"I can't find anything cool in here"I said as I threw away another black shirt. I used to think that those plain black shirts were cool as fuck but look at me now, I was having trouble finding a shirt for a girl. She was just a girl. Wrong, I can't get her out of my mind. She was addictive as if she were alcohol or worst, drugs.
I was so outmatched with her, I should've gotten a band shirt or a rock tank earlier. Letting out a groan I settled with one of my many black shirts. I grabbed my leather jacket and slipped on some straight-cut black jeans. Trust me, I wasn't a type of guy who would look hot in skinny jeans. I wasn't Luke Hemmings or Calum Hood who had skinny legs.
I looked to my mirror and released a sigh as I looked at my reflection in the mirror. I didn't like the result at all, but it'll have to do for the mean time before I'll go shopping again.
I adjusted my collar before heading towards the car. I was going to be late judging by the time. I sped a bit definitely anticipating a speed ticket sent to my house tomorrow.
After a few breaks I finally arrived at the club. Loud music was blasting from the speakers. People were grinding against each other in a rather inappropriate way. My eyes scanned the club hoping to find a pair of hazel eyes.
My eyes landed on Hallie quickly as she was the star of the show at the club. She was standing on top of the table and had a cup of liquor in her hand as she swayed along with the music. A couple of the guys seemed to be eyeing her but she didn't mind. She didn't care and smiled.
"Hallie!" I said loud enough for her to hear, hopefully. Her eyes soon turned from cheerful to serious in a blink of an eye. Was it something I said?
"Ryan is it?" She said as she jumped off the table. "I'll be back soon charlie" She whispered to one of her friend's ear as she received a nod from her friend. "What's up Junior? Let me go get you a drink." She dragged me through the crowd of sweaty bodies.
"2 shots Fabian" She said to the bartender.
"Who's your new friend Hal"
"A junior" She said bluntly as the bartender, Fabian, passed us 2 shots. I was hesitant at first before chugging the liquid down my throat.
"This isn't your first shot right? I'm definitely throwing you out if it is."
"Nope, I've passed out before" I told her as my phone started ringing.
" A phone call in the middle of the club ." She said in an annoyed tone.
"It might be important I'll see you in a second"
I ran outside the club and took my phone out.
"Hello?"
"Ryan, are you free?"
"Sean? What's up man"
"Well, I'm kinda lonely now. Want to go for a walk like yesterday? Except no bringing crazy girls home."
"Sorry Sean, I can't I'm at a friends"I lied.
"Is that music in the background Ryan? Are you in a club?"
"Oops sorry Sean I gotta go. My friend's calling me" I said quickly making an excuse before things get suspicious for me and him. Sean never liked Hallie and he'll give me a damn long lecture for hanging out with her. Sean is my best buddy but he is also like an over protective brother I never had. Kyle honestly wouldn't even give a Damn.
I turned around on my heels only to get my head hit (not literally), the club wasn't like any other club. It was rather broken, It had graffiti and the walls were only plain old cement. The DJ equipment was also rubbish.
I rushed back in to find Hallie chatting with a muscular guy. He was wearing a tank with chains around and tattoos inked allover his arm and neck with a lip piercing.
"Hey Chad, that's Junior that I've been telling you about." She said as she finally noticed me approaching them.
"Seriously Hal? That's him. Looks like a weakling." I scoffed at the comment about me. I might look like a weakling but I ain't that tiny.
"Take it easy on the Junior Chad. He doesn't even have any tattoos yet." Chad shot me a look before disappearing into the crowd.
"Seriously a plain black T-shirt Ryan"
"I tried to look my best."
"You wanna be punk Junior?" I hesitated at first before I answered.
"I guess"
"You try to look your worst If you want to be punk."
"How"
"Rip your clothes, rip your jeans, dye your hair in ways you'll never dye them."
"So basically I need to change who I am."
"I guess."
I placed a hand over my forehead. There's no turning back to this.
"you don't like good boys do you."
Hallie quickly walked away from me as I finished my statement. Did I do anything wrong?
"Wait Hallie!" I said grabbing her wrist.
"Goodnight I'll see you tomorrow"
"where"
"I'll find you"
And with that she disappeared.
Heyyyheyyyy okay so school I'd a bitch as usual buttttttttttt I am writing a Ryden fic and damn I'm excited!!!!!
