I don't want to go back inside, I don't want to take any chances bumping into Luke again, but here I am. Sitting at the bar once again swaying my stool from left to right. Trying to keep my head straight, so why do I keep ordering more shots? I can't drown away what just happened. By now, it's just a routine. I clank the glass on the counter to get the bartender's attention, indicating for another one. This time he responds, "That'll be $5.50, please."
"But, I thought it was free?"
"Only until midnight. It's 12:05" He points out. I let out a groan, and dramatically drop my head onto the counter.
"Here." I slightly lift my head up to see a tall figure hand the bartender exact change. Another shot sits in front of me.
"Thanks." I tell the stranger. I down it and set it back onto the counter.
"I'm sorry if my friend disturbed you." He apologizes.
"Who?"
"The guy with the lip things, he had his nose pierced too." He indicates. Ugh, he knows Luke too? He's the last guy I want on my mind.
"Luke? yeah, it's fine. It's whatever." I wave him off, trying to discreetly lose conversation with him.
"You know him?" He asks. I give him a short nod. I'm happy he doesn't continue to interrogate me, as far as he knows he probably thinks I'm another one of Luke's toys. Am I? How did he feel about our heated encounter? He's done it many times before, what makes me so special? Maybe that's why I'm thinking about this too much. Maybe, I don't want Luke to see me as just another girl he's messed around with.
"I'm James." He half-smiles, showing off his one dimple piercing. His designed buzz cut on the side of his head distracts me. Stupidly, I elevate my finger and trace the design. I let out a dry giggle. He pushes my finger away from his head. "..and you are?"
"Drunk." I state with a straight face, but it doesn't stay like that for long. I burst into fit. I go from moody to giddy in just one moment. James observes me with patience, waiting for my sudden outburst to die down. "Lyla." I reply sobering up a little.
Without warning my stool spins around, forcing me to face a familiar curly haired beauty.
"There you are!" I take two of my fingers and salute her.
"Here I am."
"My parents are going to be home soon, and honestly I thought you were going to be the designated driver, but I guess not." I'm a mess right now, maybe it's best for me to just go home. I can't go home like this, at this point I'd have to be carried to the car. I sigh deeply.
"Okay, let's go. Bye Jack." I say getting up from the stool
"It's James." He corrects me. I mumble a sorry and stumble off with Alisha.
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Luke's POV:
Hold on. Hold on. What the fuck.
I haven't moved an inch from this couch since Lyla hopped off of me. My pants are still noticebly a little tighter than usual. The whole reason I came here was to keep my mind off of her and this is what I get? My lips are still swollen from her kiss, her scent is nuzzled into my shirt. Out of the corner of my eye I see a girl slowly making her way into my field of vision
"Hey honey, you look pretty lonesome." She lets her fingers walk up my lap. I'm not in the mood anymore, there is no way in hell I'll be encountering any chicks tonight after that. I feel like it'd be a sin to sleep with anyone after her. I swat her hands away from me.
"No thanks." I say bluntly. She pulls out her bottom lip and takes a step closer to me, she trails her fake nails up my arm and sets her hand on my shoulder. I cringe at her touch.
"Come on, bab-" I cut her off, in a swift move, I grab her wrist and stand myself up. I probably look very intimidating right now. This time I make my voice very distinct and clear.
"Not. Intersested." I release her wrist making sure to shove it back to her to know that I'm not in the mood to be fucked with. I walk back towards the bar and sure enough I see James still sitting there, doing nothing. James hasn't been doing much either, just last week him and Veronica broke it off. Poor guy, I feel for him. He doesn't seem to keep the break up on his shoulders though, he's been going to the gym often and his progress is definitely pulling him up. I'm happy for him.
I slouch into the stool beside him.
"Lost her?" He asks.
"What?"
"Well it doesn't look like you got it in with her. Otherwise you wouldn't be here, right?"
"Ha-Ha, you're a card, James." I say sarcastically.
"Someone's a little off their game tonight."
"I don't wanna talk about it." I fold my arms on the counter and just stare into the nothingness, I can't even contemplate getting a drink because I can't get her out of my mind. I don't like her, I don't like her, I don't have feelings for her.
Yes you do
I pinch the bridge of my nose and take a deep breath.
"Lyla said that she knows you." My head perked up at the mention of her name. Oh no, that's not a good sign.
"Wait, how do you know her name?"
"She came here drunk off her ass, but I bought her another drink. She's funny."
"Where is she now?" I ask
"She left with her friend, she was hot too."
James actually brought up a point, she was wasted. She didn't know what she was doing. It was just a drunken mistake, but I honestly wish I could say the same thing. Lyla is a light weight and I'm not. I bet tonight was the first night she's ever tasted alcohol. Of course it was the alcohol taking over her body, Lyla wouldn't lay a finger on me if she was sober.
But when she let her lips lock on to mine, I didn't even hesitate to kiss her back. I was eager, like subconsciously I've been waiting for that moment to happen. Then it got heated, I was surprised she let me get that far.
Wait a minute...
That's it!
I can't have feelings for her, I just lust her. I don't think I'd want anything emotional with her, right? She's just like any other girl I've met.
What am I trying to convince myself here? I already know that she's not like other girls, I've even admitted that before.
No, I cannot, will not, have feelings for her. I don't want to go through with the whole love thing again. Hold on a minute, I don't love her. I don't have any feelings for her. Nothing.
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Something Rebellious || l.b.
FanficHe gives me a sense of security that I thought no one, let alone him would bring me. We're not good for each other, but why do we keep coming back to the same place? I guess once in a while you have to do something rebellious.