shorts. He smells good. "I didn't think you were going to come." He says as he's getting in the car. "No I won't leave you to suffer of boredom in your hotel room. I need a night out anyway." I imply. "Ohh stressful day huh?" He asks. "Hanging around you all day, yes." I joke. "Awh.. Well that's not nice." He says in a playfully sad voice.  "Nah, you're pretty cool. I just meant life in general can be stressful." I say. "Ohh yea I agree it can be, being famous and all." He says sarcastically. "Ohh I totally forgot you were famous. Are you sure you want to go out, being famous and all?" I ask. "Ehh, I don't mind." He replies. "What if someone spots you out and tells everybody else and they all just start swarming us? You don't have security with you?" I ask. " I think we'll be alright, I'll try to be as low key as possible. " he replies. "Ok, suit yourself." I say. We get to one of the popular bars in the city but we park a few blocks down and decide to walk the rest of the way. He puts his baseball cap on as we're walking. "This is you being low key?" I joke. "Yep, no one will notice me I promise." He reassures me. We get to the bar and sit in a dark corner. We order our drinks, I get 2 shots of Bombay Sapphire and a carona. He gets 3 shots of patron and a carona as well. "I dare you to take a shot of this tequila with out making a face afterward." He says. "Well if I do it you have to do it too." I insist. "Deal, winner gets $20 bucks, loser has to take another shot immediately after." He says. "Ok, challenge accepted!" I say. We both take our shot at the same time and I maintain a straight face, but I'm watching him and he manages to keep a straight face, but towards the end he makes the craziest face ever and I can't help but laugh. "Yeaaa you have to take another shot." I say. He takes his shot and after we begin to talk, he asks me about my life and I ask him about his, pretty soon its 2am and we're all into this conversation about his journey and experiences in the film industry. He tells me he don't want to talk about work anymore. "Ok, so there's this gentlemen's club down the street, you wanna go check it out?" I ask. "Ohhh yeaaahh." He replies playfully. We spend an hour or so in the gentleman's club making it rain on them hoe's. It gets late and I tell him I'm ready to call it a night. "Wait you can't drive you're drunk." He says. "Ugh I know and I really don't feel like taking a taxi all the way home with some stranger who could possibly be a serial killer." I joke. "Yea wouldn't want that," he says. "Look you could crash in my hotel room, I mean, I don't mind." He scratches his head. We find another dark corner in the club and try to figure things out. "Look I had a really great time with you tonight and I'm hoping we can do something again tomorrow night?" He lets the question hang. "Sounds great." I reply. "I really really mean it I did have a great time with you..." He leans in closer, I feel his breath on me and our lips touch, but I pull away...