A/N : Outfit on the side bomb as hell. I really need those leggings in my life. That's what Bailey wore to the club. And video is Risky Business Parody the Scrubs version. If you want the original, it might show up on the side or search it. ENJOY!
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I was wiping down tables and picking up empty dishes from tables. After washing tables down and putting plates in the kitchen, I checked the time.
I silently cheered to myself and untied my apron. I hung it up on the wall and signed out before making my way to the back room to grab my stuff. "I'm leaving." I told Garrett as I walked by his office. He got up and handed me my pay. "Thank you."
"No problem." I twirled my keys around my fingers and proceeded to my car. Reese was taking extra hours, I guess to avoid Adam seeing as we were going out tonight. It was just going to be Ashley, Talia, and I which sucked because Reese was our fourth musketeer. It's been four days since their spat and nothing has happened. She stayed over my place Tuesday and Wednesday and slept over at Kinsley's on Thursday and was staying over there tonight.
I drove down to my apartment complex and hurriedly got out my car. I dialed Talia's number as I made my way to the elevator. "Hello?"
"Are you drinking tonight?"
"Yes. I was thinking on taking a cab. It's easier because I won't get into any accidents." She trailed off.
"Whatever. I guess I'll meet you there then." I hung up and unlocked the door to my apartment. It was quiet meaning Carter wasn't here yet. I shuffled to my room and stripped out of my clothes for a shower. Following my shower, I blew my hair out and brushed my teeth for a fresh, minty scent.
I made my way over to my room and blasted music from my speakers as I got ready for the night. I settled on a burgundy colored shirt with much detailing, leather leggings, and maroon, alligator print shoes. After grabbing a matching clutch and putting on some accessories, I proceeded to do my makeup finishing off my look with a dark red, matte colored lipstick. Deciding my look was done, I fluffed my hair and emerged from my room.
"And right now would be one of those moments where I would attempt to take you on this countertop right here." Carter said as I walked into the kitchen.
"I'm flattered." I opened the drawer grabbing extra cash and sticking it in my bra. Guys these days would rob me of my purse, but they couldn't rob me of my bra. "I thought you were going with us tonight."
"Waiting for Kyle to give me the okay that he's ready."
"Great. Now I'll have to find a way to successfully unlock the door when I'm drunk off my ass when I get back." I rolled my eyes.
"You'll figure it out." He walked to his room leaving me alone waiting for Talia's message.
As soon as it came, I opened the door, making sure to lock it on my way out and walked towards the elevator. After going down, I walked, without breaking my ankles, to the cab waiting out front.
"Look at you. Those leggings are killer Bails." Ashley said as I got in. The cab driver drove to our destination ignoring our conversation in the back. Thankfully, Ashley paid for the ride and we made our way into the club.
We heard about a ladies night, where we got in free before ten. It was 9:57. Inside was dark and loud music enough to make my heart feel like it was going to jump out of my chest at any given moment. The guys still weren't here. We went ahead and took the opening shot without them.
"Do you think Adam will show?" Ashley asked me.
"I don't know. Reese is working extra hours tonight, so she could avoid coming." Talia shook her head.
"If they get through this, which I know they will, they will come out stronger." Talia stated. "That guy has been staring at you since we came over here."
"Finally. My night can start." I took another shot and walked over to the guy who was casually checking me out. I leaned against the wall next to him. He seemed surprised at how upfront I was.
"And what brings you here?" I saw his lip tip upwards. He thought he was charming me.
"My friends noticed you staring at me from here. I decided, why not? Let's see what this guy is up to."
"I can't help it if I see a pretty lady."
"I'm flattered." I gave him one of those smiles that didn't mean anything. Just a way to get what I want. It's something that was a part of the Bailey Method which Talia called.
"Do you want to dance?"
"Let's just hope I don't bust my ass in the middle of the dance floor." I motioned to the heels when he looked at me in confusion.
"Don't worry. I won't let you fall." I was shocked at the sweet talk. Wasn't used to that one. He pulled me through the crowd until we found a place on the dance floor where I just let loose and allowed my hair to go in various directions.
I could feel him getting aroused as my backside made contact with him. "Can I buy you a drink?" He whispered in my ear as we were dancing. I nodded and we were going against the crowd on the dance floor.
I excused myself to the restroom as he got my drink. Of all times, this is when my bladder wants to act up. "What do you want?"
"Get me the same thing you're having." He flashed me a thumbs up and I went to go wash up. After doing my business, I made sure my make up was fresh and I didn't look like too much of a mess. I made my way back out taking notice that the rest of our group was here and Talia looked somewhat tipsy.
I waltzed back to the counter and saw my drink sitting there. If there was one thing I knew when dealing with the club scene, it's that you never take even a sip of a drink you left unattended. My motto: trust no one.
"I don't want to have wasted a drink." The guy seemed more like a creep now. I always trusted my gut, soI accidentally dropped my clutch and when he went for it, I swapped our drinks around. Better safe than sorry.
~∞~
Semi-drunk meaning I was semi-conscious. Guy from the bar was nowhere to be found leaving me to find another boy toy until this night ended. "You look familiar."
"I could say the same to you." I responded.
"Bailey, right?"
"In the flesh." I squinted my eyes a bit after gulping down the rest of my drink. "Oh, you're the attractive goalkeeper from the soccer team. I remember you."
"Direct, are we?" I only smirked.
"I can't believe I don't remember your name. You, with the exception of some other guys, were the only reason I went to soccer games." I said.
"I can't help but feel honored, and the name is Ethan."
"Yes. Ethan, brings back so many memories." He smiled at me.
"Do you want to dance?" I nodded and got up from the bar stool. One thing I hated was making my way through club crowds. I swear, people don't know what personal space was. When a club favorite came on, the fluidity in my hips were automatic. I loved when music controlled me, it brought out my inner beast.
Ethan knew what he was doing since his hand placements were easier to work with than the previous guy. I pulled his head down and whispered in his ear, "Let's get out of here." He nodded hurriedly and I made sure to alert Ashley and Talia of my exit. They really didn't care though which was better for me.
I'm guessing Ethan was sober enough to drive. His car was parked some distance away from the club. I felt like taking my heels off, but even with a clouded mind, my appearance came before my pain. Taking off my heels would only result in tackiness, something I could never do.
Ethan opened the door for me, a gentleman, before pulling out. We ended up going to my place making my mind swirl with ideas of how to kick him out tomorrow. Maybe I could get Carter involved. Guys always feel threatened by a man more than a woman, something that pissed me off to the core.
We parked at the complex and I walked slowly to my room. We went up the elevator and towards my door. I fumbled with my keys before successfully unlocking the door only to find a chick in my living room.
"Who the hell are you?" She asked me.
"Fucᴋ!" I yelled to no one in particular. Carter emerged and I cursed him silently. This roommate arrangement was going to be harder than I thought.
"You didn't tell me you lived with another girl." She squealed. "Oh my gosh! You're dating her, aren't you. You fucᴋing pig!" She grabbed her stuff.
"No, no, no! You've got it all wrong. Why would I be interested in her?" Carter remarked.
I scoffed. "You really want to go there."
"You are not helping Bailey." I kept my lips shut. The girl pushed past me before turning around and looking at me.
"I hope you know you are dating a cheater."
"We are not together!" I yelled after her. I saw Ethan standing at the side and suddenly remembered his presence.
"Well this is awkward." I face palmed myself. "I think I'm just going to go." He swiftly turned on his heels and headed to the elevator.
"Wow. I just lost a good bang for the night because of you. You know how many stories I've heard about him, and now I can't even experience it." I complained. "Thank you Carter."
"This is my fault?"
"Of course it is." I stomped my foot to emphasize my point. I ended up tripping over my own two feet and had to grab hold of the wall to keep myself from getting a mouthful of my rug. Making sure I was balanced, I added, "Lost my ticket to the best sex ever."
"Ethan is your definition of the best sex ever? I'm so shocked you lowered you standards Bailey." I was taking off one of my shoes when I decided to throw it at him.
He ducked it before looking at me like I was a madwoman. I attempted taking off the other one and just as I was about to throw it, Carter grabbed a hold of my arms and pinned them against the wall.
Bad decision because that was my number one turn on. Pin me against a wall and things take a turn. My mind was thinking about all the things we could do on this wall while Carter was saying words that I couldn't even hear due to my train of thought.
"Are you even listening to me?" He let out a heavy breath.
"Nah. Just thinking about this wall, and what we can do on it." And the cage is unlocked. His eyes widened when he realized what came out of my mouth. My potty mouth like my mom would call it.
"Are you okay? Do you have a fever?" He pressed a hand to my forehead letting one of my arms fall to my sides.
"Nope. It's just that you and I in this position is a massive turn on. My sex drive is heightened." Maybe I should lay off the alcohol, I thought to myself.
"Oh really now?" He quirked an eyebrow. His tone of voice was deeper and his eyes clouded over.
"And now you're turned on too." He lifted both eyebrows now. "I'm great at reading body language." We still hadn't moved from the wall. With one hand still enclosed around my wrist holding my shoe, and another hand trapping me between him, the situation looked weird at first glance.
One thing was for sure, Kyle was right about the sexual tension thing. It was thick and the room was getting hotter. I'm guessing it was the clashing egos that kept us still for a while before he let my hand go. The shoe in my hand fell onto his foot making me laugh as he screeched in pain.
"Even after all that, I still got you."
~∞~
If I thought drinking with Reese was bad, drinking with Carter was worse. I made the move to change into a white t-shirt and a pair of Victoria Secret boxer shorts before settling on drinking this beer in my hand.
Carter disappeared and I was hoping he tried to freefall out of his window. I was wrong however when he suddenly appeared with music in the background. I recognized the tune as Old Time Rock n' Roll most recognizable off of Risky Business. He came towards me, lip synching into the beer bottle he was clutching. I took notice of his absence of pants, only wearing boxers and an oxford shirt like Tom Cruise. With his backside facing me, I took this as a chance to check out his ass.
"Hey! You're supposed to be dancing."
"It's completely unnatural if I start dancing in the middle of the song." I took another sip out of my beer bottle.
"Fine. I'll restart it."
"What if I don't want to get up?" He lifted me up with ease and set me at the end of the hallway. On the first set of the intro. I already knew this was all going to go downhill. My slide out was discombobulated due to the moderate intoxication.
I rammed into Carter's side and we fell onto the floor. I laughed as he began to serenade me into his beer bottle that he miraculously held on to. I pushed him off and hopped onto the coffee table.
Still like that old time rock n' roll!
That kind of music just soothes the soul.
The music spewed out of the speakers as we made complete fools out of ourselves. By the end of the song, I had collapsed onto the couch out of breath and tired. I let the bottle roll out of my hand and onto the floor.
We were enveloped in silence before Carter spoke up, "I wouldn't be surprised if someone filed a complaint of public disturbance."
Like I said before, I'll just blame it on the alcohol.
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This chapter was so hard to write because I kept erasing it and shit. But, this is the ending. Minimal Bailey and Carter contact just the way I like it.
Yeah, so um... word of advice, never drink a drink that has been left unattended seeing as some guys like to drug girls drinks to get laid.
But yeah, BE SAFE! And vote, comment, follow. Still looking for cast members. I'm not even sure about Chace Crawford. I feel like there is someone better.
Hope you enjoyed the chapter.
P.S. > I'm aiming for two more updates this week.