Hate You, Really?♥ (ON HOLD)

Chapter Seventeen

Mike's POV :

That Girl is going to be the death of me! I watch her walking away and am reminded of how drop-dead gorgeous she is.

  "Whats Up, Man?" I hear Richard say behind me as his hand pats my shoulder. My body immediately stiffens as though he could feel how worked up I am. Just then two other guys from our school slide around the table, filling the space.

  "Hey Guys" I tip my beer bottle towards them in greeting before taking a swig. We are all underage. But thankfully the owner of the bar is my old uncle who loves us and misses his youthful days and so allows us to anytime have fun at his bar. Richard is my bestfriend since birth and I know his Money Crisis too well and so I suggested to give him this party as a treat. Nobody else knows this I doubt that even Rachel knows. If she would have known she wouldn't have allowed it. She is too proud for money matters and so is Hannah! I glance around at the table and watch Richard and Rachel as they tuck their heads together.

 

  I've known Richard so long and he too was a player like me but since Rachel he's not looked at any other girl at all. The Guy Is Whipped! He plans on studying alot and making a life for him and his girl! I hope he succeeds In His Mission. For love like this deserves the best!

  As if sensing someone watching them Rachel turns to look at me and smirks that all-too-knowing-smirk and tells me about the other guy Charlie or whatever being Hannah's colleague and how good they look together, Successfully making me pissed! Pissed at myself! Pissed at Hannah! As I cant love and I dont know I've already fallen. And this is too confusing and I hate it! Every bit of it! I just want Hannah to forget any other guy and I feel so Jealous and Possessive and Cant even do anything about it.

  A familiar giggle fills my ear and I tilt my head slightly to watch Hannah break through the crowd. Charlie has his hand on the small of her back, leading her to the table and I have to physically push past the urge to break his fingers. I dont know what they have done in the past few minutes but she somehow looks more tipsy. I watch her slide next to me and I can almost taste the tequila in the air.

  "Did you guys take shots at the bar?" I ask annoyed at the edge in my voice. Charlie grins. He bloody grins. Wtf! And Hannah giggles and gently sways in her chair. As if I just cracked a joke. Bloody Hillarious. My gaze never leaves her. Everyone else is busy, guys are talking about some game and others are just busy with their own thing. Charlie is talking to some chick next to him Luzy or Suzy or I dunno and dont care as I cant turn away from Hannah. I watch her as she folds her hand over her stomach. I can see she's not feeling good.  I wonder why? After so much alcohol she has consumed.

  "Did you eat dinner?" I ask softly, surprised at how quickly my anger turns to concern. She mashes her lips together and shakes her head. And I try to control my anger again. She cant drink like this and not eat before. I wrap my arm around the back of her chair and lean in, "Do you want to go home?"

  "Um..." she hums, glancing across the table towards Rachel - who's in the middle of a make-out session with Richard.

  "I dont want to inconvenience you and spoil the fun. I will go." Hannah says, already standing. Charlie begins to stand and I shoot him a death stare. He is not going to take her home. Over my dead body!

  "I've got her."  My tone couldn't be more clearer, wrapping my arm around her waist. Surprisingly, she doesn't protest. Instead, she pushes back into me, giving me her weight and pressing her soft curves against me.

  I glance down, "I am glad you're coming with me." She offers.

"So am I."  I say and I know its the truth and realize just how possessive I feel for her.
Only Her!

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