And we have contact with Mr Quiff! I'm not sure on the actual story line as of yet. Hopefully you'll bare with me, if anyone's reading that is!
It all started with a general drunken night out, a reunion of friends and a celebration of the end of yet another year of full time education. It was the end of first year at university for Jenni and I, and Mollie had just finished her diploma in floristry. Katie on the other hand, being 5 years older as well as Mollie's older sister was just tagging along for the alcohol fuelled break of being a full time nanny. We weren't the stereotypical drunken students. Sure we go out, get drunk, and fail to remember what happened the next day. But we like to think of ourselves as somewhat sensible, by limiting the nights out per month not per pay check. As well as the fact that we consider ourselves too clean and well fed to be the typical students most people think about.
I was just heading home after a short trip to Tesco for the pre-drink. Wouldn't you know I'd be the one who had to troop across town to get alcohol for everyone else. Not that I can complain really, Jenni's been stuck with the job of tidying up the house. That's something no one wants to do! Loaded with bottles of beer, vodka, and cheap wine, I clinked my way down the street earning funny looks from passers by.
I unlocked the front door, while struggling to not break any f the glass bottles I was carrying, and stumbled into the hall. "Jenni! Little help please?" I shouted as I set the bags on the floor in the kitchen.
"She's in the shower, what do you need a hand with?" Meeky said appearing from upstairs. He's Jenni's boyfriend, and I swear he's here more often than I am! I may need to start charging him rent...
Without me having to explain, he lifts the bags of drink from me and walks into the kitchen. I follow to see him putting the beer and wine in the fridge. "Anything to avoid tidying up, eh?" I laughed while opening the vodka and began to mix it with the orange, cranberry juice with peach schnapps, in order to finish preparing the 'sex on the beach' cocktails. After that was done, I'd made my way into the font room. And just as I as setting up the docking system to play some music from my iPod, the front door flew open. "Oh I wonder who that could be…" I thought to myself.
"Helloo?" Mollie shouted as she sauntered through the small hall and into the front room, this was practically her second home. "Where's the drink at?"
"Are you forgetting the benefits I get from having an ex-barman as a boyfriend?" Jenni laughed as she made appeared from upstairs in fluffy dressing gown and wet hair. "All we have is drink! We haven't bought food in days, I'm starving!" she exaggerated as she made her way over to where Meeky was now seated.
"Ehh, speak for yourself there Jenni, I went grocery shopping this morning. You just haven't bothered paying your half yet" I jokingly spat at her. She grinned back at me and waved at Katie and Benjamin, Mollie's siblings, who were now walking in.
Katie and Benjamin, are Mollie's siblings. Katie's 24 and Benjamin's 21. They all trooped through the hall with their bags, standing there awkwardly as if they'd never been in my house before.
"Hello you lot, dump your crap where ever. We need to get drinking! And glammed up of course" I said and laughed at the faces both Benjamin and Meeky pulled, obviously at the thought of being stuck in the house with a bunch of girls getting ready for a night out.
"Oh, and while we're upstairs doing that, one of you can phone and book the taxi." Jenni's grinned at Meeky as she left the room and made her way upstairs.
"Good idea, make it for about 10 though. We've a lot of drink to get through before we leave! The drunker we are when we leave, the less we spend at the club" Katie commented as she lifted her bags and followed Jenni upstairs, with Mollie following suit.
"Right well I guess I'm being the waitress then!" I said to myself whilst rolling my eyes and then made my way into the kitchen. I left the beer in with the boys and carried the rest of the drink upstairs for us girls, we all finally started getting ready.
A couple of hours and a lot of alcohol later, everyone had bundled out of the taxi we were all now paying our way into the club and making our way to the bar. Mollie was dressed in a short strapless black lace dress with matching heels and purse, and had her long blonde hair styled in ringlets. Jenni was dressed similarly but her dress was asymmetrical and one sleeved, with her shoulder length brown hair straightened and back combed. Katie had a loose cream blouse on, with a black bondage skirt on and cream heels and her long light brown hair diffused. I'd decided to go for a loose blue flowery top, with a black bondage skirt with blue heels with ladybugs on, and had my hair styled similarly to Mollie. The boys just had shirts and jeans on, the simplicity of being a man!
"Here, get me a drink while I go pee" Mollie smiled at Katie and handed her some money.
"No! I'm dying to go as well" She wined back. Jenni nodded along, in agreement with her.
"Fine, here" Mollie said handing Benjamin enough money for the first round of drinks. "Get us 3 a double vodka and red bull, and whatever you're having. Oh, and get us a booth behind the bar as well." She ordered before turning to Katie and Jenni and stumbling along towards the toilets with them.
"Right, 3 vodkas, 2 beers, and a sex on the beach" I rhymed off. I snatched the money off of Benjamin, shoved him and Meeky to the booth Mollie had pointed out, and I headed towards the bar.
It was around 10.30pm and the club was still pretty quiet, so getting quick bar service wasn't an issue. It also allowed me to spot a group of fellas that I longed to avoid. It was Mollie's ex and all of his friends. I wasn't a fan at the beginning of their relationship, but his friend Stevie or 'The Bull' as he called himself completely creeped me out. He was not only a right loser, but one of these short and chubby fellas that thought they were the dog's bollocks. That and he'd decided that I was his next victim. I'd collected my change, grabbed the drinks that I ordered and hurried over to the boys. On my way back to the bar, I sent a quick text to Mollie explaining the situation. As I was putting my BlackBerry away in my clutch bag, I risked a glance towards Kenny. Bad move! Stevie had begun to walk towards the bar, just to the spot where the rest of our drinks were sat. Great!
Figuring that I could just sneak up, grab the drinks and hurry back I stopped at gap at the bar to gather myself together before I went into action. With a deep breath, I was on the move again with my fists clenched, mind completely focused. So focused in fact, that I managed to walk straight into someone, and smash a glass. "Ugkhh, just my luck" I mumbled as I looked up ready to apologise.
"Excuse me?" His deep voice questioned, as his face mirrored my look of annoyance.
"I'm sorry, I really need to look where I'm going" I giggled, trying to lighten the mood to quicken the embarrassment so I could try and face Stevie and collect my drinks.
"Yea, and learn some manners" He sneered, while running a hand through his imperfectly styled quiff. I glared at him.
"I have apologised, and managed to stay somewhat civilised. The least you could do was accept that it was an accident and move on" I scoffed. I risked another glance at the bar, yeaup he was still there. "Now if you don't mind, I have a creep to avoid" I stated as I pushed my way past him and stormed off towards the bar yet again.
"Oi, the least you could do is buy me another drink!" He yelled after me. I ignored him, and continued on.
I hadn't bumped into the ignorant quiff wearer again, and I managed to not spill or loose anymore drinks. The night was going well! Mollie had decided on ignoring Kenny, as I had done with Stevie, While Jenni and Meeky had chosen to do the opposite and hang out with them instead. We figured out that they both knew Kenny was going to the same club as us; see, the thing I haven't explained is that Kenny and Jenni are cousins. We got over it, the alcohol being pumped into system helping us forget any issues we were having. The 4 of us were on the dance floor; Benjamin attempting to dance awkwardly, Mollie and Katie were stumbling and giggling, while I was happily dancing in a little bubble of my own.
The song changed to one we didn't recognise, so we headed off to the bar. Well Benjamin and I did, the other 2 wandered off to the toilets again. With 2 less drinks to get, we decided upon some shots, 2 each to be exact, red aftershock then a jagerbomb, as always. We were 1 shot down, the horrid tasting liquid burning down my throat, causing me to pull a very attractive face as you can imagine. I was pouring the red bull into the 2nd shots, as I felt a pair of arms wrap around my waist. I stiffened, and turned around to get Benjamin to shake them off to find that he had lifted his next shot and was now talking to a group of girls standing near the bar. Just great! I took a deep breath, trying and failing to push the hands off as I turned to find Stevie smirking at me and leaning against the bar. And I was doing so well avoiding him!
"How many times? I'm not interested! Leave me alone and stalk someone else" I stated, my face showing my frustration. He stood up straight, still smirking, and took a step in my direction with his face getting closer to mine. I stepped back, stretching my neck back in an attempt to add distance to his face. Panic beginning to creep up on me. He had been trying it on with me ever since Kenny and Mollie had started dating, nothing to serious just the odd comment at first. it was worse on group nights out though. And he'd been drinking this time; I could smell it off him a mile off. The look in his eyes was one I'd seen before, the only difference being that this time determination was set deep in his stare. Then my back hit something.
"So bumping into me once tonight wasn't enough for you then?" They sniggered. I recognised that deep voice, it was going to be my way out of this. He had to be, even if there was more alcohol in their system than I guessed would be helpful. I couldn't turn though with this creep's arms forever tightening their grip on me. And I couldn't risk taking my eyes off him, who was now pressed right up against me, his lips closing in. I twisted my arm so it bent behind my back and grabbed their arm, with too much grip than required at any other social situation. I put their arm on the only part of my waist that wasn't being crushed, and turned to him with nothing but blind panic plastered on my face. He had to get me out of this! "Hey, what's wrong?" He said, as he thankfully sobered up slightly. Even during me failing to fend off this utter cretin, I was still able to notice the attractiveness of the fella I'd managed to offend at the start of the night.
"This has nothing to do with you, run along there, Doll Face" Stevie scorned, as he drunkenly turning me around to face him again. I squirmed, struggling to free myself, still gripping onto the other fellas arms that was somehow still on my waist.
"Cool it, she's clearly not interested. Why don't you just leave her alone?" He stated, staying calm yet firm. He'd pulled me back and stood in front of me. Stevie staggered loosing his grasp on me, he was clearly intoxicated. Anger clear in his eyes, and his fists clenched. While I was free, I'd turned to try and spot any of my friends to help with my current predicament. My eyes only found Kenny, and he was heading this way.
"Oi Bull! Leave poor Big Mac alone would you? There's gunna be way better clunge in the next club anyway" Kenny laughed, glaring at me and putting an arm on Stevie's shoulder. I pulled a face of disgust at the term he used to describe girls. Stevie shrugged the arm off, before taking one more look at me and storming off towards the exit. "I really don't get what he see's in you, Big Mac." Kenny said with a sneer to his voice, as he shook his head at me before following Stevie out of the club. I always hated him, and that nick name.
I took a deep breath, as I leaned against the bar with my head in my hands. I certainly wasn't in the mood for any more alcohol; what ever I'd been drinking with Benjamin definitely wasn't influencing me anymore. A hand placed itself on my shoulder, and a flinched back from it, forgetting that I was in anybody's company. The same arms that had just saved me then lifted me from my slouch against the bar, and pulled me into a strong hug. I knew this chest; I'd bumped into it enough times tonight that I wouldn't be forgetting it any time soon. I wrapped my arms around them, still not knowing his actual name. "Thank you" I mumbled into his chest.