One Night Stand

"He's what?!"

I point to the Tall, Handsome parking lot guy on the stage.

"Him!"

Monica looks at me confused.

"What about him?" She ask

"He smell like the minty fresh, It's him, THE PERVERT!" She gasp and look at him. The Blonde guy then replies from behind us "Yeah that's my bestfriend, Micheal Coleman, He's The one who brought the orcas Funds since it got sunked." He says while sipping on vodka.

"How it must've cost a ton" Monica says.

Don't tell me... He's...

"He's a Billionaire" The blonde guy says.

"He's What?!"

Oh great. I roll my eyes.

The Billionaire is a pervert. OH! THE BILLIONAIRE IS A PERVERT! Why all the rich people gotta have mental issues.....OH! 

"I got an idea!" I tell her as I smirk evilly.

Monica looks at me with a worried face. "Oh I wish I knew what you're thinking about"

The blondie chuckled.

We wait till he's finish with this speech as he walks away from the stage.

I stare at him as he walks to the back.

Nows my chance.

I turn to Monica. "I'll be right back" She nods and I run to the Pervert.

I catch up to him. "HEY! YOU PERVERT!" He stops and turns around. "What did you call me?" He says threatening.

For some reason I sense a wave of fear over me. I can feel my legs ready to run away but I can't. He's a pervert and everyone need to know that.

"Y-You heard M-me" He grins and starts walking toward me. I step back slowly. "Stay back, Pervert" He gives me a seduced look.

Why he's looking at me like that?

Out of nowhere he pins me to the wall. "Let me go pervert!" I notice how his eyes stay lock on the gold watch for a moment.

"What a bold move from such a little girl" he says.

"Let me go, you asshole!" I yell at him as I struggle to get out of his grip.

He suddenly comes close to my ear "Sorry to break it to you but I'm not the pervert you're looking for. However if you're looking for some fun, I'll be more than glad to give it to you. All you have to do is ask and not cause a unethical scene"

I gasped as I kick him in his nuts.

I quickly run far away from him.

Monica? Where's Monica?

A Tall, Scary, and Buffy bald Bodyguard with black shades and all black suit then walks up to me. "Whoa" I step back a little.

"Emily?" He says with a Deep, Scary voice.

"Yes?"

"Your friend went out with Mr. Parker"

Parker? Who- That's must be blondie.

"O-okay t-t-thank you?"

I run pass him and run to my car.

I then drive back home.

I look at my wrist. I plainly look at the gold watch.

The memories flowed back to my head.

I can't believe that just happened.