Takes two.

Takes two~{ part 1}~

"You are a fucking idiot!" Says Gabriella with a tear in her eye "you did it again but look how it's turned out now!, I've tried to help but honestly there's no fixing you!" "IM the idiot no!, you are the one who fucked Tim while on our first date,he was 16 you were 23 why would you do that you absolute bitch I'm going to the bar don't follow me or try to speak me when I'm back!" Says James and storms out in tears of rage "fuck it," he says his girlfriends words seeping deeper and deeper "I am a idiot such a fucking idiot"
He walks himself to the bar contemplating his actions..
He arrives at the bar and is desperate for a drink or two and the bartender approaches "two shots of vodka please" he says you can tell he's numb by his voice but it's not enough he wants number than numb he doesn't want to feel anything at all.
He takes the shots feeling the adrenaline kick in with the alcohol and a girl stumbles over to him "hey, are you okay?" She says it's obvious she's drunk but she's trying to seem sober. "Yeah, I'm fine" he says looking up at her, Captivated by how gorgeous her black laced dress looks on her. She pulls up a chair "you sure don't look like it so what is it?" She says smiling. "Erm, why the fuck would I randomly open up to a stranger" he says his voice cracking from the tears before arriving at the bar. "Because I'm concerned.." she says "I'm Stella by the way". She smiles and turns her attention to the many empty glasses on the table "fuck, you've had quite a bit to drink" she says "just- ugh you know what I'm not opening up to you especially when you are judging me" he says eyes cold. " no,no I'm sorry I was just saying it must of been a rough day for you" she says frowning. "Yes, it was" he says looking ashamed "bartender!, can I get a whisky please the strongest one!" He shouts.
After half an hour James and Stella are really drunk now and the conversation is flowing until he decided to tell her "you know what I'll tell you what happened today it's quite embarrassing though so me and my wife had a huuuuggge arguement so yeah" he says slurring his words, "oh shit, um do you maybe wanna stay at mine so you don't have to go back to your wife?" She says smiling. "Um yeah sure let me just grab my phone" says James attempting to stand up. Stella and James get a taxi back to her place and they sit on the sofa, James with his keys to his house in hand and phone on table and Stella with vodka. "About your wife" says Stella "have yous been married long?". "No only 3 months, but I don't know if I want to be with her anymore my heart belongs to someone else " he says looking into her eyes glistening in the moonlight. "Oooo who?" She says very curious. He leans in "you" he says just above a whisper. He kisses her on the lips very passionately.. and after a while he hears his phone vibrating "shit, lemme see who that is" he says moving his head to look at his phone. "Shit, shit, shit,shit it's my wife MY FUCKING WIFE" he says scared. He picks up "hey" he says "WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU, YOURE NOT AT THE BAR OR OLI'S HOUSE SO WHERE ARE YOU?!" She says furiously. He quitely ties up his buttons on his shirt and he says "babe I'm at a friends house I'll send you the address ok?" He says reassuringly. "Ok I got it, that's 20minutes away so I'll see you soon" she says softly and hangs up. " ok Stella my wife's on her way, can you send me your number we should stay in touch" he says smirking. " Yeah as in friend way or the other way?"