They sit back down at our table and I feel my phone get ripped out of my hands, Lucas snatches it away before I have the chance to lock it, and he goes searching for the new blackmail material I have on him.
“Give that back you jackass” I screech.
“Not until this god forsaken video is deleted. There is no way I’m taking a chance of it ending up on the internet.”
“C’mon, please” I beg. “I won’t show anyone, I just want it for the memories.”
He rolls his eyes at me, “I’m still deleting it.”
I refuse to let him get rid of that video, it’s pure gold.
I get up from my seat and rush over to him, I lean over his body as he extends his arm back. He holds my phone just out of reach so I inch forward a bit more to try and get it.
Someone clears their throat and I realize to that I’m basically straddling Lucas. My entire body feels like it’s engulfed in flames, this is so embarrassing.
He smirks at me before clicking delete on the video and tossing my phone at me.
“You’re an ass” I grumble.
“I know, at least I’m self aware.”
Such an arrogant prick.
I finish my drink and walk over to the bar. Standing there patiently, waiting for the bartender to come to me, and look to my right. There’s a guy standing to my right, not paying attention to me at all.
He’s really cute, brown hair laying in loose waves, with full lips and freckles lining his cheekbones.
His eyes flick to me and I’m embarrassed for a second before he smiles at me softly. His eyes are deep green, and his smile is fucking perfect.
I smile back, only looking away when the bartender grabs my attention and I order a drink.
When the bartender comes back she hands me the drink and the bill, but before I have the chance to pay, the mystery guy speaks up. “You can put her drink on my tab.”
I look at him, “you don't have to do that.”
“Yeah, but a pretty girl like you deserves to have a drink bought for her every once in a while.” His smile glows, and my heart melts knowing it’s for me.
“Thank you” I say, biting the inside of my cheek.
“Don’t mention it.” He starts to walk away, taking a sip of his drink.
“Wait!” I yell after him, and he turns around, raising his eyebrows at me. “Aren’t you going to ask me my name?”
“That depends, do you want me to ask you your name, mystery girl?” A smile dances on his lips as he takes a step towards me.
“Maybe” I shrug.
He laughs, “what’s your name?”
“Claire, the name’s Claire.”
“Pretty name for a pretty girl.”
He goes to turn away again and I jump out to grab his arm. The moment he turns around I drop my hand, “don’t I get to know yours? It’s only fair.”
“Nathan, it’s nice to meet you Claire.” He disappears into the crowd, leaving me with blushing cheeks and a stomach full of butterflies.
“It’s nice to meet you too Nathan” I whisper to myself.
