So, I woke up thinking I wouldn't meet a hot guy today, but unfortunately I met a HOT doctor and he had to touch my legs and they were as prickly as a cactus.

Chapter 38

So, I didn't exactly get what happened. Shea and I (me on his back) had arrived at Luke's then there was sign that said to go to the beach and waiting there was a boat. We boarded the boat and went to the city and to the bar the girls and I went to for Julia's and Lanna's bachelorette party.

I was currently talking to Shea and watching Vaughn at the bar. Either he was too busy talking to a friend or he was just ignoring me. Wait, I know that guy.

"Chelsea!" David came running up to me and Shea lunged, but I held him back.

"He's a friend." Shea still didn't look convinced and he cringed when he hugged me. Vaughn's eyes trailed over to me and he snorted and walked away. I sighed sadly and David let go.

"Chelsea? What's wrong? Oh and why aren't you and Vaughn together right now?" He hadn't heard?

"Vaughn and I aren't together anymore," I said. David immediately looked uncomfortable.

"Oh sorry. Vaughn didn't say anything about it," he said. I smiled and told him it was alright and he left.

"Um excuse me?" Shea and I turned and saw three girls. They didn't look too slutty like some of the girls in here. They also looked a little younger than me.

"Do you need help with anything?" One of the girls started to blush. Ah, I see.

"We were wondering if you can spare your friend for a little bit," she said. Shea looked confused.

"Spare?"

"Um, he's not really good with English,"-I turned to Shea-"These girls want to hang out with you. Is that okay?"

"Shea okay," he said slowly. He stood up and walked with the girls. I wonder if the girls liked Shea because of his muscular physique. If I didn't think of Shea as my little brother than I might've dated him in the past.

All of a sudden, "Low" started playing. Julia ran up to me and grabbed my hands.

"Oh my goddess Chels! This is our song!" I couldn't help but smile because Julia and I made up a dance to this song and we did amazing. Despite being depressed, I jumped up and Julia and I zoomed to the dance floor. When we got there, the first verse started playing.

Shawty had them apple bottom jeans, boots with the furrrrr, fur! The whole club was looking at her!

Julia and I started doing our dance which involved turning, jumping, and jerking. By now the club had made a circle around us to see us better. People were clapping and cheering. I saw a guy in front who was smiling. I danced over to him and pulled him into me and started grinding on him. He looked shocked at first, but smirked and Julia was laughing. Since Vaughn left me, I'm going to make him regret it.

She hit the floor, next thing you know shawty got low low low low low low low low. COME ON!

The song ended and the night club erupted in cheers.

Vaughn's POV

I was talking with David at the bar when "Low" started playing. This song is absolutely retarded.

"Hey Vaughn, isn't that Chelsea?" I turned with my beer in hand, slowly sipping. I almost spit out my drink when I saw what she was doing. She was grinding on some guy. What the hell? More importantly, why the hell do I care? I don't like her anymore. She caught my eyes and smirked evilly. I glared at her which she seemed to love because she laughed.

"Damn girl," I said.

"Vaughn, you're holding your glass rather tight," David said. I looked at my glass and saw a small crack in it. I carefully set the glass down on the table and pushed it a little farther away from me.

"Sorry," I said.

Chelsea's POV

The guy I grinded on was pretty embarrassed when he saw Vaughn glaring at me. He must've thought Vaughn was going to kill him. I made my way over to the bar to get a drink.

"What would you like?" I turned and saw a pretty hot guy next to me.

"Whatever he's having," I said. The bartender nodded and went to get my drink. The guy turned and looked at me.

"I'm having a pretty strong drink. You sure you can handle it?" I grabbed his drink and smelt it. Whiskey.

"This is my fourth or fifth time having alcohol. I'm making these count," I said. I know I have a low alcohol tolerance, but Vaughn pissed me off and I needed something strong. The bartender came back with my drink and slid it in front of me.

"Enjoy," he said. Before I can grab the drink, Mark came out of nowhere, grabbing my drink.

"Chelsea," he said it in a warning tone. I rolled my eyes and attempted to snatch the drink back, but he was too quick. Mark and the guy next to me looked a little out of place with them wearing button downs, jeans, and Vans compared to some of the guys who were wearing wife beaters, skinny jeans and basketball shoes. "You know you can't have,"-he took a sniff and looked mortified "whiskey of all things."

"You had it back at the island," I pointed out. Mark rolled his eyes.

"I'm older than you, more responsible, and I don't have a low alcohol tolerance," he said. I rolled my eyes again and lunged for the drink, grabbing it and spilling some of its contents on the floor.

"I'll be fine. You don't have to be my official watcher," I said. Mark sighed and turned to walk away.

"Don't say I didn't warn you," he said and walked away. The guy looked suspicious of me.

"How old are you?"

"I'm twenty-two. Just had a birthday and I'm legal," I said (PS Ik I didn't have a birthday celebration for Chelsea.) The guy relaxed and smiled.

"My names Josh and I'm guessing your name is Chelsea," he said. I nodded and took a sip of the whiskey. I immediately felt a little dizzy. I downed the rest of it and my face got heated. I suddenly felt like I was on air.

"Yes and I'm EASY!" Josh was shocked by my actions and seemed to have a mental conclusion.

"Your friend was right about saying you have a low alcohol tolerance," he said. I hugged Josh and kissed him on the cheek. He smelt like the country. Josh was looking a little worried about my mental well-being. What a good guy.

"Is your friend drunk?" I didn't see the other guy but he had a husky voice.

"Yes, she is. Can you watch her? I have to go find a friend of hers," Josh said. The guy agreed and Josh pried me off of him and set me on the chair. I was smiling like an idiot and I finally got a good look at him. He was wearing the wife beater and basketball shorts.

"Names Rick," he said. I smiled very big.

"My names Chelsea and I'm EASY!" He smirked at that comment.

"So have you ever had sex?"

"Nope! I was cloooossssseeeee though," I said. He placed a hand on my leg and ran his hand along it.

"Want to change that?"

Vaughn's POV

"Whoa Chelsea might be drunk," David said. Yeah right. Mark would never allow her to get drunk.

"No, she's not. Mark wouldn't let her," I said.

"Well, tell that to the guy she just kissed." I turned and saw her with her lips pressed of some guy's cheek. The guy talked to her for a little than another guy came up and I immediately went on edge. The guy Chelsea kissed was talking to the other guy and he nodded. They guy Chelsea kissed peeled her off of him and set her on the bar stool and walked away.

No way

"I don't trust that guy Chelsea's with now," David said. I may have broken up with Chelsea but doesn't mean I hate her. Chelsea yelled something but I couldn't hear her. The guy smirked and put his hand on Chelsea's leg and rubbed it. I stood up and grabbed the table, turning to David.

"I'm going to kill him," I said.

"Whoa, look at that guy," David said. I whipped my head to see Shea storming up to the guy.

Shea's protective over Chelsea, I thought. What happened next shocked me. Shea lifted the guy up and slammed him on the bar. People screamed and the drunk cheered.

Thank you Shea

Chelsea's drunk POV

Shea scared the shit out of me.

"Leave Chelsea alone," Shea snarled. I felt somebody's presence come up behind me and I smelt that familiar scent.

"Shea, he didn't hurt her," he said. Vaughn stood with a calm expression. Mark came running up with Josh.

"What the hell?" Mark swore. My friends arrived and looked shocked at Shea's actions.

"Shea, what are you doing?" It was Natalie who said it.

"He touched Chelsea. Shea not like him," Shea snarled. Julia ran up to me and wrapped an arm around me.

"You okay?" I smiled at her.

"I'M DRUNK!" She was shocked and sweat dropped.

"FREEZE! You two get down on the ground!"

Who called the police?