In Between

Chapter 3: I'm Not as Think as You Drunk I am

"Hey beautiful," A tall guy with icy, pale, teal eyes the color of the Dead Sea smiled. His skin was tan and his messy dark brown, almost black hair had a blue highlight and just barely came over his eyes. His left ear, and lip were both pierced. Peeking out from under the sleeve of his white t-shirt was what seemed to be a black and white tattoo of a sugar skull with certain blue color accents.

Parker raised an eyebrow, "And who are you?"

The man smiled, "Hopefully, Your next boyfriend." He chuckled, "My names Kian. Kian Dawson. Pleasure to meet you."

Parker laughed, fixing her hair, "Believe me, the pleasure is mine."

Kian took the seat next to her, "Let me buy you a drink."

"I've had a few too many already," She blushed.

Kian held up four fingers, "How many fingers am I holding up?"

"Uh, I don't think it works like that."

"How many?" He continued, completely ignoring her.

"Four."

"You're definitely not drunk enough yet." He grinned, ordering a line of shots.

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"FUCK, THIS MUSIC IS SO LOUD!" Carter shouted over the song blasting though the speakers.

"YEAH, I LOVE HOW YOU CAN FEEL THE BASS IN YOUR HEART. IT KIND OF REMINDS ME OF WARPED TOUR," Mattheus shouted back, "IT ALSO KIND OF MAKES MY HEAD HURT, BUT I THINK THATS JUST THE LIQUOR."

"YEAH PROBABLY!" Carter said still making sure she could be heard.

"I...I... LOVE YOU CARRRTERR," Mattheus slurred.

"YOU.. ARE NOT THE SLIGHTEST BIT SOBER ARE YOU?" Carter said then laughed, "I'M NOT EITHER HAHA."

"I LOVE YOUUUUU," he giggled ignoring the question, "A LOT."

"MATT?"

"YEAH?"

"FUCK, I'M PROBABLY GOING TO REGRET THIS. BUT I THINK I LOVE YOUU TOOOOO," she smiled, slurring her words, "SHIT," Carter suddenly tripped over probably her own feet, but luckily Mattheus reached out and caught her before she could collapse onto the floor. "Thanks," she murmured, resting her head on his shoulder.

Carter pushed off Mattheus and steadied herself. She looked up at him and they both smiled, Carter blushed but before she could say anything Mattheus pulled her closer.

Mattheus held a goofy grin on his face, "Shit, I like youuu," Then he kissed her.

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7 drinks later

"Now how many fingers am I holding up," Kian said holding up 4 fingers again.

"Still four," Parker laughed.

"Fuck! Why doesn't that work," he whined.

"You'reee drrrunnkk," Parker slurred.

"So are you," he said taking her hand and bringing her to the dance floor, "I'm less drunk though. I win."