Matt Vs Josh.

Chapter Eighteen - Blue Eyes Don't Lie.

Dan's Pov.

She didn't pick me, How could she not pick me, It took everything I had to walk away from that house after seeing Max's smug face, Hes my best friend but just a lately everything has been on rocky ground Ive made lots of mistakes too, Kissing Ella I didn't even mean to do that one Ive just always had a weak spot for nice girls, Coming to the door of my favorite local night club/bar, I checked on my reflection in the Blacked out windows, Time to live up to my name with my cure for everything the one night stand, Entering the club I scoped the place up not seeing any girls that caught my eye, Giving up i made my way to the bar a familiar bartender on shift. 

"Hello Beautiful how are you" I put the charm on thick leaning over the bar with a quick wink.

"I'm not sleeping with you again Dan what do you want to drink" Shes not as stupid as she looks, My eyes scanned across the familiar body of the tall fake blond, I think her names Lucy or Sarah or SAM I was pissed last time we met and she was easy, Putting on some more charm I decided to play games.

"Of course not I would never even dream about doing that to a classy girl like you last time was a mistake that im not proud of" Her eyes narrowed she was buying this.

"So I'm just a mistake am I" She spoke with hurt in her voice knowing I had her hook line and sinker I continued my assault.

"Nope my regret is that I didn't have a chance to get to know you first" Leaning closer towards her on the bar breathing hot air on her neck she swooned absent minded tugging on my hair.

"Hello Hola Bonjour am I gonna get a drink or do I have to watch you dry hump Blondie sober"  My head shot to the side and then my eyes connected with hers, I never wanted to look away she had sandy blond hair that hung straight down her back but not like the sluts next to me, Hers was real and natural she had a beautiful face that housed these amazing baby blue eyes, She wore no makeup and old looking jeans with a baggy Arctic Monkeys t'shirt, Her perfect eyes searching me like I was something her mother told her not to pick up from the floor, Only when she started tapping her converse covered foot did I realise id not spoken in a while.

"Hello you-speak-any-English typical you have to be half naked to be even noticed by you people" She leaned over the bar grabbing a bottle of bud and slapping a fiver on the counter. 

"Id say thank you but if I look at you for a second more ill never stop seeing orange oh and keep the change you clearly need it more than I do" Storming away with beer in she went to sit in a booth in the quiet end of the club by herself her eyes scanning the bar and her gaze Finlay connecting with mine I couldent figure this girl out, a sharp slap around my face from the slut behind the bar bought me to the hear and now.

"Why are you looking at her like that after what she said to me baby" My eyes disconnecting with the girls I turn around and look straight at the slut her face a wash with emotion. 

"Im so so sorry baby let me make it better" She forced her lips onto mine her arms snaking there way around my neck, Using all my force I shoved her off and she tripped into the back of the bar, Before I knew it I feel a bottle connecting with the side of my head knocking me in a daze to my knees then It all went blurry, Feeling some strong arms dragging me across the club and then lifting me in the air and my body hitting a wall, I just lay there staring at the ground in front of me my head still shaking with the blow, Just when the continouness started to roll back into my brain I saw those familiar old ratty converse running across the pavement in my direction.

"Hello Holla Bonjor you okay" Her face now right in mine as she violently shook my shoulder, Using all the strength I had I pulled myself up into a sitting position resting my back and head against the wall behind me, Her impatience growing with my silence.