Alans POV
“C’mon Alan, you can take another shot!” Valentino yelled as Alan stumbled over the bar stool to get to the fresh round of whiskey shots.
Alan laughed and flicked him off as he grabbed the drink with his free hand and shot it back, slamming the now empty glass back on the table.
He looked back at his best friends giving them a lazy thumbs up with a drunken grin. As he turned back around to pay the rather handsome man behind the bar counter for his drinks out of the corner of his eyes he saw that all too familiar face. He turned his head back quickly as his eyes widened in sudden realization on who it was.
“Fuck” he muttered as he slowly turned back to the bar tender, trying to act as casual as possible as he handed the twenty dollar bill to the man he had been admiring all night, the bartender.
The man gave Alan his change back and he thanked him as he shoved the remaining bills and coins into his pocket then began to slowly walk away. He was begging that Oli wouldn’t see him. He half smiled at Phil as the other male waved him back over to the table they had been drinking at all night. Slowly he sat back down into the worn out stool then nervously looked over to the man covered in colorful tattoos, leaning again the bad. Valentino could see how un easy Alan was looking even though all three men where heavily intoxicated, Tino always knew when something was up.
“Hey Alan, you ok?” Tino asked
But Alan couldn’t hear him over the music let alone all the thoughts crowding his mind, he was too focused on the man at the bar that had cause him so much pain in the past. He was hitting on a blonde girl, about twenty four maybe. She was wearing shorts that showed her ass and a shirt three sizes too small to show off her obviously fake boobs. Alan couldn’t exactly tell what Oli or the girl was saying but he knew the British man all too well and knew he was hitting on her big time, probably something along the lines of;
“Hi I’m Oliver” and just the accent will get you interested in him “I play in a band called Bring Me The Horizon, have you heard of us?” then something like “I’m awfully lonely on the road. Maybe you would want to come back to my tour bus? You can meet the rest of the band.”
“Alan!” Phil yelled and Alan shook his head coming back to reality.
“Wh-what?” he asked obviously missing something
“You ok man?” Valentino asked again
“Yeah man, I’m good” He nodded slowly then turned his head back to look over at Oli, but he and the girl were gone now
Probably got lucky, again. Poor girl.
Alan looked around the room a little to see if he had just moved somewhere else
Why are you so caught up on him? After everything he did to you
He decided not to worry himself over it too much, maybe he just got bored and left. Alan bit down on his lip for a moment trying not to let his thoughts get to him.
Phil hit his arm playfully just as Valentino was going up on the poorly put together stage to sing Karaoke. Alan laughed softly before digging his phone out of his pocket and quickly taking a picture then editing it on Instagram with the caption
“UR BOI KILLING IT ON STAGE!!”
He posted and watched as the flood of fangirls commented and liked and liked the photo, he shook his head and locked the screen before sliding it back into his pocket
