Passing Through

Chapter 12- It's my party and I'll cry if I want to

Readers POV

October 6th, 2017

You're looking at this guy like he was crazy, you must have heard him wrong. You were staring at him not because what he offered was crazy but also, it ruined your plans if you did this. "So, you will let me borrow a Mustang from your family's car lot if I go out with you?" He just smiles and nods. "You understand you don't need to bribe me to date you, unless you think this is some fucking Duke and Satine situation, in which I need to remind you several things at this point; this is not Paris, I don't live in a windmill and most importantly I'm not a whore." You say this while you laugh and place your hand on his arm in a sarcastic reassuring way. He laughs and leans in closer to you, out of habit you move slightly back from him.

"Yeah well, I usually impress women with my Chapman car commercial line, but alas you're a tough nut to crack, besides technically it wasn't my idea. Heard you got Logan angels watching over you." Out of instinct you looked over to where you saw Jimmy and Clyde last. When you looked over you saw only Jimmy talking really close to a girl with a brown pixie cut, not seeing Clyde you looked around till you spotted him. Of all the times of being in juvie and always being in trouble, you were proud to say you never got into a fight and felt what it's like to be punch in the stomach, but you were now sure this is probably what it felt like. Clyde was clinking his shot glass with a woman, but not just any woman, Tippi was back and you didn't even notice. Your heart kept breaking when you watched them, he was smiling and looking at her, she would place her hands on him and smile back. You just needed a pair of eyes to see that these two were hitting it off and both were very attracted to each other. "So, what do you say?" your eyes darted back to the man in front of you. The harsh reminder that this was it, flirt with men to get stuff and continue on your way, people like you, don't do love.

You looked down at the counter, to him it looks like you were acting shy, but you knew what it really was, but too scared to say out loud. "Um, sure, you actually came at a great time, I get three free days off work whenever I please." You tried to place you best seductive voice, hoping he would just think that you changed your mind.

"Great! How about next Friday?" With a smirk on his face you could tell that this guy got his way a lot, not a lot of people say no to him. You just smile and nodded to him. "7 sounds good?" you looked over to Clyde again who at the same time was turning his head to look at you. For what felt like minutes, hours, hell even days you stared at each other, what felt like not just looking at each other but looking into each other's souls. You were the first to drop it and just give him a smile of reassurance. Breaking eye contact felt like you were giving up, waving the white flag that was the possibility of something different.

You saw Tyler still looking at you with that smirk on his face, you placed a fake smile and touched his arm. "Actually, can we try for earlier?

Clyde POV

"Something wrong honey?" Clyde looks back to the woman in front of him, she was beautiful, he would be crazy if he didn't notice that every man in this bar had their eyes on her. Why could he not focus? She asked something before Clyde looked away, what was it again?

"I'm sorry, I always get distracted with the bar, what was the question you asked?" Clyde was shaking his head and rubbing his temples before looking back up at Tippi.

"Aww poor baby..." She leans into the bar and placing her hand on his that was holding the edge of the counter. "Maybe it's time to find some decent help so you don't have to be so stressed." Clyde looks up ready to protest that he did have good help from Y/n, until she interrupted. "I asked when you could take me out on a proper date silly."