Love Drunk

Chapter 15

Shale

"I think this is a little too revealing," I say to Olivia as I look at myself in the mirror, tugging down the hem of the tight fitting black dress.

It was skin tight and very short with a low neckline and various cutouts throughout the sides, sleeves, and up one thigh of the dress. It made me feel like a hooker. Olivia leans down and slaps my hands away.

"Leave it, remember the plan," she scolds, before looking over herself in the mirror.

I gawk at what she's wearing. She has on a pair of black leather pants and a black bra on with a mesh long sleeved shirt over it with her combat boots on. She looked kick ass, and hot.

"I think we're ready. Let's pay and get out of here," she says with a triumphant smirk, leaving no room for arguing.

***

We enter the club, dressed in our "sexy clothes" as Olivia puts it. The strobe lights flash in tune with the music as people grind up against each other, having sex on the dance floor.

"Let's get some drinks," Olivia says, grabbing my wrist and pulling me towards the bar.

With Olivia's brute strength, we manage to shove out way to the bar, earning a bunch of protests in the process to which we ignored. As soon as we perch on the bar stools, Olivia orders.

She turns to me with a triumphant smile, before looking around wildly. I try and follow her gaze, but it jumps around so much that I can never figure out who she's searching for.

Finally, I see who she's looking at. Cole enters the club with Olivia's Prince Charming beside him.

"Shit!" Olivia exclaims beside me, causing me to spin around to look at her.

She was crouched down over the counter, trying to hide while looking up at me panicked and worried.

"This was supposed to be about making Cole jealous! He wasn't supposed to bring Zach with him! Why the hell is he here with him anyway?"

"So that's his name," I muse with a smirk.

"Hey, stop we are both in a crisis here. You need to get out on the dancefloor with some hot guy and I need to disappear," she says, slamming down her alcohol as soon as it's placed in front of her.

"Why are you running away from him? You obviously like him if your making such a big deal over this," I ask, drinking own glass.

"That's the problem. Shale you have to understand that I'm leaving in four days and may never make it back. If I start something now, and I don't come back, well, that isn't fair...to anyone," she says, sitting back up and looking at me straight in the eye.

"I understand Olivia, but let's just have fun tonight, okay? Forget about our original plans on making Cole jealous and just have fun, the two of us, before you leave," I say, reaching out and squeezing her arm.

She smiles at me, her eyes glistening =with unshed tears. I wait for them to fall, but they never do, leaving me disappointed. Olivia never cries and I have to point out when she does.

"Alright, let's go dance," I say, pulling her off the stool and towards the mas of people in the center of the room.

We made our own little circle in the center on the dance floor and started our night.

***

"I'm going to go get us some drinks," I yell over the loud music.

I watch as Olivia hesitantly nods, before I force my way through the crowd, throwing the occasional elbow. I finally make it to the bar, breathing heavily.