Chapter Twenty Six- A Bartenders Advice
The drive to Dublin seemed to take forever. I was trying to block out everything that was irrelevant but my mind wouldn't allow that to happen.
Sean was singing off key to the Arctic Monkeys, and I was a little unsure if he could possibly sing any worse. I was ready to bang my head against the window repeatedly until I got a concussion. But then I was reminded of the everyone at home.
Charlotte was probably angry with me.
Hell, Charlotte was always angry with me.
I've been here for a while now and I've only seen Greg like once. Theo probably doesn't even remember me..
Mum seems lost, I know she wants whats best but..
"You look absolutely banjaxed, what's wrong with you?" Sean asked me, looking back and forth between the road and the wheel.
"Just got a lot on my mind is all.." My hands raked through my hair.
"Don't worry Niall, the first stop will be my friends bar.. Then I'll take you to have a little fun with some ladies." He winked. But instead of feeling giddy or excited I just felt worse.
"I dunno Sean.." I trailed off, trying to show him that that isn't what I wanted. Yes, I want to drink, but I also want to stay away from the whole female population right now.
We eventually pulled up to the bar and Sean got out with me. He ordered me a round of shots, but I decided to just stick with some beer. Takes longer to get drunk, yes, but sometimes that's all that you really need.
Some girl came and sat near me and tried to flirt with me but I brutally rejected her. I hoped she would take the hint after a while and leave but she instead stayed and continued to sit next to me.
"I'm sorry if I made it seem like I'm easy or really desperate to get with you.." She apologized and took a sip of her margarita.
"Don't apologize." I don't get what she would be apologizing for. Other than wasting my time, but..
"I'm not-" she started but then sighed. "I'm not into you.." I looked over and eyed her suspiciously.
"Okay, um... Did I ask?"
She furrowed her eyebrows in hurt and then shook her head as she stood up to walk away. I suddenly felt bad for being so rude and wanted to make it up to her but she disappeared into a crowd of people.
I let out a long breath that I didn't know I was holding and the bartender approached me.
"What's wrong?" I looked up to see green eyes staring at me. He had a towel hanging out of his pocket and his arms were on either side of me.
"So-so many things are wrong.." I mumbled and he shook his head nodding.
"I know you're probably not in the mood to hear this, but sometimes- actually most of the times alcohol isn't the answer.."
And I drank to that.
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