Not the type to call you back tomorrow (Bellamione)

Chapter 2|I'm fine with it

A few people were finishing their drinks when Hermione noticed she is the only one in the bar. The music was now way more quiet and the gurl could at least hear her throughts. 'Why didn't I ask for her name?' Hermione mentally slapped herself for at least fifth time that night.

- What was she doing here anyways? - Hermione rested her elbow on the bar top and her chin in her palms. Her vision suddenly became blurry and she closed her eyes.

- What was doing who? - husky voice asked from behind and Hermione answered without thinking.

- The woman I saw earlier in the bathroom.

'Something in her voice reminds me of...'

- Wasn't she just using the bathroom? - the woman who sat next to Hermione chuckled deeply and the sound made Hermione shiver because it send heat between her legs. She crossed them and turn to face this person.

- I mean what was she doing in the bar? - but the question stayed between the two womans as Hermione realized who is standing Infront of her. The same woman from earlier. Hermione felt the same sensation spreading all around her body and because of the alcohol, later she assured herself, she felt butterflyes in her stomach.

- Why would you care about some random woman in a bar? - said the woman without pointing out it was a straight bar.

Hermione through for a second. If she fucked up this she will never see this woman again but if she doesn't at least try, she will regret it forever. 'Well... In that case...' She took a deep breath and said.

- If the woman is that beautiful, why not? - Hermione shrigged trying to sound normal but from the inside she was a mess. Her head was spinning from the too much alcohol in her blood and right now she cursed every single drop that made her so irrational. But the emotions she was feeling... Especially the attraction toward the older woman she... Even if it was unexpected for her she couldn't stop thinking about the way her thin lips would feel pressed against her's...

Now she had better chance to look at the women's face. Her cheekbones were sunken and she had dark circles underneath her eyes. 'She had said something about an arcticle.' Hermione through and just when she was about to take her phone out and check if she can find something for the mysterious woman she realized.

'I was judging Gunny for not knowing that boy's name and I don't even know who this woman is. I know nothing about her. And the article thing... What if she is dangerous?'

Despite all the logic Hermione looked at the woman again noticing the smirk playing on her lips after Hermione's compliment. 'She must be used to hear stuff like that, you dumb ass! You should have said something more original. For God's sake she have a mirror and knows she is beautiful damn well!'

- What's your name? - Hermione asked and the woman traced the rim of her glass with her index finger. She doesn't looked like she is thinking. More like she was planning, planning her next move.

- Weren't we talking about the woman from the bathroom? - she asked piercing once more the girl with her dark eyes. Hermione almost get lost in them before she pulled herself together.

'Is she kidding me or just playing with me?'

- Things changed. - Hermione shrugged and raised her eyebrow waiting - Well..
will you tell me? Or maybe I should furst buy you a drink. - Hermione find the through hilarious. She was already drunk and she assumed the other wonan is too. Oh, how whrong she was...