Zaylee's P.O.V
Stumbling up to the bartender, I asked for another drink. "Make that two" a deep voice said behind
me, making me jump. I turned around to meet a glowing pair of emerald green eyes. I looked him up and down. To say he was gorgeous was an understatement. He was about a head taller than me with a mop of curly brown hair. "Like what you see?" He chuckled, snapping me out of my thoughts. "I do, actually. Those are really nice pants." I winked, downing my 5th tequila shot and walking off.
'Where is he?' I thought to myself. I swear I have looked everywhere for my boyfriend - even the bathroom. I started to turn in the opposite direction when I spotted Zack's orange cap over the crowd. I quickly started to walk towards him, but abruptly stopped when I reached where he was. Tears started to form in my eyes. I stormed up to him and pulled him off of Brittany Drear - the school slut. You know, blonde, skinny, pretty but is a massive whore? Yeah. Her. And I absolutely despise her. "What the hell?!" I screamed at Zack.
"Zaylee, I am so, so sorry. I have no idea what I was doing. It was an accident! Please, I-" he started, but I raised my hand, cutting him off. "No, save it. Falling off your bike is an accident. You don't 'accidentally'," I air quoted the word 'accidentally', "hit a rock and fall onto someone's mouth. I'm done, Zack." I yelled, tears falling down my cheeks. He looked up at me with teary eyes. "No, Zay, you don't mean that. Zaylee, please-" I stopped him again and ran out of the club into the cold night, not turning back. I hugged my arms and bit my lip, looking at the sky to try to stop my crying. I looked down at my outfit. A black sequined mini dress. Great choice. And I forgot my jacket. Also, a great choice. I let out a few more warm tears as I shakily reached into my purse to retrieve my phone. I started to dial a taxi but gave up because I kept pressing the wrong numbers due to my shakiness. I went to sit on the nearest bench in hopes to calm myself down a bit, but stopped once I saw that it was already occupied by three boys. One, of which, was the boy with the green eyes and the nice pants that bought me a drink in the club.
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