Acoustic Session

Second Meeting

Jessie's POV
I danced my butt through the dance floor, taking myself to the center and to dance my night away. But a hand grabbed mine and took me to the bar, "babe let's go, I want to get drunk." The person said and I smiled, "No, first dance then drink." I said, snatching her hand to the dance floor. "Noooo!" Holly whined, "c'mon babe, let go drunk dancing later, but first, let's drink." I laughed, "alright then." I mumbled, I raised my hand and yelled out to the bartender, "Two Bourbon!"

(BTW, I know Jessie doesn't drink in real life but in this story she does.)

Holly kept giving me glances while waiting for the drinks. I stared back and put on a confused look. Why was she looking at me? Holly looked away and finally asked her question, "What do you think of L.A or New York City?" I froze, and wondered for a while, "Well, It's the Big Apple, so of course it's amazing. I would love to visit again." I said putting on a smile on my face, unsure of what I feel about L.A. I noticed Holly look down at the floor, "Holly?" I asked. She looked at me and smiled under her breath.

(You might want to remember this part, it's quite important.)

I'll ask her it about later, "What about you? What do you think of America?" I glanced at her waiting for an answer, "I like America, especially the citizens, I think their accents are sexy, a massive turn on of mine." She said looking at the bartender, "Oh really? So, you think I'm sexy when I talk like this?" I asked using my Sexy american accent impression. She laughed and the bartender placed our drinks in front of us, "Here's your drinks, ladies." He smiled, a thick American accent supporting his voice. I flashed him a smile and for a moment there, I swear he winked at me.

"You know, I hear that the Bartender's American" I said, "Yeah, and he has a nice ass too, another turn on for me." Holly said taking a sip of her drink. I laughed, looking around the club, I want to get drunk. "Hey!" I called for the american man, "two shots here!" I could feel holly staring, as the bartender brought our shots, I grabbed it and looked at Holly, "What? You said you wanted to get drunk." Holly grinned mischievously, "babe, Tonight, we are gonna have fun."

God, I just finished my 8th shot, I wasn't quite drunk yet. I had a high tolerance. Me and Holly were talking and the bartender sent some signs and went to flirt with me, but I ignored it. I went to the restroom and when I got out, I noticed that a guy went over to our counter and chatted with Holly. The guy had a smug smile on his face, now this would have made Holly slap him across the face without hesitation but I guess that this was an exception. I assume cause Holly stood from her seat and Flirted with the guy.

Yep, Holly is completely drunk.

I laughed as she got dragged away to the balcony. I sat in the stool, looking at the crowd of people until I stood up and walked to the dance floor, I would have ran but, Heels man. As I was dancing my butt off, I bumped into someone and nearly tripped but a hand grabbed me by the hip and I could feel someone's face was just inches apart. I felt my face heat up, as I stared into these eyes like it was the whole universe. It was Ed.

"Hi," I mumbled, trying to hide how embarrass I was. He smiled and responded politely, "Yeah hey, Are you alright?" His face showed a gentle caring look. "oh umm, yeah," I laughed nervously, "sorry for bumping into you." He smiled warmly. "No actually, it was my pleasure, an definite honor of holding you by the hips." He joked, I laughed, "Are you teasing me or is that your way of flirting?" I teased, Ed chuckled, "It's called 'Gentle Flirting," He retorts, "It's not that gentle, is it?" I stated, Ed smiled, "Yeah, actually it's kind of straight forward."

Ed grabbed my hand, "Let's go to the bar," he suggested and walked fast, really fast to the bar, I had trouble catching up because I was wearing heels. Damn heels. We sat on the stools, I was sat at exactly the same stool that I was on sitting earlier.
But then Ed stared at me with a confused look, "You look a little, um, how do I say it, tipsy." He started, "but you don't act like it." He continued. I laughed at his comment, "Well, I just had 8 shots, and the answer to the other, well, I have a high tolerance." I replied.

He smirked, "that's interesting. Think you can do more?" He said mockingly. I glanced at him, and smiled wryly, "Is that a challenge?" He laughed. "What do think?" He smiles. I just smirked, and that was all he needed to see. He then yelled out, "Bartender! Two over here!"

1 hour later

"Okay, that's my 14th, and your 6th." I stated, "Do you wanna call it quits?" I asked. "What's wrong? Getting drunk?" He mocked, I laughed, "I'm not that low, Ginger, don't under estimate me."
"Well then, Care to make it 20?" He smiled, I only smirked, then I responded, "Bring it."

Ta-dah! Chapter 4 is up! Well, what do you think?