"So the boys and I are going out tonight, wanna go?" You and Ian sat on the couch in your apartment together watching some movie on Netflix. Ian's eyes drifted down to you and studied you action. You sat cross legged while you examined your nails. You had a bad habit of picking at your cuticles when you forgot stressed or upset and this annoyed you. You never noticed when you started to do it so you never stopped.
"No thanks." You looked up from your nails to Ian and smiled softly. "I'm pretty tired and wanna stay in tonight."
Ian frowned a little and nudged you with his shoulder, " Come one, you haven't gone out to get drinks with his yet and you've been here for almost two month now." Ian hand found a place on your thigh and he leaned his head back watching you. "It's tons of fun," he cooed.
You shrugged and sighed, "I guess it wouldn't kill me. Count me in." Smiling you pushed up to his face and kissed his cheek. "Just let me know when we go." Standing up you started to the kitchen and looked back at him, "Come help me cook something." With a smirk Ian stood and followed you into the kitchen.
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Standing in front of your full length mirror staring at your outfit, a gray mock tank top dress with some layered necklaces and a pair of black wedges. You weren't sure if a dress was a good idea while you went out to drink but shrugging you grabbed your phone and walked out. You figured that you wouldn't drink that much tonight, since you would have to be the mom and keep watch on everyone. Last time you had gone out with friends it was with Sonja and her friends and you had to watch everyone, it sucked, which made you dread tonight.
Thump thump thump. You ignored the knocking as your eyes searched for your keys and purse in the living room, walking in circles until you found it under the coffee table. THUMP. This time the knock was giant as if someone was wanting to knock your door down. Slinging your purse strap over your shoulder you walked to the door and flung it open. "Wow, you guys need to chill." Ian stood beside George, who looked like he already had one too many. Max stood in the back with a girl who was a bit shorter than him. You remember when you stalked Ian's friend, Max had a girlfriend.
"He's already started to pre game." Ian spoke deeply as he rolled his eyes. He outstretched hand and smiled, "Let's go bud, you're in for a good night." You took his hand as you stepped out and shut the door behind you. "You look hot tonight by the way." Ian leaned into your ear and whispered, his voice sent chills across your skin and you smirked.
"Thanks.." You spoke softly and kissed his cheek. You started following the rest of the crew as you dragged him along. Outside the building an uber awaited and you felt better knowing an uber was transportation tonight. As you climbed in you slid in between George and Ian. You ran your fingers through your hair and leaned your head on Ian's shoulder as you guys traveled to the bar.
After a 15 minute drive you guys arrived and all flooded out. You look around, people leaving and entering the bar, smells of restaurants and alcohol, the strip you were on bustled with energy. Ian grabbed your hand and looked around. Looking up you studied his face, it was very solid, no expression. His eyes searched through the crowd as you two walked behind the group you came with. Walking into the bar a blast of cold air hit you and you sucked in a breath as the smell of alcohol made you excited.
"Hey, let's go get some drinks. Girls stay at the table with George." Max spoke loudly over the noise and turned to the bar with Ian. As you and George sat down, Max's girl friend sat down beside you. You decided it'd be best to get to know her and she ended up being super nice. Her name was Katt and she was also from Australia. While you guys talked for a few minutes the boys came back with drinks. You all started with shots and made cheers before taking them. As you took the shot you could feel the burning sensation go down your throat.
Suddenly you felt warm breath on your ear and heard Ian's voice, "And don't worry, Katt is taking care of us tonight, which means you are free to get as drunk as you want." Your eyes found his face as you turned to him and you grinned.
"That is fantastic to know." With a grin you took another shot and hit the glass down on the table and met Ian's gaze.
"Damn, hard ass over here." He chuckled as he took a shot and chased it with another drink. It was strong smelling but you had no clue what he was mixing. You were curious and took the glass from his hand and sipped from it. You cringed and set it back in front of Ian.
"No thanks." You took a drink of the fuzzy navel you had and smiled, "That's more my style." Ian chuckled and rolled his eyes as he sipped more from the glass.
After just 30 minutes you guys were running low on alcohol again so you and George decided to get the next round. You two pushed through the crowd to the bar as you guys cracked jokes and chatted. He was a cool guy and was even funnier when intoxicated, it was great. You ordered a round tequila shots and two rounds of fireball. George ordered some sort of summer shandy, which you were interested in trying. As you waited George got separated from you and you didn't realize it. There were three or four guys that came in between the two of you but you were too focused on waiting for your drinks.
You felt a hand on your waist and looked over to a tall guy with dark hair. It wasn't Ian. You pushed the arm away and snapped on him. "Don't fucking touch me." You looked up to his face and he had dark green eyes and he looked like he was drunk out of his mind. Granted you weren't that far away either, but you had grip on who he was and he wasn't Ian.
"Don't be a bitch, I'm just trying to be friendly." He grinned as he got closer, both his hands finding your waist. His fingers grilled your waist tightly and you winced in pain.
"I'm not, I have a boyfriend and I don't want to hook up." Your hand grabbed his arm and you dug your nails into his skin. You pushed at him and took a step back.
His face scrunched up and he let go of your waist, "What the fuck? Are you kidding me?" He lashed out with an angry tone and his hand grabbed your arm again and he pulled you as he started to walk. You tried to fight him but he was bigger than you. Your eyes frantically searched for George as you left the bar and you started to cry out.
"George! George!" You figured he was too drunk to know where you were at or had already went to the table. So you decided to call out for the other people in your group. "Katt! Ian! Oh my god get off me." You hit the guys arm again and used your nails to claw him again, but no luck. "Why is no one helping me?" A few people watched but did nothing. What the fuck is wrong with these people? Suddenly you saw a girl come towards you, "Ih my god help me!" You reached out for her and she grabbed your arm.
"Hey I've got you!" Her hand he,d you tightly as she pulled opposite and threw the guy off his course. He looked back and chuckled.
"Get the fuck off her." He pushed the girl back and pulled you closer to him. His hands were wrapped around your waist, and his arms pushed underneath your boobs. You felt him his breath as he leaned into your ear and whisper, "Don't try to fight, that only makes me want you more." Oh my god, as if. You rolled your eyes and stopped your legs from moving. He tried to push you along but you squirmed in his grip.
"Ian Carter!" You practically screamed his name and you heard him call back.
"(Y/n)!?" You could hear the panic in his voice. Your eyes searched frantically for him until you felt a sting to your face. You looked up at the guy and furrowed your brows. You reached up and clawed at his face. "Don't fucking hit me." Your nails grazed his face and left red marks. His hands tightened in your waist and he threw you to the ground.
"Crazy bitch." He took his foot back as he was about to kick you until you saw a figure run up beside him and sock him in the side of his face. Holy shit. You grinned as the guy stumbled back and looked around for who hit him, you saw the figure dart back out of the crowd and suddenly you felt arms around your waist as they dragged you back. You looked behind you and saw Ian's face. You smiled as you felt tears start to swell up in your eyes. You had never been happier to see him.
Ian helped you stand up and the two of you darted through the crowd and stepped outside. Ian looked around for somewhere to sit and he found a few outside tables. He walked you over to one and sat you down. He sat beside you and turned to face you as he checked your face. Your eyes were glued to his, he was so worried about you and his fingers ran over the finger marks the guy left in your face. "Does this hurt?"
You shrugged, "It stings, but I feel better now." You wiped tears and tucked your hair behind your ear. "Thank you so much. I'm sorry." You leaned into him and wrapped your arms around his neck. He took you into a hug and started to us quietly to calm you down.
"This is not your fault, don't apologize. I'm just glad I found you in time." Ian spoke gently as he stroked your back with his hand. You took a deep breathe and pulled back, your eyes meeting his.
"I told you I wanted to stay home." You gave him a frown and he chuckled.
"I'm sorry (y/n), we can stay in from now on."
