Unexpected love

The intoxicated encounter

Before giving her actions any further thought and allowing herself to be talked out of it by her subconscious, Alex found her feet directing straight towards where the gorgeous girl was lounging. The blonde peered up through mascara lashes, an unidentified twinkle in her eye, causing Alex's heart to skip a beat. "U-Um..hi" The stutter in Alex's voice earned a slight giggle to expel from Chelsea's lips. "Hi there" She nursed her Heineken in small palms, the free palm of her hand extending. "How about we eliminate the awkwardness by going straight to the formal introduction" Chelsea's words almost came off as mocking, but Alex appreciated sense of humor in uncomfortable situations. Alex forced a sheepish smile to outstretch glossed lips. "I'm Alexandria, but most people just call me Alex" Chelsea guided cranium in a nod. "The name's Chelsea" The blonde's voice raised an octave higher to be heard over the loud music blasting through the speakers of the club."Chelsea" Alex's smile only seemed to grow wider by her words. 'What a beautiful name, it suits her' Alex thought to herself. "Would you like to join me?" Chelsea's perfectly shaped brows rise in question, a mocking smile surfacing tiers. "I don't bite.." She allowed a slight pause. "Unless you're into that kind of thing" Chelsea swirled tongue around lower and upper lips salaciously. 'Is she flirting?' The thought drifted into Alex's mind' Shrugging off the behavior, maybe she is, maybe she isn't. Either way Alex liked it, almost hoped she was. She perched next to the beauty whom was waaay out of her league. This is why she drank. As long as at least three shots were in her system she seemed to loosen up and not be so in her head about her every action. The brunette turned abruptly to the blonde. "Do you maybe want another drink?" Her words seem to flow out all at once, but she honestly couldn't help it, she so badly wanted to not come off as an uptight person, /especially/ in Chelsea's beautiful, beautiful eyes. Maybe her instant infatuation was the liquor slowly creeping up on her, but she knew that she still needed more to give her a harder push. "I'd looove another drink."

Chelsea prolonged the word "love" in a childlike manner, batting perfectly mascacared brows. All Alex could bring herself to doing in response was nod, abruptly turning her frame around, she made a beeline for the bar. Having no clue as to what was she was thinking, what her game plan even was. The brunette hadn't been with anyone since her ex, be it emotionally or physically. "Two vodka sodas, please?" Alex's order came out in a flustered stutter as her eyes stayed peeled on the blonde just a few feet from her, looking ever so fuckable, the alcohol played a big part in her even approaching this sexy stranger, this wasn't her, more like the exact opposite of the vibe she couldn't help but send off. Reminding herself to take deep breaths to calm her nerves, Alex headed back to the seats that her and Chelsea once occupied, taking a seat beside her, the brunette shifted the drink Chelsea's way. "I got you a vodka soda, hope that's your thing." Alex bit into her lip, her gaze traveling to her glossed and full lips. The things that mouth could be capable of took her to a new world temporarily, leaving her a gaping mess, of course, she didn't notice until a nudge was delivered to her shoulder, nearly prompting her to spill the contents inside of her glass cup. "Are you okay?" Chelsea's concerned voice echoed in her ear. "Wha-aaa?" A light red filled her cheeks in utter embarrassment. "Yeah.." Alex quickly moved a strand of her hair behind her ear, a nervous tick she'd inherited through her childhood years. She sipped her drink in attempt to brush off her brief day dream mode. "Good.." Relief laced her words. 

"Thought I was going to have to give you mouth to mouth for a second there." A smirk graced her lips as she took a sip of her vodka soda, her eyes locking onto Alex's in such an intense way that it made her subtly squirm. "Is it too late to say that I may need medical attention?" Alex teased. Am I flirting? And, is it coming...easily? This was definitely the liquor talking, but I was more than willing to go with my body's natural flow and let go. Chelsea's eyes wandered around the crowded club, leisurely sipping her vodka soda, her eyes refocused back on Alex. Silence fell over the two of them and there was no doubt that the brunette was into her, just way too shy for her own good, and honestly? Chelsea was tipsy. She had at least three drinks before Alex bought her another, so this would be her...she's guessing..fourth? Not like it mattered much, she was used to winging it every morning in class, inevitably always showing up hungover, but she always seemed to get her act together towards the end of each semester, that said. Her teachers reluctantly allowed her to pass through, why? She had no fucking clue, in a way she didn't care whether they kicked her out or not, but she definitely wasn't going to argue with their decision. 

This was her life. The nightlife. Flirting. Dancing. Forgetting about her loneliness. Relationships weren't her thing. She just got out of a long-term three year relationship, but loneliness also never suited her, go figure. With Alex right in front of her, Chelsea saw this as an opportunity not to go back to a lonesome dorm again. "Why don't we get out of here?" Chelsea suggested in a loud tone to be heard over the meshing of several nearby conversations. Alex's eyes widened at her suggestion and she tried to hold her composure, as well as hide her shock. This beautiful girl is asking to take me..home? The brunette's eyes settled across the club to search for Brianna, but her friend was a bit occupied, leaned in far too close, cozying up to the bartender, her usual antics. Finally, Brianna caught her stare and shot her a nod with a knowing look, mouthing "go for it", a smirk curving her lips before her attention settled back on the muscular and tatted man, cleaning cups to make it look as if he were actually doing his job, all the while chatting it up with her friend. Brianna just knew Alex too damn well. Oh, what the hell? Why not? "Sure." Alex replied quickly, attempting to sound confident in her answer. But, she really was the complete opposite. "Come on." Chelsea took the brunette's hand in her own, standing to her feet slowly, because damn, she felt dizzy. Setting down her drink on their way out, the wind hit her and immediately caused relief to surge through her body. She needed the wind, it helped to buffer her drunken state. Upon, retrieving more liquor, both Alex and Chelsea ubered back to her dorm. The ride was anything, but quiet. They both shared senseless giggles about God knows what, too drunk to even keep attention towards one particular subject.