Thomas Sangster: I Fell... In Love

Chapter VIII

Before we get back to the table, Thomas and I decide not to tell anyone just because we know how protective Dylan and the guys are and we don't want to start anything. We sit back down and soon enough, all of our drinks come. Well, almost all of them. 

"Excuse me?" I address the waiter in a forced polite way. He turns and looks at me, a creepy smile on his face.

"Yes?" he asks, slightly impatiently. 

"We seem to be missing a drink... A lime margarita?" I say, forcing a smile.

"Oh... My bad. I'll be right back." With that, he turns and heads to the bar. A few minutes later, he returns with my drink. 

"Thanks," I say, barely looking at him.

"Oh, it was my pleasure." He smiles at me with an evil looking glint in his eye. He turns and leaves, and Thomas nudges me with his elbow. 

"I wouldn't drink that if I were you. I could've swore that I saw him slip something into your drink," Thomas says, concern etched in his handsome face.

"Oh, don't be ridiculous. I'm sure it's fine," I smile and raise my glass. "Cheers!" I take a sip of my drink. Thomas shrugs and joins me.

About half an hour later, almost everyone is finished with their drinks. Everyone makes bathroom runs and gathers their stuff. I, having barely touched my drink, quickly down the rest of it. I stand up and instantly the room starts spinning. I must've started wobbling or something, because almost instantly Thomas is there. 

"Are you alright, love?" he asks gently.

"I think... I think I'm going to be sick." I run out the door and into the parking lot and just barely make it to the bushes before it starts coming back up. I throw up into the bushes a few times, then feel my legs start to collapse. A pair of strong arms catch me before I hit the ground. Thomas.

"Bailey? Are you alright?" he exclaims. Dylan runs out, his eyes widening at the scene. 

"What the hell happened?!" he asks, rushing over.

"That bloody bastard drugged her!" Thomas shouts. Instantly, Dylan gets a look in his eyes that's all too familiar. 

"I'll be right back," Dylan says before turning and heading back into the restaurant. I get up, with Thomas' help, and follow Dylan.

"... so don't EVER come near her again or I WILL end you." I hear shouting as soon as I enter. The waiter holds his nose, which appears to be bleeding. Even though I'm feeling a bit slow, I'm still able to connect the dots. Dylan punched him. The waiter glares at me. 

"Come on, everyone, let's leave." This comes from Ki, who starts ushering us all out of the restaurant. As I'm walking towards the car, the dizziness takes over again. I start to fall again, but this time it's Dylan who catches me. He sighs, then picks me up bridal style and carries me towards the car. I lay my head on his chest and feel unconsciousness start taking over. The last thing I remember is being gently set into the back seat, my head resting on Dylan's lap. Thomas gets into the drivers seat and Ki hops into the passenger seat. We start pulling out, and I finally give into the darkness closing in around me.