Inevitable

Chapter 14

I'm sipping on my drink so hard I don't even realize that it's making that obnoxious slurping sound and every single one of the boys looks at me. Good first impression right?

I can't help but look away and hide my embarrassment by sinking down in my chair.

"No way. Rhennie? Jess?" I look up to see Liam's gorgeous smile.

"You're the girls that Calum has been dying for us to meet??"

"Guilty." Jess says putting her glass down on the table.

I can tell she is trying to act cool around them but inside she is dying to fan girl.

"Well, it looks like your plans tonight do get to have us involved after all." Zayn adds.

"Lucky you." I wink. Fuck. The alcohol is speaking for me. I have a feeling I'm going to have some balls tonight.

But for some reason I feel eyes on me that I didn't before. I'm scanning the club until I meet blue ones. His eyes are locked on mine. I can't look away. It's like this force is pulling me towards him. But I feel captive in my seat.

"Rhenn....Rhenn?.......helloooo?!?RHENNIELYNN!!"

I'm finally pulled out of my trance by Jess yelling at me. "Shit sorry! what were you saying?" Turning back to the boys and Jess.

"I asked if you guys wanted another drink?" Liam politely says again. He's careful, gentle almost. Very soft spoken and a gentleman.

Why am I examining him? He asked if I wanted a drink!

"Yes, um sure. Please." I say a little to quickly. I shyly look down. Afraid to turn beat red again in his angelic presence.

"So guys let's introduce everyone?"

Calum comes to where we are discussing drinks.

"Guys come over here!!" He yells at the boys who are straggling behind.

Everyone is in the VIP booth now. Calum talks for us. That which I am thankful for. I don't trust my voice. The alcohol isn't all the way through me yet. Damn it.

"Okay guys. The girls I've been talking about these past few days are absolutely amazing. You mates are our best friends and these girls are pretty close. We found it only right for everyone to meet. With that being said this is Rhennie" he gestures to me and I wave. The boys mumble their 'hellos' and I look down nervously again. " and this is Jess."

"Hello boys." She waves.

They return the gesture.

"Sorry to say boys but we've met these girls before." Louis say slinging his arm over Zayn's shoulder.

"What?" The blonde Irish boy asks.

"Yeah, in a diner in Boise a few months back. Zayn and I ran into them escaping from a mob of fans." Louis explains.

"Wait a minute. These girls also saved you from a swarm of fans?" Liam scratches his head in confusion.

"I was there to witness both. Just saying." Zayn shrugs it off like no big deal.

"Where the hell were we?" The voice was one I haven't heard yet. I look to my left and see brown curls hanging just above those gorgeous green eyes. Harry styles. Hellooo hottie. Here comes the alcohol...

"You weren't there. Obviously." Louis states sassily.

"You don't have to be an ass Lou." Harry shoves his shoulder.

"Well, now that everyone has met, lets get our drinks?" Liam offers.

"Yeah!!!" I yell raising my hands above my head.

I get amused looks from the boys along with some chuckles.

"What she said!" Zayn chimes in with me.

Everyone heads to the bar to order their drinks. There are a ton of bar tenders so the wait wasn't too bad. When everyone gets their drinks the groups start to form. Calum, Michael and three other girls in one, Jess, Zayn, Louis, and I in the second, and Harry, Niall, Ashton, Liam, and Luke in another.

The music started to move through my body. The alcohol soothes my nerves and I act like myself. It surges through my body making me feel incredible. I feel on top of the world right now.

"Rhennie would you like to dance?" His British accent clear as day. Glancing up to meet two blue orbs staring back in to my hazel ones.

I set both our drinks on the bar.

"Hell yes! let's go boogie Louis Tomlinson!" I grab his hand and lead him to the dance floor.

Once we are on the dance floor he lightly grabs my waist and turns me around. My back is against his chest. I take in his warmth. I feel comfortable with him. He smells of expensive cologne and alcohol. A scent I'm not used to. He isn't very tall and neither am I. I have stilettos on and I'm still a couple inches shorter than him.

My hips start to sway to the beat. His hands rest on my hips. He follows my pace and rhythm. He is quite a good dancer. The song is very sexual. Both of us are getting into it. He turns me around to face him. I wrap my arms around his neck. His hands are a bit lower on my hips then they were before. His blue eyes are dark now. Almost gray. They look different. Like they are filled with desire.

He pulls me in closer to him. My chest is against his now.

"My my. Rhennie. You my love are quite a good dancer."

" You're not so bad yourself Tomlinson." I say cooly.

"I know." He smirks

" I haven't stopped thinking about how we met at the diner." He slurs slightly. Obviously the alcohol is talking for him.

"Me either. How could I not. I'm a huge fan and in love with you five boys that clearly I would never have a chance with."

"Oh, I wouldn't say that."

"What do you me--" i was not expecting the answer I received. But before I could comprehend what he meant. A pair of deliciously pink lips were on mine. I could taste the alcohol on his breath. I kiss him back immediately. He flicks his tongue against my lip asking for an entrance. I gladly oblige. Here I am tipsy in a club with Louis fucking Tomlinson sucking face on a dance floor. All I could think was. Holy shit. What is happening. What did I do to deserve this miracle?!

He's going to regret this. I however, certainly will not.