Dark - L. P.

Chapter 19

- EDITED - 

Niall and I had been chatting for quite some time. We talked about everything and anything. He is such a sweetheart and very cute. He got up and walked to the bathroom. I picked up my phone and just checked my social media. As I was scrolling through my Instagram, the bartender approached me.

"So, is that your boyfriend?" he asked, giving me a cheeky smile.

"No no, just a good friend. I don't date right now" I blurred out. Maybe I should stop drinking soon. Niall had bought me a drink earlier, but only a cider. Two drinks are sort of enough for me if I don't want to get drunk. The bartender got silent for a second, he just smiled at me. His brown hair looked so nice and his blue eyes were to die for, just like Niall's.

"Could I buy you a drink?" he asked.

"No thank you, I don't accept things from strangers" I giggled as I put my phone back in my purse. Someone a little further down the bar wanted to order something, so he walked over to them. As I looked over to the table with the other guys, Niall had now joined them. We quickly made eye contact and he pointed down at his phone. He was typing something. I took my phone out again and saw the message.

"Just let me know if you want me to come save you" Niall sent me. He is really such a sweetheart.

"I am so sorry about that" the bartender was back again. "And sorry for not properly introducing myself, I'm Evan" he smiled at me.

"Faith" I said and shook his hand. He told me how pretty my name was, and that is what most people say. I like it way better than my middle name, but what I really love about my name is the meaning to it. Just to have faith in something. And I feel like it really suits me.

"Now Faith, can I buy you that drink?" Evan smiled at me. I nodded and he asked me what I wanted. I got another cider and I ended up sitting there while finishing my drink. We chatted a bit, but our conversation kept getting interrupted by customers. I friended him on Facebook and then walked back over to the table again.

"Nice of you to join us!" Amy smiled when I sat down.

"Sorry, cute bartender!" I giggled. I could feel Liam's eyes staring at me. I wanted to look at him so badly, but I didn't. I could see that his hand was now on Jennifer's thigh, but I really didn't care at this moment. I began chatting with Miranda and Niall about some stuff and I suddenly looked at the time. 2AM. We should get home soon. I told Miranda and Amy that I wanted to go home, but none of them were actually going home to our place. Miranda was going with Louis and Amy was going with Bella. Well that's nice I thought to myself. I hugged Miranda and Amy, and said goodbye quickly to the others. As I was walking out of the bar, someone tapped me on the shoulder. I turned around and saw Niall.

"Do you want me to go out and wait with you?" he asked with a smile. How can someone be so nice?

"Thank you, but I'll be fine! Miranda said to text her when I get home, so I will be just fine" I said and kissed his cheek. He blushed a little bit, but after reassuring him once again, he walked back to the table. I waved goodbye to the others and walked outside. As I was waving to them, I saw Liam giving me a death glare.

I stood outside waiting for my Uber, but it was taking forever. Before I knew it, Evan was standing outside with me, smoking a cigarette. He asked me if I wanted one, but I politely declined. He walked a bit closer to me and I could really smell the smoke. He smiled at me and I smiled back. He had such beautiful eyes, and I found myself lost in them. Seconds later his lips were on mine. He tasted like Pepsi Max and smoke.

"What the fuck are you doing?" I heard a voice screaming. We broke the kiss and I saw Liam walking towards us. He grabbed onto Evan's shirt and put him against the wall.

"You think you can take advantage of her just cause she's drunk?" Liam yelled at his face. Evan's face was filled with shock and, not quite fear, but more like surprise.

"I am not drunk!" I yelled at him. Liam turned to me and his eyes were completely dark. "If someone is drunk here, it is you!" I screamed at him as I pushed him away from Evan. I looked at Liam with such anger, and he gave me the same look right back. I turned to Evan and apologized. He shrug it off and walked back inside. I'm just glad they didn't start throwing punches. I snapped out of my thoughts and looked at Liam.

"You are unbelievable" I said and started to walk. I grabbed my phone to see where my Uber was, only to find out that he had canceled on me. Great. I dialed the number for taxi and hit call.

"What are you doing?" Liam asked. He was standing right behind me.

"Calling a taxi, what else does it look like?" I said and turned back around. He then grabbed my phone and hung up. Just as I was about to speak, he started walking towards the cars.

"Come on, I'm taking you home" he said and reached for me. I stood still.

"You're drunk! I'm not letting you drive me home!" I said and walked towards him. "Now give me back my phone"

"I haven't touched a drink all night, so yes, I am taking you home" he said and unlocked his car. He gave me a look as he gestured for me to come over.

"You seriously think I am going to let you take me home, after you act like this?!" I raised my voice.

"Faith, just, please get in the car" he said with a low but firm voice as he opened the passenger door. I walked over to the car and got it, not saying a word. I got in the car and it was silent. He started the engine and backed out of the parking lot. He didn't say a word either. We drove for a couple of minutes, and then I realized that he was going in the wrong direction.

"Why aren't you taking me home?" I asked as I searched through my purse for my phone.

"I'm taking you back to my place" he said, but kept his eyes on the road, not looking over at me at all. I quickly realized that he still had my phone and I asked for it back. He declined.

"Liam. I do not want to go to your place, I want to go home" I said and I was starting to get annoyed.

"I don't want you to go home alone when you're drunk" he said and gave me a quick look. He pulled up to a driveway and parked his car.

"I am not drunk!" I said and threw my hands in the air.

"Fine, but I'm still not letting you go home alone" he said and turned off the engine. He opened the door and walked out of the car. He walked around to my side and opened the door, gesturing for me to go out of the car.

"I said no" he looked at me with this almost sad face, and then he reached out his hand.

"Please Faith, I want to talk"