Save me

Chapter five

Dylan's POV:

I tie my tie and look at myself in the mirror. I put on my black tuxedo and make my hair. It's almost the end of the month now and I know I don't have much time left before I go to jail. So at least I'm gonna enjoy it while it lasts as I didn't manage to find that much money.
I take a sip from my beer and pick my car keys up. Here goes nothing.

Hailey's POV:

I try to find my friends. I have to be the responsible adult for tonight as they are both clearly drinking. In a desperate attempt to make sure they aren't doing anything stupid, I find a crowd of teenagers gathered around a table.
"Chug chug!" They yell and I roll my eyes. Please don't be them.

"Great" I mutter once I catch a glimpse of them and jump in the crowd just to find both of them on the table downing alcoholic beverages and people around them cheering them. Fuck no I'm not cleaning their vomit later on.

I try to yell at them to stop but of course they can't hear me from the loud music playing from the speakers right next to them. How convenient. I am left with no other choice but to get on that table and drag them down. I climb on a stool and then on the table.
"Hey!" I yell at them and still get no answer from either of them. I look down to find everyone looking at me and cheering. What have I gotten myself into.
And as if things couldn't get any worse, I see the door in the back opening just to reveal a very very handsome Dylan. Shit.

Once his eyes meet mine, I realise what he must think of me being on this table with everyone looking at me. He must think I am a hooker. My eyes widen and I blush. He is wearing an amused smirk on his face as if he enjoys the sight of me on that table and I scoff.
I turn around to see my friends talking to their boyfriends and I know that they will take good care of them. I turn back to look at where Dylan was standing just to find him gone. Hmm, okay?
I turn around to get down but realise how high it actually is. Why did I agree to come, again?
"Put your hands on my shoulders" someone instructs me and I see Dylan standing in front of me now.
I hesitantly place my hands on his shoulders and he gently places his on my waist. He pulls me towards him and places me gently down.
"Thanks" I say and he smiles.
"You're alone?" He asks and I nod.
"You could say that. My friends seem to be busy over there anyway." I point at them making out with their boyfriends and he chuckles.

"Well then, would you like a drink?" He asks me and turns to look at the kitchen but all I notice is his jawline. Damn he is so hot. It will be so hard to stop myself from staring.
A mischievous smirk spreads on his face.
"You like what you see?" He says biting his bottom lip and I blush, knowing I got caught staring. I don't answer and he leans in to whisper in my ear.
"You can look all you like princess" he whispers seductively and I blush even more. Yeap I need a drink.