After the Penguins game, you and you friends decided that you'd go to a club to celebrate their win. you heard that that was the club where the players went, so you thought maybe you'd be able to meet some of them.
You all quickly ran to your apartment to change and touch up your makeup, and get money to buy drinks. A short amount of time later, you and the girls were off.
"I love this song!" exclaimed your friend Amanda excitedly once you got to the club, and she dragged most of the girls onto the dance floor.
"Lets hit the bar y/n," your friend Kaylee suggested. the two of you headed over to the bar to order drinks and on the way you talked about boys.
"What type of guy are you looking for? bad boy? athlete?" Kaylee prodded.
"I'm kinda thinking athlete," you told her as the bar tender handed you your drinks.
The two of you were walking to a table to set down your drinks and sit, when some drunk asshole spilled vodka all over your dress.
"What the hell?!" you screamed at him.
"That was a new dress douchebag!"Kaylee yelled in your defence. she always had your back.
"Sorry babe, you shoulda been watching where you were going," he rudely replied.
"Your mom really didn't teach you how to treat a lady, did she?" a deep sexy voice asked from behind you.
Next thing you know the man punched the drunk guy in the face, knocking him to the ground.
"Are you okay?" He asked as he turned his attention to you.
"Fine, thanks. just a little covered in vodka," you explained.
"Well that guy was a douche. I'm James by the way. James Neal." he held out his hand for you to shake.
With all the commotion, you didn't even realize who it was until now that is.
"I'm y/n," you tell him, delicately shaking his hand.
You spend the rest of the night with James, dancing and taking many selfies. you even spent half an hour making out in a back room.
"Y/n we have to go!" Kaylee tells you a few hours later.
"Shit. it was nice meeting you James,"you say smiling at him.
"Yeah, I'd like to do it again some time, give me your phone," he says. you hand it to him and he puts his number in.
"Text me sometime," he says.
"Tomorrow morning! promise!" you half yell as Kaylee drags you away.
It was by far the best night of your life.
A/N: so sorry about the wait! hope you enjoyed it. also sorry for bad grammar my iPods autocorrect was being dumb so yeah sorry. hope you like it!!
