Best Friends For Never

I climbed out of the car and followed Sophie to the front of the club, “Why is there nobody here?”

Sophie frowned, “It must be closed,”

Sighing, I turned back around, “Let’s go. Looks like this night finished before it started,”

She grinned wickedly, “I don’t think so!”

I raised an eyebrow, “What do you mean?”

Sophie pulled a bottle of Vodka out of her purse, “You don’t need to go to a club to have fun with alcohol, Tal.”

I grinned and grabbed the bottle out of her hands, taking a swig, “You know I love you, right Soph?”

Sophie nodded and took the bottle out of my hands, gulping down the liquid, “Yeah, I know. I love me too.”

A few minutes later, Sophie and I were both completely drunk and seemed to have wandered off somewhere. I for one had no idea where we were.

“You think I should get all the fat sucked out of my thighs? I saw it on TV!” Sophie asked, hopping onto a low wall.

I sat down next to her, “Naaaah, you have nice thighs!”

Sophie grinned and leaned back, swinging her legs. I did the same, but leaned back further and instead fell backwards, off the wall.

“Help!” I shouted waving my legs around, not making any effort to stand up.

Sophie giggled, “Shhh, there’s a cute guy walking past.”

I heard footsteps then a deep masculine voice, with a surprisingly English accent said, “What happened?”

Sophie giggled again, “My friend fell off a wall like Humpty Dumpty.”

“She did?” The voice said, sounding amused.

“Humpty Dumpty sat on the wall, humpty dumpty...” I began, “Hey Soph, what comes next?”

A hand appeared in front of me, “I think you should stand up before you start singing, I mean I'm fine with it, but I don't think you want me seeing your underwear,” the owner of the English accent said.

I put my hand in his and let him pull me up, in my drunken state, I stumbled forward into him, “Whoops,” I said into his chest.

Mr. Accent laughed and put his hands on my shoulders, pulling me back, and looked down at me, his laughter abruptly stopped.

“Talia?” he asked, disbelief written all over his face.

I looked up at him, frowning slightly. He was extremely hot; he looked about 6 foot, his toned muscular arms gave me the impression that he had a six pack under his shirt, his slightly messy blonde hair was falling into his weirdly familiar bright blue eyes, which were wide with shock eyes as he stared at me, while I silently wondered how he could have such a great tan if he was from England. Wasn't it always supposed to rain there?

I grinned at him, “Yes Mr. Accent; that is my name!”

His eyes widened in surprise as he looked me over, taking in my outfit and the bottle of Vodka in my hands, “Talia Jones?”

Sophie gasped and leaned down to whisper in my ear, extremely loudly, “He knows your name! STALKER!!!”

The guy shook his head, still frowning, obviously having heard Sophie’s lame attempt at whispering, “I’m not a stalker.”

I took a step forward, almost falling over as I did so, “Then how do you know my name, huh?”

He opened his mouth to speak, “I’m... actually, never mind, you won’t remember my name anyway, judging by the state you’re in.”

I put a hand on my hip, “What state am I in, huh?”

He shook his head, “I just can’t believe that you... I mean, what the hell do you think you’re wearing? And you’re drinking?” He asked, spitting out the word as if it was a curse, making me raise my eyebrows in surprise.

Sophie giggled, “Don’t tell him you were in jail yesterday, he might chop you head off.”

The unidentified guy’s jaw dropped open, “You were in jail?”

The shocked expression on his face told me that he was obviously not expecting to hear that about me, which left me slightly confused since I didn’t even know who he was.

I rolled my eyes, “Mind your own beeswax.”

On cue, Sophie began making a buzzing noise.

Mr. Accent, still looking astounded, asked, “Do you girls need a ride home?”

Sophie stopped buzzing around and nodded eagerly, “Yes please!”

I faced Sophie, “Nuh-uh Soph, I still think he’s a stalker. And he went all creep on me when you told him I was in jail.”