*i know this is very little but I'm working on it! Expect at least 1 update per week*

Alexander's pov

God I never though college would be so stressful. 1am and still in the library. My brain threatened to shut down as I hurriedly typed the last few paragraphs of a essay. It was due next Tuesday but I needed it done right away so I can do all my other papers. I gulped the last drop of coffee and typed away.

"Ahem"

I looked up with drooping eyes at the librarian standing with her arms crossed. She looked annoyed and tired.

"Hmm?" I mumbled.

"Now I understand you are a hardworking student and all but we're both tired and some of us need to go home to our families"

"But I didn't even finish my paper yet! I need to do this!"

I waved my papers in front of her face and knocked over an empty coffee cup

"Papers or no papers go home, the library is closing"

And she just walked away. Huh, I guess I didn't have a choice. I yawned and stretched in my chair. I started to doze off for a minute but I woke up as I started to fall off the chair. I hastily gathered my stuff and threw all the empty coffee cups away.

I stepped into the cold streets of New York. The cold air stung my nose and I shivered. I walked with my head down and turned the corner to a bar. Usually it was empty at this time but i heard laughter and voices coming from inside.

A drink wouldn't hurt I guess, I walked into the bar to see 3 men about my age. 2 of them seem very drunk and the one with the curly hair was tipsy. They were talking about something I couldn't quite hear and laughing their asses off. I sat down at a table across from the trio and took out my laptop to continue my paper. I ordered a beer just to be safe.

I wasn't really paying attention to my work more like listening to their conversation.

The tallest man had dark curly hair in a ponytail and was rambling in French to the dark guy sitting next to him who only looked at his buddy in confusion. The man that seemed least drunk had curly hair pulled into a messy ponytail and had freckles that dotted his face like stars. He smiled at his friends. Gosh he is so cute when he smiles...

I didn't even realize I was staring at him until he suddenly turned to me with a smirk on his face. I quickly turned back to my computer typing whatever came onto my mind. I could feel a blush traveling up my neck.

I don't even know this man and why the hell am I at this bar? Oh man, how many drinks have I had. Of course I'm not drunk I've only had like 3 drinks.