This story is set in the expanded Saints Row Universe and for the time being will not involve major Saints Row characters for my own personal choice.
Eventually some characters may come in and out- But for the time being it will only be following my main character in the universe as an off-canon-off-the-Row kind of idea
It was finally about the time I should have been at the club, and although I got here about half an hour early I still needed to be fashionably late. What kind of first impression would I make if I wasn't?
Then again, What if they like someone who always is impressively on time?
What if they think I'm a lazy scum-bum who can't get a job?
But I have a job?
What if they're not even slightly impressed with my job?
I'm over thinking things, aren't I?
With my lungs filled and my rib cage exapnding from the deep breath I just took, I pushed open the doors to Club Koi and walked in rather sheepishly. My eyes darted around the hysterically dancing drunks looking for Hayley. As I pushed through several people, One whom may or may not have been vomiting as I certainly didn't get a good enough look and the club smelt like vomit on a daily basis, my eyes finally locked to the small hispanic woman I called my best friend and two others.
The girl I found for Hayley was there and seemed to be... interesting to say the least. Her make up was far beyond that of normal, everyday make-up and her spray tan was on the verge of black-face. Her bleach blonde hair was straightened so far to Hell it smelt slightly of bacon, tears and probably scared off half of the club dancers whom all seemed to be flamboyantly gay men.
Go figure.
Her shorts were so high up her ass crack, I couldn't be entirely sure whether they were made that way or she was just too drunk to fix them and in all honesty, I couldn't make out the shirt on her if she had one. I wasn't really interested in looking at her or Hayley, who was clad in a rather seductive little black dress and black heels. I was too busy looking at my date- Who to be honest- looked like a god.
His beautiful green eyes were met and complimented perfectly with his tanned skin and his dark brown hair. His face framed perfectly with what could only be a chin-strap crafted by the gods themselves. He had on ripped jean-shorts and a tacky $5 shirt from what was probably Walmart- but style can always be upgraded and this dudes on IOS3 right now. But his face- EVERYTHING.
Wow I'm gay.
My eyes met with Hayley, who glanced back at me and gave me a wink as if saying " You're welcome."
I shot back a grin and reached my hand out to the man before me. " I'm Jack." I spoke rather surely, Shaking his hand firm.
" David. You can call me Dave." He smiled back, looking over to Hayley and then back to me, " So you're friends with Hayley-or-"
" Yeah-" I cut him off. " We've been friends for years. When'd you meet Hayley?"
" Oh I mean, She's a newer addition to my friends." Dave shrugged before placing his near empty glass of some kind of alcohol to his lips and took in the final swig left.
" Yeah?" My eyes sharpened and I assumed maybe he could see my expression change. Newer addition? I thought we were suppose to be setting up each other with close friends- Not... 'new additions'.
" Could you excuse me for a second?" I laughed, walking closer to Hayley.
My hand gripped her wrist tightly and I dragged her quickly outside the bar. As she stumbled out behind me, trying to catch herself as her brown curls bounced about, a grumble let out low from the depth of my throat.
" NEW ADDITION?" I glared at her, pointing a finger in her direction. " We said FRIENDS ONLY. NEW ADDITION, Hayley?! Really?!"
" What? You think he's cute don't you?" She shrugged, taking a lipstick out of her purse and smacking it to her lips.
" That's not the point." I crossed my arms tightly letting out a long sigh.
" Then what is? Because I think you like him because- let's be real," She giggled, " Who wouldn't? Isn't he yummy?"
" I'm not answering that." I stammered, keeping a pretty good poker-face, But she was breaking me.
" No? Cmon, Just admit it. You like him." She puckered her lips as she put the lipstick back.
" Fine... I like him." I glared, " Why are you so good at picking out dudes?"
" Sweetie, some call it an eye- I call it a gift. I just know hot guys." She laughed, placing a hand on her hip. She attempted to skip in her heels, that were probably 3 inches too high for her, before leaning against the wall of the club beside me. " There IS one problem though..." She spoke rather nervously.
I now noticed her eyes. Puppy-dog eyes.
God, what was it.
" And that is?" I asked.
" He... Might not exactly be... Gay."
" WHAT?!" I shrieked, jumping from the wall to the sidewalk. " He might not be gay?!"
" Might means he could POSSIBLY be gay!"
" but you said MIGHT NOT- Hayley?! You had one job?!"
" I had to get you a BOY for a double date tonight and I DID- You just might need to WORK for that ass."
" No!? Hayley! You had one job! Find a GAY GUY for me to go on a date with- I can't date a straight dude?! HE'S STRAIGHT?!" I shrieked again, turning away from her now.
My eyes met with the gym across the street that had a giant unicorn plastered on the side. " Look- That Gym has a fucking UNICORN painted on it- We are in the GAYEST city in ALL OF AMERICAand you couldn't find a single gay dude?!"
" I think you're seriously blowing this out of proportion, Jack- Besides, I heard straight guys breed like horses. Get him drunk enough and you're in for a wild night."
" Uhm, One, No." I glared, " Two, sex is FAR from the point- Hayley, I'M GAY. Like- I LIKE MEN. He's STRAIGHT- LIKE, HE LIKES GIRLS. Where'd you even find him?!"
" At the mall." She shrugged, looking down at her nails now.
" At the mall?! Hayley did you even try? Did you forget about tonight and, last minute, grabbed the first dude you saw?!"
" Sounds about right." She laughed, shrugging again.
" How'd you even get a STRAIGHT guy to agree to go on a GAY blind date?!"
" I just asked him, ' yo- dude, You like dicks?' and he was all ' yeah, I shop here all the time.' and I was like ' Aight whatever you say my dude- You wanna go on a date tomorrow night?' and he was all ' uh- I guess?'"
My eyes began to grow weary of the conversation. I rubbed my temple in frustration and glared slowly back at the brunette. " He's not on a date with ME he's on a date with YOU- He 'shops here all the time'- WERE YOU IN DICK'S SPORTING GOODS?"
" Ahh... Maybe I should've been more specific- been like ' You like dicks or chicks?'" Hayley laughed as she rubbed her neck. " But look at it this way, He's straight AND an athlete- He sounds like a keeper." She continued her giggles here and there before realizing she wasn't getting anywhere. " I'm sorry, Jack. I'm really, REALLY sorry."
She could apologize all she wanted, I wasn't interested. What was suppose to be a good night to get me away from all the problems in this city turned into another shitty experience. But I wasn't gonna let this ruin it. Tonight was my night off- I
was at the club- and I planned to have a good time. Besides, there were other guys inside. Maybe I could find someone else?
I couldn't.
I sat in the back of the club as nearly everyone began leaving. They were all either too drunk or too tired to stay this late. All besides Hayley and her date who were now BEYOND wasted and on the verge of alcohol poisoning. The two stood on top of the bar dancing and shouting to the music, stumbling with each step they made as they didn't think to take off their heels. Although few stayed to dance to the music, I was shit out of luck. I was stuck sitting in the back of the club, watching as my friend and her date I got for her were busy making fools of themselves.
Maybe I should be recording this?
Before I could even attempt to take my phone out Dave came back over and sat down next to me, a grin on his face. The two of us watched them dancing, laughing ever so slightly every time one of them would fall or spill their drink on themselves.
" I'm probably gonna head home." He spoke up after a few moments of silence.
" You don't need a ride?" I asked, standing up from my seat, " I didn't have a lick of alcohol tonight, I can take you home? My cars just outside."
" I'm fine. My place is just a block down from here." He smiled, sticking his hand out to shake mine. " It was nice to meet you, Jack."
I was hesitant to take his hand, but after I realized the seconds passing and how awkward it was becoming that I didn't, I grabbed the hand outreached towards me and shook it violently.
"It was good to meet you too!" I nodded continuously, walking out with him.
I couldn't help it. He was gorgeous.
I would have had such a better night if I didn't meet him. Or if he was gay. Why wasn't he gay. Nothing was going to happen tonight however, and after I went back in the bar and witnessed Hayley puking her brains out, It became even clearer to me
that the only thing I'd be doing tonight was cleaning up vomit. After I took her date home, whom told me her name was 'Cinnamon' after dropping her off at... the park- Which she claimed was her house, I took Hayley back to our apartment.
I dragged her out of the car and helped her into her bed.
" my my, my myyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyGimME LOVEEEeee..." She shrieked the song playing on her phone completely out of tune.
" Are you done?" I asked, tucking her in.
" I love this song." She looked at her phone with tears in her eyes, " This songggg..." her words slurred as she pet her phone.
" Hayley- I have this bucket here for you beside the bed, If you're gonna get sick use the bucket, ok?"
" Yes captain." She replied with a drunken giggle.
I rolled my eyes and shut the door behind me. I could still hear the music playing from her phone even after I left the room and I was beyond certain she was not asleep- But that wasn't my problem now. I went to my room and passed out.
Morning struck me like a bus.
I woke up to the smell of eggs, coffee and the fakest perfume I think I had ever smelt in my life which left me feeling sick on an empty stomach. I opened my door quickly and, whaddaya know, 'Cinnamon' was sitting in my kitchen, Hayley making breakfast.
" Morning Jackie-poo." Hayley seared the pancakes and grinned at me.
" Morning..." I replied rather confused, looking at the blonde in the kitchen seat. " How'd she get here- uh- No offense.. Cinnamon?"
" Sierra." She corrected with an embarrassed smile. " I made a complete ass of myself I'm guessing?"
" No... I'm just surprised you got here from the park- 3 miles away. You don't really live there do you?" I laughed, scratching my chin.
" Is your hair naturally purple? No-" She shared a heavy laugh with me, " I live around there. I stumbled in the park for a bit and then called my brother. Or so he says is what happened."
" So how'd you get here?"
" I went and picked her up. We had a great time last night, Jack- But even more interesting... You and her met last week?" Hayley smirked wickedly at me and I knew she wasn't going to let this one go now. " After we agreed?"
" A week is still longer than a day. I'm just saying." I laughed with a mouthfull of eggs. The sound of the TV and the laughter and conversations outside really put me in a better mood than I was in last night- and maybe the fact that I had all of today off from work as well.
I took a sip of the coffee Hayley had poured out for us and watched TV from the kitchen as Hayley and Sierra were sitting on the sofa and I didn't really want to intrude in on their time. However, before I could even finish my coffee there was a loud knock at the door.
" Are you guys expecting someone?" I asked in confusion as I rubbed my jaw.
" Maaaaybe..." Hayley grinned as Sierra giggled quietly. There was an elephant that I couldn't see, and I wasn't aware it was justbeyond the front door. Once I opened it, I saw the tall tanned man from last night standing there.
" H-Hi - Jack!" Dave grinned, " Hayley invited me over? said we'd all hang out today?"
" Y-yeah sure, of course." I stared confused but politely let him in. 'I'm going to kill you' I mouthed at Hayley as Dave walked towards the two women.
The elephant had been addressed and was now in my house. The elephant was in my living room and I was beyond embarrassed and confused with what to do.
Why was he here?
I mean- I know WHY he was here but he only has known me for a day? hardly? and he hardly has known Hayley for two!
Once breakfast was finished, Dave and Sierra went outside to wait while I got dressed and Hayley got her keys.
" Why'd you invite him?" I asked from my room, rather annoyed.
" Maybe you can get lucky?" Hayley laughed from the kitchen, taking a bite of the pancake sitting on the counter before looking around for her ever elusive keys.
" Lucky would be if a gay guy actually LIKED me- It would take a miracle for a STRAIGHT guy to like me."
" I dunno..." Hayley shrugged as I tied my shoes and fixed my shirt. " He was all around you last night. If he really thought he was on a date with me, He did a horrible job at it."
" OR he saw you DROOLING all over Sierra and figured he'd hang out with the only other person he knew at the club."
" How many straight guys would pass up the idea of a threesome with two girls." Hayley stopped looking to sass me.
" Ok, True but-"
" You said true! That's it. He's gay. You're gonna get married and have kids and I'll be an aunt and they'll call me Aunty HayHay"
" Hayley, I love your support and all but there can be way more explanations than him being gay."
" Can you think of any?"
" Not right now."
" Then for RIGHT NOW, He's gay. Go wild." She slicked her brown hair back into a pony tail and then fished her keys out of the sofa.
" I feel like that would be borderline harassment."
" If your flirting is harassment, then sweetie you doin it all wrong." She cheered gleefully once she pulled the keys out and skipped over to the door. " You ready?" She grinned.
" I guess..." I whined.
" You'll be fine. Cmon, We shouldn't keep them waiting on us." Hayley grabbed my hand and pulled me out the door.
A second double date was happening already and it was the second time in 24 hours I'd be dating a straight guy. I wouldn't actually entirely mind if he wasn't so cute but I know nothing will happen so it's more than just a tease. It's Hell. Now I know what Hell is like. I'm officially dead and apparently in Hell because this feeling is awful. As we walked down the street and made it to the shops by our house Dave gave probably the dorkiest grin I think I had ever seen come from anyone in my entire life and I think I felt a part of my heart actually break off. Why- What did I ever do to you, God?
Oh. Right.
Gay.
However disgustingly adorable he may had been acting- It was probably just my imagination. I couldn't help that I was absolutely infatuated with him. My mind just kept having intruding thoughts of us together- And part of me didn't mind it. Thoughts couldn't hurt anyone. At least I hoped not.
" You think this top would look cute?"
" It would look killer." Sierra grinned, taking a look at the shirt that Hayley had held up.
" You two can do your shirt shopping- I'm gonna head to the FroYo across the street. You want anything?" Dave spoke up, looking at them.
" I'm good. I can't handle the carbs." Hayley laughed.
" I literally just ate." Sierra frowned, looking at the Frozen Yogurt stand like a child looks at a puppy in the window. " I can't" She laughed and waved her hands, dismissing Dave who now looked to me.
" You?"
" Me?"
" Yeah- You want anything? My treat." He grinned.
I stuttered and my face flushed red. Don't grin. There's not reason to grin. I hate him.
" Uh- I-I'll come with I guess. See what they have?" Smooth.
" Sure! We'll be back, ladies." Dave opened the door, motioning for me to go before him and- Jesus, I'm sick of him. This is not alright. Where does he come off thinking he can be sweet to me and nice and offer to buy me Frozen Yogurt and- is he gay? I followed him to the stand and looked over all of the choices- Which shockingly weren't many.
He got his- Just a small chocolate which... I can forgive his taste.
" You have to accessorize!" I laughed playfully, dropping a strawberry and some syrup on mine.
" I'm SO sorry my Frozen Yogurt doesn't meet your expectations, Your majesty." He laughed sarcastically.
Stop this. I don't remember giving him permission for any of that but he's right, I am queen. My mind wandered more as we walked back to the store. Obviously, not most clothing stores allow food inside so we decided to wait on Hayley and Sierra as the two were in the changing room.
" Guess we'll be here for an hour." I sighed.
" Add a year." Dave giggled back as he ate. " Those are nice shorts." He spoke as he window shopped.
" They're just like the ones you wore last night. Torn and faded. Maybe stained."
" Just the way I like 'em."
" You're tacky." I snorted. Oh no.
Dave laughed heavily which meant he either didn't hear the snort or he's laughing AT the snort.
" You're wearing jeans in 70 degree weather." Dave fired back much to my surprise.
" Woah woah woah- Jeans are always in fashion." I grinned sharply, scooping some of my yogurt up.
" Okay." Dave laughed, cocking his head to the side.
The two of us sat in the heat for a while, waiting for Hayley and Sierra. I probably shouldn't had worn jeans and a hoodie because I was officially dying. I took my hoodie off and tied it around my waist as I continued to sweat profusely.
" Bet you wish you had those shorts now, huh?" Dave asked.
" Just about." I laughed, raking a hand through my hair so it was out of my face.
Just our luck, Hayley and Sierra finally made it outside with about 3 bags in each hand.
" Whadidya do? Buy the entire store?" Dave stood up in shock at the two, I followed suit.
" If we could..." Sierra began.
" We would." Hayley finished. " They had great prices and you know what- I'll buy anything for a good price."
" Are we ready to go?" I asked rather impatiently- Which I had just realized AFTER I blurted it out.
" Yeah, of course. You wanna keep walking the shops or start heading back home?"
" I'm fine with anything I just wanna go somewhere with air conditioning." I shrugged as Hayley and the others pushed on.
We headed through the crowds of people and skipped past a few stores before reaching a music store which we all flocked to.
" Think they got Feed Dogs here?" Dave asked rather curiously, looking through the rock section.
" Okay, You are the tackiest of tacky." I laughed heavily.
" I thought YOU liked the Feed Dogs, Jack." Hayley grinned back, her arms crossed.
" I USED to like the Feed Dogs." I sharply glared back.
" Nothing wrong with different music tastes." Sierra shrugged, looking through the shirt selection because clothing. " If I cut the bottom and the sleeves off of this shirt and tied it up in the front it would look so edgy... I should make a DIY channel."
" Anything would look good on you." Hayley giggled flirtatiously. She says that but I have my doubts.
The day continued on rather well- And we all had a pretty good time which was pretty shocking seeing as I was certain I would end up making a complete fool of myself at any given time. A little after Lunch time we all ended up by at Hayley and I's apartment. Sierra stepped inside and followed Hayley to the living room again where the two sat down on the sofa and turned the TV back on- Kicking their shoes of and dropping all their bags. Dave, however, stopped firmly at the door and caught my attention.
" I should probably head home." He shrugged.
" You're always such an early bird, Dave." Hayley called, trying to look at him from her position which ultimately failed.
" It's fine! It was cool hanging out though." I smiled to him and leaned against the door.
" Of course." he grinned back brightly, " I had a great time. Let me know when you guys all wanna do something again..." He slyly slipped me a note which had his number scribbled on it, " That's if you guys all want to hang out again sometime soon."
" O-Of course! Definitely!" I smiled back and started to feel a little floaty. He gave ME his number?
" Have a nice night guys." He waved and took his leave. I closed the door behind me and stared down at his number before looking up at Sierra and Hayley who had huge grins on their faces.
" Ooooooooooooooooooo..." Sierra teased.
" Jackie has a booooyyyfrreinnddd." Hayley played along.
" I-I do not! He NEVER said it was specifically for me. He SPECIFICALLY said he wanted to hang out again."
" Jack. You're TOTALLY missing the booty call- He's gay as fuck." Hayley crossed her legs and puckered her lips. She waved her hand in the air flamboyantly and then turned back to Sierra.
" Yeah no, Trust me. No straight man would give his number to the DUDE in the friend group." Sierra added.
" I was closest to him when he was leaving- He's not ... GAY... He just needs friends maybe?"
" Maybe he's a serial killer." Sierra's face grew in excitement. " Maybe that's why he's always leaving so soon?"
" He's moving onto his next victim." Hayley added on in shock.
" He's NOT a serial killer."
" HEY! you never know in Steelport." Hayley shrugged, leaning back in the sofa.
