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wow, okay. its been four, maybe five minutes and mel is already dancing with some guy.
hes pretty good looking if i do say so myself. he has jet black hair, beautiful brown eyes, and thin, but cute, pink lips.
one thing that stuck out the most though was his GIANT FOREHEAD!!
im pretty sure it was as big as the wall of china. or two. it was frekin huge.
after i got over the mystery hotties giant face, which im not sure im entirely over, i went to the bar for a drink.
the bartender had natural black hair, im assuming from the buzzed hair on the sides of his head. however, there was a strip down the middle made up of pastel and hot pink curly locks.
the kind you could run your hands through over and over without ever being tired of it.
he had a very clear complexion and was tanned. not a lot, but enough. he wasnt as pale as me. thank god too, i dont think i could handle looking at someone as pale as me.
and, i dont normally curse, but there is only one way to describe his muscles. holy fuck jesus motherfucker lord shit damn spank my ass and call me cotton candy face.
he was beautiful. but, the most captivating thing about him, his eyes. his eyes were just...prepossessing...
they were the most captivating shade of brown ive ever seen in my lifetime and were shaped like almonds.
ive never been a fan of almonds but looking into his eyes, they were now my favorite.
when i finally got the courage to walk up to the pink haired bartender i told myself not to be awkward. of course though, that didnt work.
i sat on one of spinny chairs, they look kind of like doctors stools, and looked at the drink selections.
"u-um, m-may i please g-get a...what w-would you recommend?"
the almond eyed boy chuckled, "for you? im think a margarita. virgin."
i furrowed my brow in confusion, "virgin? drinks cant have sex." i stated matter of factly.
he just chuckled again and i couldnt figure out what i said was funny.
"so, what flavor sweet cheeks? we have mango, pineapple, cherry, peach, coconut, strawberry and fruit punch."
i knew exactly what i wanted but hoped to make a teeny tiny adjustment.
"do you have any red food coloring?" i asked and stood up to peer over the counter and look.
"yea, sure we do," the muscled boy, although he looked more like a man, grabbed some red food coloring and set it in front of me.
"now can you please order?" he sounded annoyed.
'hes just joking.'
'yea, while were lying, youre cute.'
i frowned and played with the sleeve of my sweater.
"j-just c-coconut a-and pineapple p-please," i barely said loud enough so i could be heard over the music.
the curly haired boy in front of me frowned as well but started making my drink.
"you okay baby boy?"
i blushed at the nickname and nodded.
"yep, just w-waitin on that drink. oh yea! and when i-its done can y-you add a d-drop of food c-coloring to make it p-pink? please p-pretty please?"
"anything for you, babe."
i bounced a little in my seat, "thank you! say, whats your name?"
"elliott," he replied.
"you dont look like an elliott," i hadnt meant to say that aloud but, i did. im an idiot.
the pink haired boy laughed so hard his curls bounced out of place, but that made him looked even more enchanting. if thats at all possible.
"m-my names not elliott," the stutter coming from a few stray laughs, "its j-josh. well, joshua."
i giggled, "nice to meet y-you, well joshua. my n-names t-tyler."
he glared at me which made his almond eyes look basically closed, "youre a smartass tyler."
i frowned a little at the cursing but nodded to seem cool, "thats me."
"i like that," he replied nonchalantly and handed me my pink pina coloda.
i took a small sip and smiled.
'this is delicious!'
"do you like it, ty?"
"its perfect joshie."
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drunk nights ; hungry days ; joshler au
Fanfictionalcoholic, semi abusive josh bulimic, submissive tyler *trigger warning; self harm eating disorder abuse alcohol abuse suicidal thoughts voices*