Pranking Lovers

Drunk for The First Time

Chapter 11

Everyone that didn't live at my house left and went home. I put my yellow heels on and went into my mother's where she was sitting up in here bed reading a magazine. "Hi baby." She said taking her glasses off. "Hi mommy. Stupid Trace's motorcycle got super glued and he wants me to come pick him up. May I use the car please?" I gave off my puppy eyes that she always fall for. "Yes..Trace is a good boy Lacey. Don't be too hard on him."she nodded her head yeah pointing to the keys on her dresser. "Thanks mom." I grabbed the keys and I was out. I thought about what she said. Trace always pranking me and I don't get him back sometimes so he's being hard on me and I'm not backing out on challenging him. I reached Red Lobsters and say poor Trace sitting all alone waiting for me. I came around and sat with him. "You wanted to talk so talk." I growled. He gasped and gave me a mad look. "Can I get you guys something?" the waitress asked wiping out her pad. "I just want water. I'm not staying long." I said glancing at Trace. "No I'm good." Trace responded giving off a pathetic light smile. The waitress walked away to get my water. Trace broke the silence saying,"Look I'm sorry about kissing you. It was a payback for gluing my hands to the monkey bars and I needed a quick way to get you back." "Sooo it was a joke?" I gasped in relief. Trace gave me a sad smile and looked away. "Yeah I know how you don't like kisses and that's why I did it." He said it like he was unsure. The waitress came with my water and I drunk it so we paid then left. "I'm not driving. You are here." I shoved the keys in his hands. He drove not saying anything which made me feel weird and bored. "Say something." I giggled. "Something." He said raising his left eyebrow and giving off a serious face. He seemed mad. "No seriously say something..say anything!" I said in frustration. "Something say anything." He did it again. "Say My name is Trace and I'm a jerk." He looked over at me and then back at the road. "My name is Trace and I'm a jerk." I sighed,"Wow." I noticed we took a wrong turn and start looking back. "Trace we missed our turn." "Shush." "Shush?" "Yeah shush. I'm taking us to a bar." "A bar? A bar! I'm not old enough to be at a bar." I snapped. "Yeah you are." We pulled up at a house. "This isn't a bar! It's a house!" I screamed. "Chill. I'm not going to kill you or kidnapped you!" He chuckled.

He got out the car and came over and opened mines. I didn't move or anything I just looked at him like I'm not going in there. "Coome ooon." He coed brushing my chin with his fingertips. I swatted his hand away. "No I'm not moving one muscle." I made my mind up. "Sure fine with me but you're going in." He commanded smirking. He reached for my hands pulling it and I pulled back. "No I'm not!" I yelled giggling. "Come on or if you don't I'm going to kiss you again." He joked finally pulling me out the car. "No I'm still not going." I chuckled. "Don't make me do this." He whispered coming up to my lips to where I could feel his breath. I smiled and as soon as his lips was 1inch from mine I put my index finger on it and whispered,"Why?" "Because I need a drink and I want you to try something." He whispered back with my finger still on his lips. "Whyyy?" "So you can stop me when I drink too much." He had his hands on my pulling me up to his chest. "Why?" I whispered again joking. "Why are you keep asking me why?" He laughed showing his white orbs. I wanted to tease him so I came in closer and closer until our lips brushed each other but I pulled back. "I'm making sure you know what you are doing." I giggled pushing him. "Grrr." He growled pulling me along. We went into the house. Inside looked just like a bar. The lights were dimmed,behind the counter alot of different alcoholic beverages were lined up perfectly with the women beverages on on side and the men on the other. In between the floor were brown glass square tables with coaster and stools. They had music playing in the back booming loud. The song "Can't hold us" by Macklemore and Ryan Lewis was playing but only the beat. Trace led me over to the counter where the bartender was turned around cleaning some glasses with a towel. "Hey Harry hook me up with #32." Trace said as the guy turned around. Woah and he was smoking hot! I couldn't do nothing but open my mouth and bat my eyelashes. "And for the lady?" Harry said giving me a wink and licking his lips once. "No she doesn't drink." Trace quickly said looking over at me with a jealous face. I smacked Trace's shoulder. "I drink." I scolded him. "Yeah water and juice." Trace laughed. I rolled my eyes at him sticking my tongue out. "Ok then name one." "No I'll name some. Bloody Mary,Vodka,Beer,Tequilas, and Red." I said pointing my finger to the drinks. "Impressive." Harry, the bartender, clapped and said. Trace just looked surprised with his mouth opened. Harry slid Trace his drink. "So what are you getting then?" Trace asked sipping from his beverage and smirking. "I'll get Vodka and cherry flavored." I said still batting my eyes at Harry. "Sure one Cherry flavor Vodka coming up." Harry smiled going in the back to do something. I turned to Trace and patted his chest excitedly. "What? You're going to pat my heart out my chest." He joked. "I'm in love." Trace coughed up his beverage almost drowning. "You're in love with whom?" "With Harry." "With Harry?! Are you out of your mind?" He said still coughing. "Yeah you called me?" Harry asked poking his head out of the door. "No we were talking about Harry from One Direction." He lied pointing to the boom box that played "Kiss You". "Oh ok." He said going back I the room. "Come on Lace you have to be kidding me." "No I'm not kidding you. Am I over dressed for this bar?" I panicked asking."No." Trace replied sipping his drink and getting up. Harry came back with my drink and said,"It's on the house if you agree to come on a date with me." Trace spit his drink out and choked off some. I smiled so hard and couldn't stop giggling. "Yeah." I giggled biting my bottom lip. "Ok then it's a date."he smiled giving me a glimpse of his teeth. I looked over to Trace and his eyes were wide and he was still coughing. He cleared his throat and looked at me then at Harry. "Are you guys trying to kill me man?!" He yelled. "Oh sorry." I looked at the time and it was only 9:00. I drunk my Vodka which was awesome. "Hey hook me up with another one. Please." I asked Trace. "One more and that's it." He said giving Harry some money for some more. I drunk it up and got up to stretch with my hands above my head and next I knew someone grabbed me by my waist and hugged me. "Thanks for coming." Trace said loosening up his hug. He let me go and sat back down. I started blushing again and I didn't want Trace to see my blushing so I walked to one of the square tables and sat there thinking when one of the cocktail waitress came over placing a drink down. "One of the guys over there ordered this for you." She said pointing to the table to the far left.