We spent the rest of the night laughing and talking, taking shots, and laughing and talking even more. I completely lost track of time, I didn't even bother to look at my phone all night.
"What time is it anyways? Aren't your parents wondering where you are?"
"Shit!" I said as I quickly pulled out my iPhone from back pocket. I unlocked my phone to find zero messages. I laughed to myself "wow, they didn't even notice I left. I literally have zero texts". Yup ladies and gentleman, this is my daily life struggle. Not even my PARENTS text me.
Kyle started chuckling while I glared at him with a smirk on my face "yeah yeah laugh all you want"
"It's okay I'm the same way, but seriously did you check what time it was? I left my phone at home" he said.
I checked my phone again. "It's 4:00 in the morning" I said letting out a small laugh as I saw the surprised look on his face.
"Oh I'm sorry, were you suppose to be home already? We can totally leave" I said with a concerned expression.
He give me a reassuring smile and says "nah don't worry about me, my parents are out of town and my brother is staying at my grandmas. I was just concerned about you"
Aw he's concerned about me. He's so cute I wanna eat his face!
"Well it is pretty late already, we should probably go", I gave him a little smile and got up but suddenly I lost my balance and almost tripped.
He quickly grabbed me by waist leading me to the door but stopping just before we actually went out.
"Guess those 25 shots finally kicked in huh?" He said while chuckling but still holding on to me.
"Oh god, I'm just buzzed. I'll be fine" I said giving him a reassuring smile.
"Yeah right, as soon as we go outside into the breeze you're gonna start feeling drunk. I assure you that"
"Well what about you Mr. Tough guy, you took just as many shots as me" I said in protest, suddenly feeling offended by his words.
"Yes but I've been drinking for years, I'm use to it. 25 shots does absolutely nothing. I come from a family who looks for any reason to throw parties at my house just so we can all drink" he said with a smile.
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"Well I'm sorry okay!" I say as I pout in protest and look down at my sneakers. "I can't let me parents see me like this, they trust me too much and I can't hurt them like that even if I am a little mad at them right now"
He looked at me for a moment then said "wait for me right here, I'll be right back"
I followed his every move as he went up to the bartender who was getting ready to close up the shop. "Don't bars usually close at 2?" I thought to myself out loud.
He returned to my side after 2 minutes of talking to the bartender and him giving Kyle a set of keys.
"What are those keys for?" I questioned
"There's my dads. He always leaves a spare car here in case of emergencies" he shrugged as if it was no big deal.
"Wait why would your dad leave a car at a random parking lot at a random bar?"
"Oh. Yeah, about that... My dad sorta owns this bar and many others" he said with an awkward laugh as he grabbed my waist and took us to the parked Mercedes" sitting outside.
