Catch Me

Chapter 3

"Soooo how are you gonna make it up to Ryan?", my best friend Chiara smirks. We are sitting in a corner of the club with our usual group of friends composed of Chiara, Ally, Lucas and Ben. I tilt my head to the side a little.
"What do you mean? I'm going to apologize and that's it."
"You know what I'm talking about. I thought about something more... You know."
"Chiara, tell me exactly what you have in mind because I'm really not in the mood for a quiz", I snapp, knowing she just wants to help. But I really don't want to think about Ryan and don't get why everyone thinks he is so interesting.

"Wow, chill", Ally barges in,"She was talking about sex."
"Why would I have sex with him?", I ask tilting my head to the right.
"Why? Why you would sleep with the best looking guy ever? Why you should sleep with your boyfriend? I don't know girl, no idea", Chiara's voice is full of sarcasm. I look at her in disbelive.
"Come on Liv, we all know that you two had already done it. Multiple times. So why don't you make him happy that way?" I lean back into my seat and think. Why should sex make him happy? I mean, I'm not stupid. I know that most people think that sex is a fun activity but I think it's overrated. It's ok though but I don't understand, why everyone is so wild to have sex.

"He can't be that bad, can he?", Chiara asks, now in a seriouse tone. "I mean, Emily, his ex, said that he had some good moves."
"I don't know. I guess he is ok?"
"That doesn't sound convincing at all Liv, you know that, right?"
"I just don't get why you want me to have sex with him. I mean, sex isn't that great", I explain and get shocked faces in response. "You mean... you don't like having sex... like... at all?", Ally asks, with a look of disbelive on her face.
"You are kidding me right?" I simply shrug.
"I guess it's just not my thing."

After a long moment of silence, Lucas speaks up.
"Well, if you don't like sleeping with him, than you definitely shouldn't do that. But I suggest, you talk to him about it. It wouldn't be fair, to keep it a secret from him. For now, just tell him, you love him and that you are sorry." The others nod in commitment.

"Okay guys, enough talking about my love life for now. Who wants some drinks? This round is on me", I say to break the uncomfortable silence. I'm on my way to the bar to get the drinks alone but after a few steps, Chiara stops me.
"I'm sorry Liv. I didn't mean to pressure you into anything you don't want to do." Guilt is written all over her face.
"It's okay. Really it's no big deal Chiara", I assure her.
"We're still going to talk about it when we are alone, right Liv?"
"Sure, what ever makes you happy", I say, rolling my eyes and pulling her to the bar.

We buy the beveridges and make our way back to the group. Chiara is in front of me and because there are a lot more people than in the beginning, it's hard to edge my way through the croud.
Suddenly, without any warning, some drunk guy runs into me. I trip and mentaly prepare myself to hit the floor. But someone saves me from emotionally hugging the floor by wrapping their arms around me. My back is pressed against a warm body and I'm still in shock when the arms turn me around, without loosing any closenes.
I look up and meet the most beautiful greenish eyes I ever saw.
"Take a picture, it will last longer", the person, I'm still pressed against, giggles.
"I'm sorry, I just, uhhm, I don't know, this guy ran into me and then you were there and catched me and"
"You're rambling. But it's cute." I can feel my face heatening up and it only gets worse when I become aware of how close I'm still pressed against this stranger.
"What's your name?", I surprise myself by asking. Usually I would never be so straight forward but something about this person, makes me feel... different. I blame it on the alcohol. And it seems not only I am taken by surprise about my question. But after one split of a second, I can see full lips curling into a small smirk.
"I think I like you."
The arms leave my body after turning me into the other direction again, so we are standing in the original pose from the beginning, my back pressed against the front of the stranger. I imidiantly feel like something is missing and the cold is hitting me hard. For a moment, I think that I won't get an answer. But then I feel hands on my waist again and a mouth is brushing against my ear softly.
"See you around cutie", the voice, I knew I wouldn't be able to forget now, husked. And with that she dissappears in the croud. Only the glimpse of black and blue hair can be seen after I quickly turn around.
I look down at my hands, still holding two bottles of beer in it and try to make sense out of the last seconds.

What was that ?