Something else // O2L,Joey,Sawyer & more Fanfic

Chapter 10 - Sawyer

S K Y

Jessie went over to her group of friends; I didn't want to talk to them, so I made my way to the bar and sat down on a leather stool.

David Guetta's album was reverberating through the speakers, while the stench of alcohol covered the room like a blanket.

Scantily clad women, flashed their moves around, desperately trying to get the attention of the opposite sex as they danced.

I could feel the beat through my feet as the strobe lights flashed intermittently in time with it.

I turned to face the bar away from all lights and dancing; this meant that I didnt see the man who walked over and pulled up a chair next to me.

He smiled, I smiled back, taking in his features, his dapper attire and the slight aire of cocky-ness that surrounded him.

"YOU WANT A DRINK!?" he hollered over the music.

I wasn't going to pass this up, I needed to drown out the loud music with alcohol and I mean he was attractive, as far as I could see.

"YEAH, RED WINE PLEASE!" I shouted back, whilst nodding.

"EXCUSE ME....CAN WE HAVE A RED WINE FOR THE LOVELY LADY AND A BEER FOR ME, THANKS!" He shouted to the bar-man.

He turned back to me.

"I'm Sawyer." He said in his smooth American accent; he had leaned in closer to me so now we didn't have to shout.

"I'm Sky....thank you for the drink Sawyer."

I replied into his ear. The bar man slid our drinks across the sticky counter top. I took a refreshing sip of wine, and then another, as Sawyer paid for the drinks. I could feel the alcohol making its way through my veins already. I had only been drunk a few times, but I could never remember what happened to me when I was drunk.

"So Sky," He started "I can tell you're British....what brings you here?"

"It's a long story, but the short of it is, that I wanted to escape my parents and their lifestyle. So I moved here with my best friend Jessie."

I was kinda nervous talking to this attractive 'Sawyer'.

I took a swig of my my drink to calm my nerves. Probably not the best idea because now I was feeling tipsy.

"Was it Jessie who brought you here?" he asked in his raspy voice.

"Yes it was....it was an early 22nd birthday present." I replied with a slight slur, I took another swig of wine and realised I had downed the whole glass. Real smooth Sky, now you look like an alcoholic!

I got myself my second drink and decided to learn as much as possible about Sawyer.

"So Sawyer, tell me about yourself."

He started talking about how he ended up living in LA and other things. I'll admit that I wasn't really listening; I was looking at his piercing blue eyes, or were they a greeny colour.

I couldn't really tell because the strobe lights distorted everything. Although every now and again the lights would stay on long enough for me to see his dramatic chiseled features.

He kind of reminded me of Joey. Wait? What? Why did I just say that? Get Joey OUT of your head!!!

I drifted back into the conversation I was 'listening' to.

"....and I make my own short films." he finished.

"Really!! That's kinda what I want to do, except I want to do the editing for movies." I somehow managed to form a sentence, even with the contents of my glass going down quickly.

Sawyer had finished his beer and ordered 6 shots.

"Three for me, three for you!" He said, winking.

Sawyer was clearly a professional at the sort of stuff and I guessed that he chatted up girls all the time.

We sat there long into the night, talking, laughing, telling funny stories, taking shots and getting more drunk.

My throat burned as the 11th shot was downed. Sawyer followed suit and reached his 12th.

My eyes were blurry as I fumbled with the next glass. The stench of alcohol flooded my nose as the next glass neared my lips. I was about to down it when I heard the familiar beat of a Krewella song.

I felt like dancing!

"I LOVE this song! Come on Sawyer!"

I yelled, dragging Sawyer to the dance floor. He danced like a drunk person (because he was) I somehow managed to remember a street dance routine I had choreographed to the song a few years ago.

So I bust some of my moves I'll admit, I knew I was good!

Sawyer clapped his hands together, I could tell he was impressed. The song changed and started to remix with another Krewella song with the same tempo.

I gave up with my 'cool' routine and drunkenly danced, in close proximity, to Sawyer.

We jumped to the beat and went crazy when the beat dropped. I did a bit of 'grinding ' on Sawyer when we danced close together.

Once the song had finished I went to the side of the dance-floor to catch my breath. Sawyer followed me and stood tantalizingly close to me.

I looked deep into his piercing blue eyes. I had felt like I had known Sawyer for forever, but then I had told him my whole life story. So.....

After all that dancing, I don't think the alcohol enjoyed bouncing up and down in my stomach. It was apparent that I had drunk too much. Way too much...

"Sawyer what's the time?"

The club was still vibrating with noise, like it had been since we got here.

Sawyer briefly looked at his watch, "Quarter to twelve."

"We have been here nearly six hours!" I gasped.

"Time flys when you're having fun!" he smirked.

"Especially when you're having fun with attractive people!" I added, cheekily.

He smiled at me, "You're a great dancer!"

He said, I could smell the alcohol in his breath.

I goofily smiled back at him and turned my head to the side. As I did I noticed a man leaning up against a wall, observing me and Sawyer.

His eyes locked with mine for a second, and through his mysterious green eyes I saw a mixture of jealousy, regret, love, hatred and lust.

Something about him looked familar. I furrowed my brow. Whatever it was I couldn't put my finger on it.

He then rarther abruptly walked away, dissapearing into the crowded club.

I followed the figure with my eyes as it left. Who was it and why were they looking at me and Sawyer!?

I turned around to find Sawyer not there. My eyes quickly scanned the smokey room. Where had he gone now?

"Sawyer!" I yelled, "Sawyer, where are yo-"

My breath was knocked out of me as a hand grabbed my arm tightly and pulled me towards the exit.

"Let me go! Sawyer help!!" I panicked, while the tight grip on my arm got stronger.

I was led towards the exit, "Come on Sky...!!", a voice mumbled.

Wait....how did they know my name?!?!

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