Running in circles(Post Malone Story)COMPLETED

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Taylor walked me back to the hotel. I had to talk him down from taking me back to my room. I dont think that would be wise. My already messed up head might let something stupid happen and I would regret it in the morning. We stood awkwardly on the sidewalk at the front of the hotel. I was trying to think of a way to end the night without it sounding rude or that I didn't have a good time. I did, I just couldn't switch my brain off. I could tell he wanted to kiss me but I don't think I was there yet. Or if I would ever be again. I fidgeted with my bag as we made small talk. Trying to find the perfect opening to dart away. "Well I'm going to get going Taylor I've got a long drive tomorrow" I see it coming, Taylor leans in to kiss me. I quickly turn my body away so his lips land on my cheek. I feel guilty and I don't even know why, he broke up with me. He said he couldnt do the long distance relationship thing. He didn't want me to move to L.A. It was always his opinion or his feelings that mattered more, all because he was the one going to college. So when we broke up I did it anyway, mostly to spite him. It was always mine and Austins dream, from when we first met. So even if we weren't doing it together I needed to make sure for my dad's sake I was going to go. Fortunately some might say I landed on my feet and met Adam. The unfortunate part was that I was now stuck in this low rent version of a Netflix show.I smile shyly as I waved goodbye. I stated to walk towards the lift until I decided I needed a strong drink, to calm myself. A little night cap. I sat at the bar and ordered 2 fireballs. They slid down too easily. I ordered 2 more. I sat cradling it in my hand while I thought about Taylor. I swirled the liquid around in the glass, watching the liquid slowly drip back down the glass. Taylor was perfect on paper. But I didn't want someone perfect, that just made me look like a car crash compared. He might seem like he's got his life together but his expectations for life outweigh reality. He did want the perfect house wife, the one that would have his 4 kids and stay at home. A soccer mom that will drive a mini van and do costco runs. I'm definitely not that person. The only time I go to Costco is for alcohol, cookies and cake.

I hadn't noticed the seat next to me become accompanied. I sank the shot quickly and picked up my forth. Again swirling the liquid around and feeling memorized by the honey coloured liquor. "Penny for your thoughts?" his familiar drawl sent shivers down my spine. That sexy raspy voice. I darent look up. I tipped the shot in my mouth, swallowing hard before asking for another 2. "Rey, you've already had 4. Your not a drinker"

"How would you know?" I finally looked at him. Only able to look at him because of his stupid assumptions making me annoyed. He didn't know me anymore. It's been 3 years. I could be an alcoholic for all he knows.

"I deserved that" he hung his head and took a sip of his whiskey. That was his sad drink. The drink he drank when he wanted to drown out the world. He spun the glass around in his hand slowly. "How was the date?"

"Not that it has anything to do with you but it was nice to catch up with Taylor" I sank my 5th shot. I really didn't want to have this conversation while we where both inebriated.

"I still can't believe you went out with him. He's such a douche" he nodded for the bartender to top him up. He never liked Taylor, even in high school. He was too straight laced, a goody goody.

"You don't even know him" I knew I was sounding defensive.

"Yeah and I don't wish to" he pouted. I just shook my head at how childish he sounded. "You look real nice tonight by the way" I watched a blush spread across his cheeks

"Thank you Austin" I drank my 6th shot and picked up my bag, standing and smoothing out my dress. "Goodnight Austin" with that I trotted off, my heels clicking along the tiles of the lobby floor. I felt him behind me as I waited at the lift door. Once the lift arrived I stepped in and he pressed the button for the penthouse suite and stood behind me. I rolled my eyes thinking 'of course he had the penthouse suite' I could feel his eyes burning into me, him checking me out. If the situation had been any different I know we would have been ripping each others clothes off on this journey. I feel him step forward and I try to control my breathing. His tall frame looms over me as he leans into my neck, his hot breath tickling me. Before I could feel his lips on my skin the lift stopped at my floor. I turned and nodded politely before exiting. His face fell. He put his hand out to stop the doors from closing.