Little anxiety

Chapter 51 - Wasn't drunk enough

Shay's POV

Both the girls and the 'others' were staying at the same hotel all of is sharing the penthouse. Me and Holly had been bunked in the same bedroom as was Bethany and Abby - Ashton and Calum and lastly Luke and Michael.
Sadly the first night we arrived Holly ditched me for Ashton's supposedly more comfortable bed. What I didn't know was going through my Instagram feed I would be welcomed with the surprising yet un-surprising photos if Calum drunk AF, with multiple girls grinding on him. What was even more un-surprising was that one of those girls was Courtney. Sadly this made my blood boil an I instantly (without) thinking called our manager and demanded that Ian come on the tour with us. 

Jealousy was coursing through me, making me feel sick and I want Calum to feel the same way. So I brought in an alibi to help and for now I'm going clubbing to drown my sorrows in alcohol like any sane person would do.

The terrible club music thumped loudly inside my head as I began to sway towards the bar. I planned on drinking as much alcohol as I could afford and when I run out flirt with the bar tender for more. I was a hot mess right now, the effect Calum had on me was overwhelming and I hated it. I didn't want to like him let alone love him. Him and his beautiful dough eyes with the toned muscles and tattoos lining his arms not to mention the sound of his voice. It all had me weak at my knees and knowing he would never love me why would he I was.. Well me.

"Shay!, shay!" A familiar voice shouted over the music, turning in the bar stool I came face to face with the devil himself the devil that had me week at my knees.
"Well speak of the devil" I laughed sadistically before downing another shot and stumbling towards the crowed dance floor. As I began to move my body to the beat a pair of hands grasped my hips swayed with me. I was to drunk to care for who it was or what their intentions where but I guess Calum just wasn't drunk enough because another pair of hands quickly and swift pulled me of the man behind me.

"Shay, your drunk lets get home" He spoke as he dragged me towards the clubs exit. 

"Why do you call Courtney Baby girl and me only Shay? is it because you hate me that much or do I just disgust you?" Question flew out of my drunken mouth as my emotions had no filter. You know what they say 'drunken thoughts Sober words'

When we finally exited the crowed club, the coldness hit me and I breathed in  the fresh air but my relaxing moment was cut short when i was slammed against the club building.

Alright! what is up with Calum and walls, is it like a kink or fetish of his or something.

" You will never know how I feel about you, or how much I feel for you!" He yelled angrily with a hint of jealousy. 

"Why won't I ever know, huh are you to chicken to tell me how you feel" I yelled back not angry but drunk and still trying to make sense of what he said. "Because then we would have something in common because I'm too chicken to tell you how I feel" I whispered a regretful tear slipping down my cheek.

"For me?" He whispered back hope evident in his voice and confusion clear on his face.

"Yes you idiot, do you know how much I would love to love or even like Ian the way I do you" I laughed sadistically which I seemed to be doing a lot lately.

"Let's get you  home your drunker than I thought" He mumbled pushing the small of my back towards his Jeep.