In Love With A Beast

Now you can talk

Katie POV

I can't believe this is happening right now could things get any worse.

Aj: Hey you wanna go down to the hotel bar you look like you could use a drink

Katie: You know I actually could use a tequila right about now

Aj: Great let's go

She pulled me all the way down to the bar, where we saw a lot of people from work.

Aj: I'm gonna go find punk try to have fun and not put anyone through a table

I laughed and went up to the bar

Katie: Tequila please you know what make that two

???: Two don't you think that's a bit much

I turned around and I was face to face with a really tall guy wearing a leather jacket

Katie: I'm sorry who are you

???: The names Bryan but you can call me anytime

Katie: Well anytime I would really like it if you would take a step back or like ten

Bryan: Now why would I want to that babe

Katie: I don't know don't you like having all your teeth

Bryan: *laughs* You've got fire, I like fire (Can you guess where that's from A/N)

Katie: Okay you need to step away

He grabbed a hold of my arm and held it with a tight grip.

Bryan: I don't think so

Brock: Hey the lady said to step away

Bryan laughed and turned around to face Brock, but his smile faded when he saw who was standing behind him.

Bryan: Uh yeah I was just leaving

Brock smiled as the guy ran off, he picked up one of my tequilas off the bar.

Brock: You're welcome

Katie: I didn't need your help

Brock: That bruise on your arm says otherwise I looked down on my arm and I saw a black spot. Ugh! Men.

Brock: But he's right you know two tequilas is a little much

Katie: Well since you stole one of them now I only have one

Brock: What are doing down here I never took you as a bar kinda girl, don't get me wrong I know you love your alcohol but a bar really isn't you

I took a sip of my tequila

Katie: Says you

And I walked away

10 to 11 tequilas later I'm drunk as hell and I'm literally about to pass out.

Brock: Come on let's get you back to your room

The next morning

I woke up with a killer headache and I'm not even in my own bed. Wait! Where am I? Have I been kidnapped? I start to panic when I realize that I'm in Brock's room, in Brock's arms, and in Brock's bed.

Brock: Well good morning to you too

I turned in the bed to where I was facing Brock.

Katie: Oh so now you can talk