Clubs were always a cliché thing. Full of sweaty dancing bodies trying to get their lust satisfied, drunk people crying in the corner or passed out in one, too many girls taking their bodies easily for taken, and of course the "bad boys".
The group of Ethan's friends, well two friends and a guy that he's trying to smash, every other was irrelevant, were no other but "bad boys" if you'd like.
As they entered the smoke-filled shit hole, as most of them said, they were met with a few eyes on them, mostly Ethan and Amanda because she insisted on going in first of course with knowledge Ethan's in the front.
Most thought they were a power couple, probably the girl with the best ass in there and a guy who was a masterpiece itself came in together, but what they didn't know is that even though he does look like a guy who could have any girl with open legs the second he smiles - he wants only one legs spread for him and those are legs of Grayson himself.
They were playing a game. A game of cat and mouse as you say.
Grayson liked being chased but Ethan was never a type to catch. He needed to have what he wanted, then and there not much talk to do.
But he was told if he wants his satisfaction from the younger that bad then he needs to try much harder.
It didn't suit him very well but he couldn't go against it because damn is that boy thick.
It was after midnight and the club was just about to turn up. That means it was the main time for everyone to free their minds, raise the glasses and grind to the beat DJ plays.
As the first mix came, Grayson went to order a bottle of whiskey for their table because going every ten minutes to order shots takes too much strength because of the people you have to push away.
Never losing him from his sight, Ethan sighed madly when he saw a girl trying to talk to him.
Not to mention he was collaborating.
The more mad he is, the more dominating he gets.
He let his thoughts away when he saw him coming back to table with a frown on his face, setting the bottle on table, opening it immediately to pour himself some.
"What's wrong? The girl asked to dance and you turned her down? I thought you wanted to play it dirty and hard to get?" Ethan said ironically, pouring himself glass that he chugged down fast and then another one to take it slow.
"The girl asked me to move my ass out of the way because she wanted to dance" Younger laughed whilst watching their group being all hype on the floor.
Ethan thought that the game was to make other jealous, but Grayson is actually making him feel some type a way while being honest.
He could have said that she wanted something to do with him but he said what most guys wouldn't when being in a club. The truth.
"Is there maybe any chance you drop that "hard to get" attitude and go drink with me outside this almost strip club.?"
Grayson thought for a moment and came to a conclusion that Ethan is a fucking hell of a good looking guy that is all over him since the time they met plus that this night will be over soon and he wants to have some fun.
"What about others? They need a ride later and we may be too wasted to drive them" Grayson said.
That only made Ethan scoff and shout over to Joshua.
"Josh, you fucker" Grayson snickered when Ethan was all eager to leave
"What?" Josh responded and closed his eyes when the beat hit harder
