BIRTHDAYS AND ANGELS

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-JOHNNY-

GIBSIE WAS AN eejit

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GIBSIE WAS AN eejit. However, he was my eejit so I felt obligated to do something for his birthday. Biddies was the closest bar and one that was actually fun. They served good food and had a lounge. It was quite difficult to hate it there.

Biddies was the perfect place to celebrate. The minute we walked through the door I saw her. Bella fucking Wilkinson. That's when I knew tonight would not be fun.

Bella and I had a very casual relationship for about eight months. Eight months too fucking long. Bella wasn't ugly by any standards, but her personality was.

I was hoping she wouldn't see me so I ducked my head as we walked over to a booth.

Not long after we sat Katie joined us. Hughie's girlfriend was something else. Not only was she pretty but she was such a sweet girl. I remember when she first came to Tommen and Hughie was instantly obsessed with her.

I kept my head down hoping Bella wouldn't see me. I felt silly for hiding but truly she was awful.

"This is Quinn, Shannon's sister." I heard Hughies voice. At the mention of Shannon I snapped my head up.

The girl I was looking at was an angel. Sent from god himself. She was glowing, I swear I could see a halo around her head. I mean truly she was the beautiful girl I had ever seen.

With long blonde hair flowing down her shoulders, she had deep green eyes that I'd have to look up to find the correct shade of. I cleared my throat before reaching my hand out.

"Johnny," I said, her brows furrowed. She stuck her hand out to meet mine and I almost died at the contact. "Quinn." Her hand was so soft I could barely feel it.

I mentally fought myself deciding whether I should let go or not. I didn't want her to think I was creepy so I started to pull my hand away.

Then I felt her hand, she tightened her grip on my hand and snapped in a direction no wrist should go. I grunted at the sudden pain.

"You're the fucker who hit my sister aren't ya?" Even though she had my hand twisted all I could do was hope she wouldn't let go of it. I had a bad feeling that this girl would be able to do anything to me.

Out of instinct I pulled my hand away and immediately beat myself up over it. "Shite your Shannon's sister?" The angel nodded her head.

"Listen I didn't mean to hit her I promise!" I had to get a hold of myself before I ended up grabbing her hand again.

"Whatever just stay away from my sister alright?" I inhaled sharply, the Lynch sisters were two people I couldn't stay away from now.

"I can't," it was the truth. I felt I owed Shannon and after Gibsie stole her folder for me I felt terrible. Shannon had been bullied to an insane degree. Even though she had Claire and Lizzie at school, I could defend her against all the other fuckers who dared to look at her in the wrong way.

Quinn raised her eyebrows, "the fuck you mean you can't?" I shrugged.

"I mean I can't leave her alone. I feel like I owe her so I've been looking out for her."

Quinn rolled her eyes, "listen I appreciate you looking out for her but that's it alright? You so much as look at her wrong for even a second and I'll kill ya?" I nodded to mesmerized to speak.

"Quinn get your fatass over here and dance with me bitch!" I turned my head around to find a brunette calling her name. Even though they were obviously friends for some reason I was pissed that someone was calling Quinn a bitch.

She was anything but a bitch. I watched as Quinn downed one of our shots and left. She joined her friend and started dancing.

Quinn danced like there was no one else in the room, like she didn't care what anyone else thought. I couldn't help but stare at her, I hadn't noticed before but she was wearing a tiny skirt that made me want to die.

I noticed as she glanced over at me and saw me staring. Her gaze fell to my hand before she quickly turned back.

Then the worst possibly fucking thing happened. Bella Wilkinson. She noticed me and walked over. She immediately sat on my lap and started running her hands all over my body.

I tried to ignore the pain in my balls as she grinded on them. I looked over her shoulder to try and find Quinn but she was gone.

"Bella please get off me," I said calmly not wanting to make a scene. She seemed to hear "yes Bella continue," she moved her hand down to my abs and kissed my jaw.

"Bella no, I don't want this please get off." It was like talking to a brick wall. I put my hands on her hips and gently pushed her away. "Bella get off me."

"Baby it's alright," she whispered in my ear. I pushed a little harder, I didn't want to hurt her but I needed to get her off me.

I turned my head slightly and saw Quinn and some guy leaving out the side door.

"Bella get the fuck off him he's saying no!" Gibs yelled, she groaned but she moved off me. Instead of on me she sat directly next to me and still had a leg over mine.

I'd rather have her there than on top of me. "I'll be right back," Gibs said before leaving out the side door of the bar.

A few minutes later the door opens again. My angel was back, the sight of her had me raging though. Her hair was messy and there was dark purple hickey on her neck. I wanted to kill the motherfucker who touched her.

I had no right to feel this way, I had only just met her and yet I felt like I knew her. Her top was wrinkled and her skirt was lifted slightly. I was snapped back into reality when Bella's arm wrapped around my neck and her mouth to my jaw.

I grabbed her hand and unwrapped it before scooting away from her. "Bella seriously fuck off."

She scoffed but thankfully took the hint and left. Then Gibsie and that guy Quinn left with came back in.

Gibs sat down but I was staring at the guy. His hair was all messy and lipstick was smeared onto his face. A perfect kiss mark on his neck. It was Quinn's lipstick.

The sight of him had me fuming.

For some reason a few moments later he was bolting out of the door. Quinn was laughing.

A part of me knew I was supposed to see her again.

A part of me knew I would.

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