The boy next door

Chapter 7

"Can I buy you a drink?" He smiled charmingly.
"Sure?" I said, smiling back.
Jack(ass) left to get us some drinks from the other side of the clustered room, and came back with one.
"So we're sharing?" I asked, confused.
"No, I didn't want one." He said.
I nodded and sipped the drink I'd been given.
So me and Jack talked, and talked, and as we talked I drank more and more. But not once did I even mention Maddie, for once in my life I was talking about myself confidently to a guy!
Luckily for me Maddie wasn't watching, she was off flirting with another guy, she's so typical!
"Have you seen that film, there's a girl in my soup?" He asked.
"Ugh, I hate that film, the guy picking up the young girl is like 50! And he's such an ugly, annoying little play boy!" I ranted.
"Really? I quite like that film, it shows you can find love with someone no matter what age, or anything else." He said, sounding so pationatly, it made me snigger.
"So are you trying to tell me your actually a really old man trying to get with me?" I laughed.
"Not old man, but I am trying to get with you." He said so confidently and cool, that I couldn't help but bite my lip.
Jack reached forward and stroked my hair out of my face.
I felt so drunk and so in love that I didn't even hold him off me when he tried to kiss me, In Fact I might even have been holding him on me? I wrapped my arms around his neck, and he held my waste, I could feel his soft hands pulling me off my chair, and onto his lap. I don't know how long we made out for but I knew that quite a few people where watching, but little did I know Maddie was one of them.