Number Neighbor ➫ YUNGBLUD

Sixty Six

"1979!" Dom screams the answer to trivia, knowing the immediate answer of when London Calling was released.

The trivia person claps, holding the point roster up. Our team is winning by three, barely thanks to me. Dom seems to know everything, and it's kinda ridiculous.

It's Adam, Michael, Tom, Gavin, Dom and me. We all just smashed Mexican food and Dom is now intoxicated, drinking regardless if he gets the answer right or not.

I've been his keeper for the night as it has been progressing, what started off as sober and sweet Dom is now drunk and still sweet but mental Dom.

He's been speaking extra loud and you can imagine how loud he's being, considering he already speaks at a higher volume than everyone else in general.

The thing that has had me shook the most is the fact that his hand is placed on my left thigh, his fingers long enough to run down between them. His phone is between my thighs, considering that he asked me to hold it for him and giving me no time to respond as he placed it on my lap, making it clear.

It has vibrated multiple times and at one point it felt like he got twenty messages back to back to back.

So many people have stopped us out in the streets today, making Dom want to do a meet up. He scheduled it tomorrow for 11 AM and posted all about it, very excited to see everyone. I'm excited too, but I have no idea if he wants me to tag along. Of course I do, and I'm still a fan.

Dom turns to look at me, throwing more of the beer in his hand back. He places the bottle down and nuzzles up to me, his nose rubbing against my neck. I push my shoulder up and slightly turn my head, the reaction my body gives off from the tickle of his nose on my neck.

He giggles at me, and turns to look at the boys. It's past 11 and we're here, having the time of our lives. I can't believe this restaurant is still open, but Dom said this is usually his go to, so I assume they have a soft spot for him.

The game comes to an end and we stand up from the table, being crowned the winners. We thank Dom for getting most of our wins for us and throw his hands up, praising him. He grabs the gift card and places it in his pocket before hugging the trivia guy.

"We missed you, man, how's your tour been?" He asks, and Dom smiles as he squeezes his lip between his pointer finger and his thumb.

"It's been good, I've met a lot of new people. How has this place been?" Dom crosses his arms over his chest, trying to talk to him as proper as possible.

The dude looks at me and then back at Dom before smirking. "Yeah, I see," He says as he looks at me once more. "It's been good, business has been booming." He laughs as he looks at Dom and he starts to laugh as well.

Dom turns to look at me. "This is Junior," He says to me as he turns back to the guy whose name I have now learned. "Junior, this is Alaina." Dom greets us and I smile at him.

"Alaina, it's nice to see a new face come in with these idiots." He chuckles again, Dom laughing as well as the alcohol and his personality make him find everything funny. It makes me wonder if I'm the first person that he's brought in there besides the guys; I guess the first girl is what I'm trying to get at.

Dom throws his arm over my shoulders and pulls me close to him. "This is my girl." He says, and I widen my eyes. First off, he's introducing me to people as his girl. Second off, this is someone he seems to have known for a while and someone who is of importance to him. Third off, this is then first time I've ever heard him say my and girl in the same sentence using them this way.