The one I shouldn't fall for

Reunited

I'm so happy to be going to see my Mum today, I've not been over to see her in four years, she's had to come and see me and now that it's time for the hen night and the weddings in only four weeks I think it's perfect timing to get back and get away from everything back here.
Here's a little background information... Almost seven years ago my mum met Garry on a night out in Northern Ireland before they fell in love etc. she soon moved over to Northern Ireland to be with him and it wasn't long before they were engaged, I visited her a lot at first but after falling for a guy over there and him being an ex criminal, drug addict, binge drinker and cheeky shite it didn't go down well for my Mum. He didn't want me to leave but I had to remove myself from the situation, he wasn't in a good place at all. I ended up getting pregnant and after I told him he got really drunk and high before telling me to get rid of it, that he didn't want me or the baby and he wanted other girls so it was a perfect time for me go remove myself from the situation. Four months into my pregnancy I sadly lost the baby and I managed to convince myself that it wasn't my time and it must've been for the best. I'm wearing my black floral print strappy midi dress with red chunky platform heels and a matching clutch, my blonde hair is down and both my tan and makeup is sitting well so I'm happy. Since it's the hen night and it's all girls I don't need to worry about bumping into him tonight so I'm looking forward to a stress free and no worries night. Even if I did see him he probably wouldn't notice me, over the last four years I've changed a lot, I've lost 4 stone, went from being a blonde to a brunette and I've grew up a lot. Now being 22 I'm ready to go back and I'm looking forward to hearing the Irish accent as personally I think it's the greatest accent ever, welsh in second place. When I'm finally ready I phone a taxi and head to the club where the hen night was last saw by my auntie tagging them all in on Facebook. My Mum doesn't know I'm showing up tonight, she thinks I'm coming over closer to the wedding so this should be funny, Garry and I arranged the whole thing to surprise her so I'm really looking forward to it. I arrive at the Queens Arms, pay the hot Irish taxi driver and head in, my heart is pounding. I go to the toilet and make sure I'm looking alright before heading into the pub and spotting my Mum in the crowd across the room, I walk over to her and when she finally spots me it's so cute,
"RACHAEL! Am I dreaming? Are you actually here? You came!" She states as she starts to cry,
I sit down beside my Mum and calm her down,
"Garry and I arranged for me to come and surprise you" I smile,
"It's the best surprise ever honey, I love you so much" she states,
"Love you Mum" I reply, we spend the next hour catching up and she introduces me to all of her friends when we all decide to head to Patsys Bar, I walk in and head to the bar as it's my round getting two bottles of red, two bottles of white, eight jägers and a long vodka before heading over to where the ladies are. The closer I'm getting the worse the pain in my stomach is getting, there's a man beside my Mum and he has his arm around her, fuck. It's Garry, this is where the stag do must be, shit. I get to the table and put all the drinks down before downing to jägers and sitting down across from my Mum and Garry,
"Hiya doll! So happy you could make it" Garry states before getting up and giving me a cuddle,
"I'm happy to be here, finally" I smile,
"We're so glad to have you here Abbs" my Mum states before Garry nods in agreement.
I hear a familiar Irish accent and a familiar voice but it must just be one of my family members,
"Mum, I'm going to the shop, do you need fags?" I ask,
"Aye hen, get me 20" she smiles before floating away back into Garry's arms, I love them together,
I get my clutch and head outside and to the shop across the road, I come back with the cigarettes and stand having one at the door to realise I don't have a fucking lighter. What a tit. I turn around to the person beside me,
"Do you have a light?" I ask,
"Aye pet" he replies, I can't see him for the black jacket he's wearing and as it starts to rain I step under the door of the pub so that my hair doesn't get wet. I draw my cigarette away from him and asses him from where I'm standing beside him, he's about 6'3", red hair hair, blue eyes and is overall a really handsome guy. I see him looking at me,
"Thanks again" I state thanking him for the lighter,
"No sweat, do I know you?" He asks,
"I thought I knew you too but maybe I've just saw you when I've been visiting one time" I reply,
"Probably, I love your accent" he states,
"Well thank you, it's so good hearing so many Irish accents when I'm over" I laugh, finishing my fag,
"Northern Irish" he states while smirking, "so who are you?" He asks coming closer to me,
His aftershave is familiar, it clicks. Fuck. It's him. It's Jack.
"I need to go back in now" I state before walking back into the pub and leaving him there, I head to the toilet and just stare at myself in the mirror, Rachael it's been 4 years, suck it up! I give my hair a brush, top up my red lipstick, powder and mascara before fixing my dress and leaving the toilet and going back into the hall. I return to the table and find that I have another long vodka waiting on me and that's exactly what I need, alcohol. I sit down beside my Mum where Garry was when I left so that I'm facing the dance floor and I see Jack talking to Garry, he doesn't know me, it's all good. I see Garry's son Jamie and jump up to meet him before he shouts but it's too late,
"RACHAEL!!!!!" He roars running towards me and picking me up! I'm trying to hold down my dress and he's spinning me, "fuck! You've grown up!" He smiles,
"It's only been a few years!" I laugh, Jamie and I FaceTime at least once a week but we haven't seen each other physically in ages and I'm so happy to see him, my Irish big brother!
"My wee sisters back! This calls for a family photie" he beams before giving the phone to one of his pals and we pose for a picture, two was taken, one of us pissing ourselves at one another then the other with us smiling at the camera,
"I've missed you Rach" Jamie states,
"I've missed you Jams" I smile,
"Still like a jäger?" He asks before we both walk over to the bar and down three each, oh it's good to be back.
We then start to dance to Basshunter, Calvin Harris and all of the old songs which is the best laugh I've had in ages, I've missed Jamie so much. We then sit down at a table with Jamie where a few of his friends are,
"Do you want a drink?" I hear someone ask, I look up to see it's Jack,
"Not from you mate" Jamie asks, he's the only person that knows what actually happened with Jack and I and he's always been really protective of me and Jack being the way he was didn't make it any less,
"What's that supposed to mean?" Jack asks,
"I've already got one, thanks though bud" I but in stopping the argument that was brewing from happening, sliding a friend zone in there too
"Let me know if you need anything Rachael" he winks at me and I know he's not changed, except for his tattoos, his shirt is revealing the many tattoos on each of his arms and they're so hot, on his right he has a mixture of clouds, stars, a half moon, dice, diamonds, a hand watch and roses while on the left there is swallows, small stars, spiderweb on his elbow, quote on his forearm, four of the highest cards in all suits and a candy skull. As he walks away I let out a sigh of relief and I suddenly feel like a burden has been lifted from my shoulders automatically, as Jamie and I are sitting we catch up on everything that has happened over the past four years in the space of two hours and it feels great to finally let it all out to him, he was never just my brother but my best friend too and I finally have him back. As he then spots the girl he wants to pull across the room he leaves me with his friends who are all really nice guys,
"So you're the famous Abbie" someone asks before sitting down beside me,
"The one and only" I laugh looking at him, he's hot.
"Nice to finally meet you, I'm Liam" he beams revealing a pearly white smile,
"The pleasures all mine" I reply looking this handsome chap up and down, he's around 6'4", dark hair, blue eyes, built and tattooed, what a beauty,
"Where are you staying?" He asks, his accent getting more and more prominent,
"The lodge hotel" I state,
"That's a good one, that's where Garry and Helen are getting married eh?" He asks,
"Yeah" I nod, sipping away at my long vodka,
"I'm going for a cig, fancy joining me?" He asks,
I nod and as I walk towards the door I see my mum and Garry leaving, Garry explains that my Mum is steaming and the excitement has gotten to her and is now pished and although he is too, my mums still his main priority and I love that about him. We get outside and it's stopped raining so we can stand on the pavement instead of having to hide under the canopy.
"Jamie never mentioned you were this hot, when I asked about you I was told you were a pretty young lassie but I never imagined you to look this stunning" he laughs,
"Well, thanks I think. Jamie's probably just trying to look out for me, he always does and I'm thankful for that" I smile, taking another draw, "you're hot" I state, I think this must be the drink kicking in, I'm sure it is. It's not good.
"Thank you babe, you've got some good craic" he states before putting his fag out and slowly moving towards me, he then takes the cigarette from my mouth and throws it away and as he gets closer I blow it in his face while watching him bite his lip, I then close my eyes and I don't feel him there anymore. I'm in my bed. What the fuck happened last night?! Another reason why I've stayed away for so long! The alcohol is amazingly strong!