Bloodsucker •Cameron Dallas•

4.9 - car crash

One drink after another, and finally, I was welcomed with a drunk version of Katherine.

"Pussy got that wet, wet, got that drip, drip. Got that super soaker, hit that, she a Fefe. Her name Keke, she eat my dick like it's free, free. I don't even know like 'Why I did that?' I don't even know like 'Why I hit that?' All I know is that I just can't wife that. Talk to her nice so she won't fight back. Turn around and hit it from the back, back, back. Bend her down then I make it clap, clap, clap." Katherine sung so loud, that my ears began to hurt.

"I don't really want no friends. I don't really want no friends, no." Everyone around us sung.

I have to admit, I was having so much fun. I haven't had a single drink, but the adrenaline to let loose was in my system. The nightclub was dimly lit with colourful, flashing lights.

"Holy fucking shit. I need another drink." Katherine panted, before pulling me with her towards the bar.

For probably the tenth time tonight, we were approached by the same bartender. A very attractive one too. He had mousy blonde hair and green eyes. His jawline was a sexy feature to see. But of course, I have a significant other, who I must say, cannot be beaten in terms of looks and personality.

"Hello again, ladies. What would you both like?" The bartender asked.

"A double Malibu and Coke, with your name and number." Katherine flirtatiously winked.

"Oh for gods sake." I muttered, feeling embarrassed to be with her.

The bartender laughed at her, before responding.

"The name is Zac. And I'm not exactly allowed to hand out my digits to customers."

Katherine expressed a pout, whilst I was mentally gagging.

"What time do you finish?" Katherine asked.

"Katherine." I warned with glaring eyes.

"What?" She asked, completely oblivious.

I looked back at Zac, to find him already looking at me.

"Do you want a drink?" He asked.

I haven't had a single drink tonight, and to be honest, I was parched.

"What do you recommend?" I asked.

He put his index finger up, indicating that he'd return back soon.

"He's so hot!" Katherine said, gazing at him as he made our drinks.

"Well done for stating the obvious."

"Oh someone's jealous." She slurred.

"Me, jealous? I have a boyfriend, Kath. I have no reason to be jealous."

"Pfft. Liar." Katherine scoffed.

I shook my head at her attitude. Her drunken state always makes her speak without thinking carefully.

Seconds later, Zac returned with our drinks. He had made me a red coloured cocktail. I took a sip of it, immediately enjoying the flavour. I looked up at Zac in shock.

"What's this called?" I asked Zac.

"It's called a Bloody Zachary." He said, smirking, as he leaned over the bar counter towards me.

I gulped at our sudden proximity. He was too close for my liking.

"That's clever." Katherine said, laughing.

I guess his way of re-naming the drink was clever. Thank god he didn't make me a Bloody Mary. I would have spat it back out, because I hate tomato juice!