Meghan, My Chaos

Chapter 4

Chapter 4: Bar

Meghan's POV

Anong oras na kaya?

'Yon lang ang laman ng isip ko habang umiinom sa bar na 'to. 24 hours itong bukas, and because I'm not sure how long I'll be drinking today, ito ang pinili ko.

This bar looks a bit vintage. The walls are wooden, with hanging shelves near the counter where different kinds of drinks are displayed. It's that kind of bar you'd go to in a really lonely day—the kind of bar that looks best with afternoon sun rays.

I went here around noon, and I lost track of time because of the alcohol, but I'm guessing it's already 4.

"Ang aga mo namang uminom," biglang bati sa akin ng isang lalaki na kararating lang.

"If you call 'this' early, then I guess you'd be shocked by the fact na ilang oras na akong nandito," sabi ko sa kaniya at natawa.

He looks rich—clean shoes, hair, and nails. He's in a simple white shirt and pants. And of course, an expensive watch that completes his look. He looks a little older than me. Maybe 4 or 5 years older?

"Well, that's pretty shocking," sabi niya at ngumiti sa akin, making me wanna fuck him. "I want what she's drinking," sabi niya sa bartender at napangiti ako.

"You don't look like a heavy drinker."

"Bakit? Matapang ba 'yang iniinom mo?" he asked at napatingin siya sa bartender na naglagay ng Martini sa harap niya.

"Para sa akin, hindi naman masyado. I don't know about you," I answered, making him smirk before taking a sip of his drink.

"I may look innocent, but I think I can handle more of this than you," he muttered, then drank while looking into my eyes.

"E 'di padamihan tayo ng maiinom," hamon ko sa kaniya habang napapangiti.

"Sure! My pleasure," agad niyang sagot sakin, grinning at me. "I was planning to stay here today," aniya I gave him a confused look. Inorderan niya ko ng isa pang glass ng Martini.

"You drink that much?" nagtatakang tanong ko at tinawanan niya ako.

"No," sagot niya. "I own this place." Well... wow. I mean, I think someone who owns a bar would be the best match for someone like me. "Madalas kitang nakikita rito. Pero hindi nang ganitong oras, maaga ka ngayon." He's rich-rich.

"Is that a compliment?" I asked at tumawa siya. Uminom ako ng isang shot ng tequila at humarap sa kaniya. "You're cute," bulong ko at nilapit 'yong mukha ko sa kaniya.

Tinatamaan na ko ng mga ininom ko. But I don't really mind. I never really gave a shit about doing reckless, stupid things.

"That's the same exact thought on my mind every time na nakikita kita," he whispered and I pulled him into a kiss.

He tasted like... me. We both taste like a couple glasses of Martini.

He wasn't anything special. He kissed me like how all the other guys do. Full of nothing but lust, and lust alone.

I've always wondered how it would feel to kiss someone I'm actually in love with. I wonder if it would be better. I wonder if it would be any different.

I wrapped my arms around his shoulder. He smelled good. He smells like busy men do—the smell of manly perfumes with the mix of the scent of papers and offices. Binuhat niya ako as I bite his lower lip, feeling myself get wet as I suck the fuck out of his lip.

"Tell everyone not to disturb me," sabi niya sa bartender. "I'll be a bit busy." God, he's fucking hot.

"So what's your name again?" I whispered habang paakyat kami ng hagdan, sa likod ng bar counter. "Declan," he whispered at kinagat pabalik 'yong labi ko.