Erik slammed his glass down on the table, "Fuck off!" He growled and starting to move away from the table.
Antony reached out and grabbed his arm to stop his movements, "Where are you going?" Antony didn't trust Erik to storm off alone especially when he drank.
Glaring back at Antony he yanked his arm out of his grasp, "To take a piss!" Erik didn't much care for others intruding in his life, he had the paparazzi to do that and Antony was treading dangerously close to the fine line where friends did and didn't have the right to interfere.
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Christine looked over at Meg as the song started to wind down, sweat was glistening on her brow and body as they posed for the end of the song and starting laughing at the whistles and cheers from the crowd.
Meg and Christine climbed off the bar fanning themselves, "Oh god that was amazing!" Christine shouted to her friend as they took their places at the end of the bar again.
Christine and Meg were laughing as one of the bartenders set up a few more shots on the bar for them. Picking up her shot she turned to Meg, "You know, that last flaming Dr. Pepper put me over my limit to drive. These…" She pointed to the two shots in front of them, "Puts me over my drinking limit, I'm done after these." She mumbled swaying a bit and laughing.
Meg giggled and tapped her glass with Christine's before taking the shot, "Bleh!" She cried out making a face at the glass in her hand, "I hate crown!"
The two girls broke into another fit of giggles when suddenly Meg was lifted off the ground, screaming she turned her head to see who had lifted her up. "Oh my god Raoul you scared the shit out of me!"
Raoul set her down and spun her slowly in his arms, "You looked amazing!" He whispered to her kissing her softly.
Christine smiled at her friend then rushed to hug Methos as he came into view, "Methos! How are you?"
Methos smiled as he ended up with a arm full of Christine, "Whiskey girl huh? You two were da bomb up there."
"We were completely amazed," Raoul admitted when he pulled back from his kiss with Meg.
"What are you guys doing here? I thought you said guys' night out?" Meg asked picking up her drink and taking a sip.
Methos put his arm around Christine's shoulder and laughed, "Yah well see I heard about this hot place that was jumpin' with hotties and figured I'd bring the boys out…my boy JT was right about this place." He winked at Christine and took a long swig finishing off his beer.
"We? Who all came with you?" Christine asked starting to look around for a familiar face in the crowd. Erik said he planned to compose the majority of the night and they had agreed to call one another after practice if plans changed. Not wanting to seem too eager or excited she refrained from calling him figuring she'd call after her and Meg got back.
Raoul started to nuzzle Meg's neck, "Me, Methos, Antony and Erik…" He replied then turned his attention back to Meg, whispering something in her ear.
"Erik's here?" Christine asked trying to find him in the large loud crowd.
Methos rolled his eyes, "Yah…come on I'll take you to him." Keeping his arm around Christine he started to lead her back to the groups table. "You're killin' me girl…killin' me." The two waved to Meg and Raoul as they made their way through the crowd.
Innocently Christine looked up at him and laughed, "What?"
Methos pulled her in closer, "Up there…dancin' and singin' all sexy like, short skirt and belly ring and such. And here I am taking you to another guy… that's juss wrong Whiskey..wrong!"
Christine couldn't help but laugh, deciding to torment him just a little more she plastered on a large fake smile, "Oh if you were impressed with the navel ring you should see my tattoos…" Ahead she spotted Antony quickly and winked at Methos as she made her way towards Antony.
"Tattoos?" Methos stopped dead in his tracks and was speechless; Christine was definitely a beauty and a spitfire.
Erik was storming back from the restroom; the only thing he wanted to do was to go home and drink. Realizing there were other people at his table he stopped, just watching the display before him.
"Whiskey Girl huh?" Antony asked hugging Christine back tightly.
Taking his time as he approached Methos noticed Erik standing a few feet to his left, bringing his attention back to the table it became evident what Erik was starring at: Antony and Christine. Moving over to Erik he nudged him a little, "Brought you a little honey." He exclaimed pointing to the hugging duo at their table.
Erik rolled his eyes and started storming towards the table.
Christine giggled at Antony, "Not my fault, I earned that a long time ago…Where's Erik?" She asked tilting her head to the side a bit; she was a little tipsy from the shots and the high from dancing and singing again on her bar.
Antony was about to reply when Erik appeared, "Right here…" He practically growled at the group as Methos joined the table.
Antony's brow furrowed as Erik grabbed a shot glass and downed it quickly followed by the last shot on the table. "Question answered…" He replied shortly.
Christine beamed a bright smile at Erik oblivious to his mood, watching as he set the last shot glass down. "Hey you!" She moved to his side and tried to hug him.
Antony smiled at Christine and shook his head as he watched Erik try to shy away from her, "Methos and I are heading up to the bar, we will be back." He exclaimed wishing to give the two some privacy, no one in the bar would pay any attention to the couple but Erik wasn't exactly interested in PDA.
Erik was oblivious to the other two men leaving; shrugging his shoulder he moved away from Christine slightly, "You're drunk…"
A hurt look crossed her face, "I'm no where near drunk…I'm friendly, and I missed you." She replied pouting and trying to hug him again.
Moving away from her again he glared at her, "I'm sure you did," He retorted glancing around the room for his fellow band members. "I saw how friendly you can be…" Turning his back to her, Erik pulled out his cell phone, typing out a quick message he started for the door.
-I'm going home. I'll send the limo back for you. Erik-
Christine's jaw dropped, she couldn't believe what he was saying to her. This wasn't the Erik she'd been spending time with or getting close with. "Erik!" She cried out moving after him, pushing her way towards the side door through the crowded room.
Erik hit send on his text message but refused to turn around, if he turned around he would see her beautiful face and the way her eyes looked just a little glazed over from the alcohol coursing through her veins. His brain was screaming in conflict, part of him wanted to turn to her and take her in his arms and never let her go: the other was reminding him about what he'd seen earlier and the man she needed that he could never be. Christine needed a man with a whole face, no emotional baggage, who could be wild with her and keep up with her in every sense of the word.
Christine caught up with him just outside the door in the alleyway, "Erik stop!" She cried out grabbing his arm to cease his progression. "What is wrong? Did I do something?" She asked moving to the side of him since he refused to turn to look at her. "Erik…please talk to me…"
"I'm going home…good bye Christine I shall see you at tour practice," He replied watching her out of the corner of his eye as the limo pulled up.
"Why do you keep running from me?" She asked holding onto his arm gently tugging it to make Erik look at her.
"I'm tired and need to go home…" He retorted reaching for the door handle again, Erik was still unable to look at her.
Christine refused to give up, "Bullshit Erik…" She cried out moving in front of him placing herself between the limo and Erik. "You're running away from me, I just don't know why."
"Who are we joking Christine…this will never work between us," He replied looking up at her and instantly getting lost in her large brown eyes. He automatically regretted it because the sad look in her eyes broke his heart. "I saw you up there…the life you have and how beautiful you are…we are too different."
"Up there! I wasn't doing anything different than what you do on the stage at your concerts except you get paid for what you do!" Christine refused to stand down from him, they had barely even started to get to know one another and now he was pushing her away. "So you've gotta do better than that Erik! What just because you say it won't work…"
"Yes because I say it won't," Erik growled back grabbing her upper arms and holding her tightly unsure what he wanted his next move to be. "Look at me Christine! This is who I am...I can't change this."
"So that's it…a few hugs and kisses wasting some time when you were bored?" She asked her voice started to shake with emotion. "That's not how you feel…you're just running from something you're afraid to want!" She felt a few tears glide down her cheek.
"What do you want from me Christine?!" Erik kept his grip on her upper arms wanting to shake her and struggling to keep his anger in check. She was upset and he was the reason for it, he was more angry with himself for letting it escalate to this.
"You!" She screamed back at him keeping eye contact with him, "Just you!" Christine leaned closer and pressed her lips roughly to his.
Erik was surprised and caught off guard by the kiss; forcefully he pushed her back against the limo and stared at her.
A/N: Sorry I couldn't help but leave this as a cliffie…my way of keeping the interest high or perhaps attracting more readers. Just an FYI 18 days before my wedding, and I do have another chapter almost ready and I'm thinking of posting it this week but I don't know if I'll have the time. Let me know what you think…maybe if I get enough reviews I'll be encouraged to post the next update pronto! LOL That's my way of begging for love! To my faithful readers and reviews Thank you all soo much! Ya'll are amazing and I thank every single one of you! Let me know what you think…Is Erik going to pull away or take charge? Don't you wanna know wink Always, Lady