Whiskey Lullabies

Chapter 1

Everything stopped.

The dancers, the cheering, the music, the feeling of bodies pressed against mine. All that was left was the ache to feel nothing.

I tipped the small shot glass to my mouth and downed the liquid fire, it burning all the way down my throat. I hissed and slammed the glass down on the counter face down.

Everyone around the bar started cheering and suddenly all of the feeling came back. I started cheering along with them and waltz my way over to the dance floor. I was surrounded by desperate girls and I knew I wouldn't wind up going home alone.

I was about to walk over to a particularly drunk looking girl, but something caught my eye. It was a guy I had never seen in this bar before. He looked... different to say the least. He was also standing alone, so I decided to go talk to him.

The closer I got to him the more I realized how different he was. He had black hair and the clearest blue eyes I have ever seen. He was a bit shorter than me by the looks of it, and he was wearing a black 'Muse' t-shirt. 

"Hey." I said leaning against the wall next to him. He took another sip of his drink and looked at me.

"Hi." He said, giving me a slight nod. I looked into his eyes and was mesmerized. "What are you doing back here? Did you get lost or something?" I laughed slightly and looked at him.

"Not really, my friends wanted to come here so I tagged along thinking it would be fun, but it turns out they had other idea. I'm pretty sure they are in that sweat pit over there." Be pointed to the crowd of people dancing to a remix of some pop song.

"Oh. Well I guess it's just you and I until they get back." He looked up at me and smiled.

"That sounds great".

*2 hours later*

"No way! Muse will always be my favorite band!" Phil, (as I had learned recently) exclaimed. We had been talked for hours and realized that we both loved the same things! We currently were arguing over Muse. It was really nice to see someone just as passionate about music as I was.

"I can 100% agree with that!" Phil smiled and laughed slightly.

"Hey! Do you maybe want to go get dinner somewhere a bit more quiet? My friends are probably shit-faced so they won't care?" Phil looked at me and blushed slightly.
"Uh- never mind actually... It was a dumb idea." He awkwardly scratched the back of his head.

I laughed slightly and put my cup down. "It actually sounds like an amazing idea.. I'm starving!"

Phil smiled at me and threw his empty can of soda away. "Well. Let's go then!"

Phil grabbed my hand and pulled me towards the door. The feeling of his skin touching mine made my stomach flip over. My entire body ached to be closer to him, but I didn't want to screw this up. And besides, I didn't swing that way right?

* SO I NEW STORY?
I OBVIOUSLY WILL CONTINUE WRITING MT PARENT PHAN STORY BUT I GOT INSPIRED TO WRITE THIS ONE..

IDK LET ME KNOW WHAT YOU GUYS THINK.

LOVE YA
-J