(One)
You practically were fuming when you saw your boyfriend of two years making out with some slut at the bar. Lately he's been avoiding you and staying out late. Curiosity got the best of you and that lead to you following him one night.
"Give me something strong," You said to the bartender.
You've been watching your now ex-boyfriend, all night. Wondering if he'll eventually see you. obviously he wasn't going to anytime soon, since he's occupied with her.
"Here's your drink," The bartender put it down. You quickly drowned the drink, still pretty pissed about how you were being cheated on.
"Shitty night?" someone asked beside you.
"What's it to you?" You spat, obviously not in the mood.
He put his hand up in surrender, "Just asking."
You looked up at him, raising an eyebrow. He was cute, you'll give him that.
"So what happened?" He asked
"That is non of your business," You stated, "I don't even know your name."
"The names Vic," He said, "Vic Fuentes. Can you tell me now?"
You laughed, amused. Then you finally caved in.
"Well, Vic. My boyfriend- now ex-boyfriend- is right over there, cheating on me." You said, still hurt by it. He looked over at where you're looking at, his face scrunched in disgust.
"With that?" He laughed.
You rolled your eyes, "Obviously."
"He's obviously not grateful for what he has." You looked at him stunned. "Why so shocked?"
"No one has ever told me that." you mumbled.
"That he should be grateful?"
You looked him, "Yeah, everyone always said I should be grateful of him."
"Well, their stupid for even thinking that." You smiled.
" (y/n) " You said, "That's my name."
"Beautiful" He smiled at you, he reached over the table and grabbed a pen and paper. He quickly wrote down something and handed it over to you.
"Call me sometime (y/n). I would love to see you again."
For once that night, you felt beautiful.
