Parte 5

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"Mr. Nathan! Long time no see!" The guy at the entrance greets me.

I look at Serena who's standing confidently and laugh "yeah, it's been a while."

"Please, let me help you in," I smile as he leads us inside, past the line.

Serene's mouth is wide open, and she already looks like a hoe, she doesn't need to show us how wide she can open it. I place my index and middle finger under her chin and pull it up.

"He obviously looks under age!" She argues, making sure the guy doesn't hear her.

"You're so dumb," I smile and move away after the big guy.

"Would you like a change of clothes, sir?" He asks warmly with his hands behind his back, After we get to our table.

"Yes please," I smile nicely and take a seat opposite to the 'minor'.

"Why are you sitting!" She pulls me by the arm "We're here to dance, come on dance with me" she begs hugging my arm closer to her bare chest.

"I'll pass, I have to be here to watch over him, plus I'm really tired" I free my hand away from her and sit back again. I really do need to watch after him, if he gets his ass in any trouble it would be bad. Even though I know we'll quickly be out of it.

"Whatever, I'll be there" she points to the dance floor as I simply nod knowing she wont be able to hear me.

She leaves and the Lantern finally speaks up "you could go you know, I'm not a kid to look after. You could dance with her have a drink or two. Maybe even get drunk and get laid." he says rather annoyed.

I know where this is going, so I go on with it. "But I said I was tired, big boy" I smirk at him. "Tomorrow sounds good to get laid"

"Obv-" the waitress cut him off, "Evening gentlemen, what can I get you?" She asks in the most seductive voice I heard and pauses for a second "Mr. Nathan! Hello, should I get you your drink?" As talkative as I remember her, as slutty too.

"Yeah, sounds perfect" I look toward the kid. And with that she walks away.

"I dont drink" he says toughly with his arms crossed.

"Tonight you will, why don't you have some fun? Drink, dance, enjoy" I suggest, while the waitress has already disappeared. He simply sighs. "What's her name?" I finally reach the hard way to get to him.

I finally grab his attention that he asks "who's name?"

"That chick, the one you like, is she ignoring you?" I ask knowingly.

"Her name?" He pauses for a second and chuckles, arms still crossed "Whatever" he rolls his eyes "Well her name, is Sam"

"Cool, why don't you-"

"Your drinks, sir" she comes back with a Vodka bottle, and god knows how many neon coloured shot glasses. "and your shirt" she hands me a nearly folded white basic, and places the shot glasses neatly in two rows one infront of me and him, she clicks the bottle open and pours the two rows she made earlier.

"Drink!" I command taking my first shot looking him straight in the eye. He confidently takes his without flinching, but he's holding it in, his eyes say it all. I copy the gesture and take another. It becomes a challenge as he takes another.

I laugh because he thinks he stands a chance. Soon enough he becomes unsteady, and trembles on his own words.

Serena comes back with a phone pressed against her ear and a hand on the other.

"Yes.. Nothing.. Now? Okay" with that she hangs up.

She almost reads my mind replying it was her mom. She called to say that they're heading home.

I look over my wrist and it unbelievably reads 11:50. I could swear it was 7 an hour ago, if I didn't have a watch.

"We need to get home," she blurts out. I nod understandingly and get up. I place Eric's arm over my shoulder and walk him to the entrance. Boy is it a long way, now that I have someone on my shoulder. I see the waitress and ask her to get my car out until we make it to the front door with the kid fighting to stay longer.

"Noooo, I like it here!" He fights out of my arms, but isn't winning, his size compared to mine is nothing.

When we head outside I lift the passenger seat up and get him inside, when he gets away from the door I return the seat to its place and make sure Serena is seated comfortably before slamming the door shut. I walk to my driver seat steadily, drinking doesn't have this impact on me no more, just slight dizziness an Asprin would fix, and get to the main road.

"Take a right here" after around fifteen minutes, we make it to the neighbourhood, and stop near their door.

"I'm sorry" she apologises,

"What for? Leaving me with your drunk brother? Having me to carry him all the way to my car? pshht, its fine." I reply sarcastically. Waving my hands in the air.

"Actually I'm sorry for what I'm about to do" her face expression changes. As she places her hand on the handle.

"No." I stop for a second "you wouldn't"

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