Ashley's p.o.v
'Hey are you almost done in there,' Tommy called down the hallway.
'Yeah!' I yelled back whilst applying a pale, pink lipstick.
'Can you just hurry please? I want to get wasted.' Scoffing I shoved the lipstick back into the drawer and then checked myself in the mirror. I looked stunning, I wore a sleeveless black dress with a red belt. My hair was curled and I wore light makeup, I slipped back into the guest room and grabbed my cowboy boots. As I hopped down the hallway I placed my feet into my boots and then stepped into the lounge room. Tommy turned towards me, he wore light blue ripped jeans, and a black shirt with a white eagle on it. Tommy smiled at me.
'All the boys are going to chasing you tonight,' he said.
'Same to you.' Tommy laughed and grabbed his keys off the kitchen table and we went down to the underground car park. We walked over to his blue nightshade, and were on our way to a club. Tommy drove to one that was a few blocks away from his apartment. Stepping into the club the song died down and Footloose by Kenny Loggins start to play.
'Yeah, woohoo!' Tommy yelled and then start to dance, I walked over to the bar.
'One beer,' I said to the bartender. He turned away and I start to get caught up in the lyrics. The bartender returned with the beer.
'Cheers man,' I said and then winked at him. The bartender gave a small chuckled and then walked off to attend to someone else. Tommy came and sat on the stool next to me.
'He's cute,' Tommy commented while watching the bartender. I laughed and took a sip of my beer. The bartender came and served Tommy, to both mine and Tommy's surprise the bartender winked at Tommy. I lend over towards Tommy.
'Dude he think you are cute. Talk to him.' Tommy laughed and finished his beer really quickly. The bartender came back and gave Tommy another beer.
'Hey what's your name?' Tommy asked.
'Tyler,' he answered.
'And that my cue to disappear,' I muttered before climbing off the stool and walking away. I walked over to the other side of the bar when I heard someone call my name. Spinning around I spotted Franklin sitting at table, I smiled and walked over to him.
'You know what? We need to stop meeting like this,' I said in a joking tone. Franklin laughed and I sat down.
'As long as you promise that you will not bash me in an ally again, I will stay.'
Laughing, I just shook my head. 'Sorry Franklin I don't make promises that I can't keep. Just don't piss me off and maybe, just maybe, I will not drag your ass out into an ally and bash you.'
Franklin just threw his head back and laughed at me. I start to laugh along with me.
'Man you sound like Trevor,' he commented.
'Where the hell have you been? I was raised by him, of course I'm going to have a similar personality.'
Franklin just shook his head, with a grin, and finished the last of his beer. I finished mine as well. Franklin stood up and walked over to the bar and returned a few minutes later with two more beers.
'Cheers,' I said and raised my beer. Franklin did the same and they clicked together. Tonight was going to be one of those nights.
After having 4 more beers, with Franklin, my mind sat to get pretty hazy, after having another beer everything start to turn into a really crazy dream. Franklin was pretty drunk himself and I gotta say he's really funny when he is drunk. We kept laughing and talking for what felt like hours. We end up stop talking when my phone rang, looking down I could see my dad on the screen.
'Want to get that?' Franklin asked. Scoffing I hit the declined button.
'Hell no,' I answered.
'Family drama or business drama?' He asked.
'That is something that I don't want to talk about,' I said while tossing my phone onto the table. It start to ring again and once again dad appeared on the screen.
'Seriously you should get that,' Franklin said while looking at my phone.
'Nah if I answer he will be pissed, you know overprotective father. I will deal with him in the morning.'
'Okay whatever,' Franklin said while standing up. 'I will get us a couple more beers.'
'Don't you fucking dare text Trevor,' I yelled as Franklin walked up to the bar. Sighing I scoped my phone into my hand and started to flip it around.
'Well,' Franklin said making me jump. 'These are our last beers they are refusing to serve us anymore.' Laughing I drank a mouthful and placed it onto the table. Franklin sat next to me this time and placed an arm behind the bench.
'You know what?' He asked.
'What?' I asked.
'You are amazing,' he flirted. I gave a smile and leaded a bit closer to him.
'Amazing? Don't you mean crazy,' I said in a teasing tone. Franklin chuckled and gently placed his left hand to my cheek.
'Definitely amazing,' he answered and then his kissed me. I gently kissed him back and slowly pulled away from him. 'I should get going,' I told him. 'Maybe when I'm sober we should go out on a date.'
'Are you sure can't stay?' He asked. I nodded and walked away. I was that drunk, that every time I took a step the world start to spin and I could barely stand. I tripped while I stepping outside, I fell face-first into the ground. Rolling onto my back I just start to laugh really loudly. Eventually I found myself on my feet and walking towards where Tommy's car. When I got there, I couldn't find it.
'Dude where the fuck did you go?' I slurred and stumbled backwards. Pulling out my phone I brought up Tommy's contact. It rang and then went to his voicemail.
'Tommy did you fucking forget about me? Where ever you are please come and pick me up. I don't know if I can find my way back to the apartment, I might get lost.' I hung up and then felt a hand touch my shoulder.
'Need a ride?' Franklin asked. I just nodded and once again I stumbled. Franklin managed to catch me. I let out a small moan and Franklin scoped me up into his arms.
'Want to crash at my place?' He asked, all I could do is nod. He gave a small chuckle and carried me to his white Buffalo car. Using one hand he opened the door and sat me down on the passenger seat. I am so going to regret this in the morning
A moan escaped my mouth, my eyes felt like sandpaper and my head throbbed. Curse hangovers, I just kind of wish that I could enjoy drinking booze without have this massive headache to greet me every morning that I drink. God knows how much I drank last night, I lost count of how many drink I had. The last thing I remember was talking with Franklin in the club and drinking beer with him. I rolled over onto my side and then I realized that I had no clue where I was. This wasn't my bed or my room. Looking down at the ground I could see my dress, a condom wrapper and someone's white shirt that had LS on it. Hold on I seen that shirt before, Franklin was wearing it last night. I gave out a small moan and shoved a pillow over my face. I didn't hookup with Franklin last night. An arm wrapped around me, looking at it, it was dark and muscular.
'Mornin',' Franklin mumbled.