Engaged To An Asshole

Livin On A Prayer

Rose POV

I walked in the nearest bar I could find, it was not that packed and I was thankful for it. I didn't want to communicate or talk about my stupid feelings. I wanted one thing and one thing only.

"Hi can I get a gin and tonic please easy with the lime thanks" I said to the bartender, who nodded at me and proceeded to make my drink.

I knew he would soon realise he didn't ask for my I.D, even though I'm twenty I still couldn't buy a drink, which was always strange for me as I moved from Barcelona where you can drink at eighteen. My phone buzzed and I saw a few texts from Neymar, I rolled my eyes as I opened it.

Hey Roslyn, I know you don't wanna talk but your brother is freaking out and your not answering your phone could you just tell us you're okay and not dead in a ditch somewhere.

I stare at my phone, why does he even care. It's non of his business if I do or do not talk to my brother. I shove my phone in my pocket.

As I downed a few drinks, without the bartender realising I'm not of age, I stood up feeling dizzy. I look around and see a karaoke machine and I immediately walked towards it, their was a girl who was singing hallelujah or should I say trying to.

I knew I couldn't sing, but my life as I know it was offical over anyway. I pushed the blonde girl off she giggled and fell into some guys arms who didn't seem to mind, I changed the song and shouted my heart out.

"Woah! we're half way there, Woah livin' on a prayer! Take my hand, we'll make it I swear
Woah, livin' on a prayer!" I sing my heart out

As soon as my song ended I got a clap from a man in all leather who was my only audience member besides the girl who was presumably recording me and giggling. I jumped of the stage the room now spinning, and walked over to the mysterious man. He was really tall, and really blurry.

"I love my fans" I said holding out my hand and nearly tripping over while standing.

"Shit." He says holding my arm steady, and half smiling. "You're very attractive, but very drunk."

"I'm a light weight, only had a couple of gin an tonics, but don't worry about me!" I said talking step closer, his hands were now on my waist. "Are you some sort of stalker?"

"Not exactly, I was just admiring your dedication while singing, it was awful but at least you were having fun?" His voice was deep, sending shivers down my spine.

One second we were talking about how off tune I was, the next we were making out in the middle of the bar. I knew I was slightly drunk but i also had another person on my mind while I was kissing this cute stranger. Surprisingly, it wasn't my boyfriend Joshua who was on my mind, the cute guy started kissing my neck I bit my lip as I realised that people could be looking however my adrenaline was to damn high.

"Neymar"  I moaned his name, I felt his lips immediately off my neck and his hands on my waist pushing me back slightly so he can look at me, I couldn't follow his gaze, I looked at my feet as my face felt flushed.