Black Spade || BxB

4| Encounters

The walk home to my moms house is taking longer than expected but if you know one thing about me then it's that I'm too stubborn to give up, especially if I told myself I would do something that I know is hard.

As I make my way down an unfamiliar road I see some blinking lights that seem to come from a small pub. Since it's taking so long to get home then I might as well treat myself with a little beer break. I can't say I've sobered up since I left but another beer or two can't hurt anyone right? Don't answer that question with honesty...

As I make my way inside I hear some old rock music playing and the place is filled with people that all looked older than me, except for the occasional group of alternative looking girls and guys who's outfits were screaming male manipulators (yet another thing I learned from Angela).

I make my way to the bar to order something to drink, scanning the room to find a place I could sit without having to talk to anyone since I'm not in the mood for that. I grab my beer and see an empty table in the corner. I know I'm gonna look quite lonely sitting there by myself but honestly that wasn't my first thought at this moment.
The chairs are comfy and I quickly find myself a little more relaxed than before. The place even smelled nice taking into consideration that it was filled with what looked to be divorced metal head dads.

After some time my mood changed back to how it was before and then I realized that I'm just some lonely boy at the bar. My moody aura practically filled the entire space around me, I clenched my hands harder around my cold beer causing it to slowly turn warm.

I hear some girls talking and turn around to see Lucas dressed all nice, his confidence drawing attention from everyone around us. I decided to not even ask about what the fuck he is doing here but what are the chances that the only thing I'm trying to avoid seems to have followed me here. I rolled my eyes back and turned around again, not wanting to face the guy, when I heard his footsteps approaching me.

"Well, well, well. If it isn't the emo guitarist himself, Marc from Black Spade. Mind if I keep you company?"
I narrowed my eyes at Lucas's cocky tone, my grip tightening on my glass.

"Depends. Are you here to add 'stealing my girlfriend' to your list of accomplishments?"
Lucas just smirked and seemed unfazed by my comment as he slid onto the stool beside me. I can't believe this guy walking around like he owns this place, makes me wanna plant a punch right in his face.

"Hey, she came to me, man. Can't blame a guy for being irresistible."
I let out a loud sigh, loud enough for everyone around me to hear that I wasn't enjoying this interaction.

"Right, because nothing screams irresistible like a walking fashion disaster."
I say as I give him the elevator look. He was wearing a white shirt with some weird pink design on it and other than that the guy was wearing sunglasses indoors, who even does that... unless you're Kobi, he always rocks the sunglasses indoors look. God I love that guy's style.

Lucas chuckled, running a hand through his perfectly styled hair. I can tell he used too much time on it by just having one look.

"Ouch, minus 20 hp. But hey, I can take it. Probably can't say the same for someone who spends their days off sulking alone in the corner of a bar."
His comments make me lose my temper and I can feel my patience wearing thin.

"Listen here, Mr. Steal-your-girl-and-deny. Just because you know who I am doesn't mean I owe you anything."
Lucas leaned in, his expression turning serious for a moment. Why do I feel... guilt. From the one time I've met him this is the first time I've seen him with an expression that doesn't make me wanna kick his balls in.

"Fair enough. But for what it's worth, I'm a fan of your music, Marc. And despite our shitty start, I'd like to get to know the handsome person behind the guitar."
I softened my expression slightly at the unexpected compliment. Handsome? What is he up to?

"Is that so? Well, don't expect me to serenade you with love songs anytime soon."
I say playing into the act.
Lucas grinned, his confidence still showing very clearly but this time, it's almost admirable.

We sat in silence for a few minutes, not an awkward silence, almost like a nice one.

"I'm sorry about this whole Sylvia thing." Lucas says suddenly dropping the whole overconfident act he seemed to love so much.

"Don't expect me to accept it." I replied coldly, not really wanting to continue talking about it.

"I don't know if this is gonna mean anything to you but I only did this whole thing cause I felt bad for her."

Suddenly my anger came running back to me. Is this guy fucking for real. I clench my jaw hard together not wanting to cause any more trouble.

"You used Sylvia? And you're trying to play it off like you're a good guy! What the fuck is wrong with you man." I couldn't help but come off a little more aggressive but what else am I supposed to do?

"Wait what? Marc... you don't know?"
What's this guy saying? Is he trying to fuck with my head or some shit cause I definitely won't allow it.

"I don't know what?" I still show off my anger slightly in my tone.

"Well it's a bit of a long story."

"Don't care, just explain."

"Okay so when you and Sylvia broke up she started contacting me and clearly wanted to be more than friends but I wasn't into her, later on I told her about how big a fan I am of your band black spade and she decided to bring me to your concert... first later I found out that she brought me just to see if u still had feelings for her... in all honesty I didn't even know you were her ex..."
Lucas' fingers run circles slowly around the rim of his glass as he gives me what seems to be a genuine apologetic look.

I take a little moment of silence to process before I reply.

"How am I supposed to believe you?" I ask Lucas, looking him deep into his eyes trying to read what he's thinking right now.

"Just trust me when I say that she isn't my type" Lucas forms a little smile on his face and lets out a light chuckle.

"What do you mean she isn't your type?" I was undeniably interested in where this conversation is going. Lucas starts chuckling a little more.

"Well don't get me wrong, Sylvia is gorgeous and all but just not for me?" Sylvia really is a beautiful girl which is why I don't understand how someone like Lucas wouldn't be into her. I needed more information.

"Well then what is your type?" I blurted out hoping that didn't come across the wrong way, I can't even lie I did feel quite embarrassed.

Lucas turned to look straight into my eyes leaning a little closer to me. My heart started beating a little too fast for my liking... maybe I drank too much and I'm having a heart attack. Lucas puts his hand on the top of my head.

"Well can't say I have a specific type..." he takes a moment of silence looking up and down at me, before he continues.

"But I do have quite a soft spot for people with black hair and blue eyes..."

My heart stops for a moment.

"The type with blue eyes so mesmerizing it feels like staring into the ocean except I would much rather spend hours looking into those eyes than the ocean..."

Am I...? Imagining this? I don't know if my brain is being manipulated by the alcohol in my system but he almost seems to be... talking about me?

"I like guys that are shorter than me, and have a little sassy attitude problem." Lucas gives out an obvious smirk.

Okay at this point I'm not sure if he is flirting with me or just trying to make fun of me.

"I've also always had a soft spot for guys who play guitar" Lucas' smirk has turned into a full blown smile by now. I don't know how I didn't see this before but coming back to my senses I see his face being only a few inches away from mine.

"Excuse me! I gotta pee!" Is all I blurted out before I rush to the bathroom not even knowing where it is.

"it's the other way handsome." Lucas says with his legs folded and clearly smiling all the way up to his ears.

"THANK YOU!"

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