I pulled up to the bar and got out. Walking up to the front, the bouncer looked me up and down. "You don't look like you belong here." I had my black skinny jeans on with my blue converses, but what threw him off was my extremely baggy sweatshirt.
"Fine." I took off my sweatshirt to show my skin tight blue tank top with a deep v-neck that went down to almost my belly button, showing off my breast perfectly. I just tossed my sweatshirt to the ground. "How about now?"
His eyes got big, as well as his smile. "Now you look better. But I still have to card you, you look like your just legal…for drinking." He winked.
"Yeah yeah, I don't even care right now." I pulled out my licenses and handed it to him. I was just barely 21, and to be honest, this was my first time out for hard drinking.
"Alright, have fun." He handed me back the card and winked…again.
"Thanks." I took the card, slid it into my back pocket, and walked into the house.
The place was packed, with a dance floor full of dancers and bright strobe lights. The music was almost deafening, but I made my way to the bar none the less. Sitting down, I quickly ordered a shot of tequila. I needed to get drunk, and fast.
The bartender gave me the shot of tequila, as well as a salt shaker, and several slices of lemon. I nodded, and sighed. I've never had straight tequila, but I know how to drink it.
I gently licked my wrist and shook the salt onto it. Closing my eyes, I licked the salt, and took the shot. It burned slightly, and I shoved the lemon slice into my mouth, the burning subsiding. I felt a slight buzz, and I smiled to myself.
"Another shot." I said to the bartender and looked around. My shot got there and I redid the process, feeling slightly tipsy now. A man came up and smiled to me.
"Here I'll get the next one for you." He nodded to the bartender. "So, what is a hot girl like you doing hitting the shots alone?"
Another shot, and now I'm drunk. "My jackass of a fiancé dumped me." I shook my head, and felt myself start to sway slightly.
"Well, let me make you forget all about him." He stood me up and forced me to his body. He crushed his lips to mine, but I started to punch and kick.
"Get off of me you creep!" I push away and wipe my mouth, but he comes after me again. He grabs my breast, and tries to rip my shirt.
Then he turns around and I see Seth. "Leave her alone."
"Are you going to make me?" That was a stupid question from I guess a drunk man. Seth was at least three inches taller than him, and much buffer.
"I am." And with one solid punch to the jaw, the guy was knocked out.
"Seth." I turned away from him. I was still kind of mad at him for being part of the reason I was left by Caden.
"Lily, come on, your drunk. Let me take you home."
"I can't go home. Caden left me. Just take me to Mia's." I stood up and stumbled. I was drunk, but I wasn't as drunk as I could be.
"Geez, come on." He slid his arm around my waist, and I surprisingly let him. I actually leaned into him.
We didn't talk that much on the car ride, but I could tell that he knew I was no longer with Caden. Maybe Jacob told him.
I must have passed out, because when I woke up, I was on Mia's couch. With Seth asleep on the armchair.
I didn't have as bad as a hangover as I thought I would. Picking up a pillow, I chucked it at Seth's head, glaring at him.
He woke up and looked at me. "Morning, is everything okay?"
"No, not even close. We need to talk." I sat up and yawned. "Come on, I know where they keep the coffee."
Walking to the kitchen, I started a pot of coffee and leaned against the counter, as Seth leaned against the door. "So, what's on your mind beautiful?"
Sighing, I tried to get my heart to slow down. Why did it start beating so fast when he called me that? "Did you tell Jacob to lie to Caden about the two of us? Because there is nothing between us."
Seth's face dropped, and he looked at the ground sadly. "Well I wouldn't be so sure about that last part, but no. I would never break up a marriage." He gave me a weak smile, which still made my heart stutter. "I'm not that kind of guy."
My face flushed red, and I tried to cover it up with making two cups of coffee. I held the one out to him. He smiled and took it from me, brushing his fingers with mine. I quickly pulled my hand back and wrapped it around my stomach, once again trying to get my heart to still.
"How did you find me in that bar?" I didn't tell anyone that I was going to a bar, not even Mia.
"Well I just figured there are three places a girl would go after this happen. Parents, strip joint, or bar. I have no idea where your parents live, and you don't look like a girl who would go to a strip joint. So I guess bar."
I blushed, again. I would never go to a strip joint, and I guess I showed that. Sighing, I looked him up and down. "Explain something to me."
He looked kind of startled, like he knew that I was going to ask something that he didn't want to answer. "I'll try my best."
"When I met you, why was I so willing to leave Caden to go on a date with you?" I hated to admit it, but I knew it was true. I would have no problem just going out with him. Maybe that's why I'm not so broken up about Caden right now.
"Well, maybe you just feel the same pull towards me that I feel towards you." He took a few steps forward, putting down his coffee along the way. When he finally stopped, our faces were only six inches apart, and I could feel his deliciously warm breath on my face. "Do you?"
I couldn't breath. He was close enough that I could take in his scent. He smelled of pine trees that was just woodsy, and he smelled of vanilla. Two of my favorite smells. I just wanted to reach out and kiss him, or hug him, or just have him touch me, but I couldn't. I tilted my head away. "No…I don't…." Lying was my only option. I couldn't fall again.
Seth reached his hand out and placed in on my cheek. I couldn't help it, I leaned into it, welcoming its extreme warmth. "Lily, I know that you do. But if you want to fight it, we can just be friends for now."
Wow, that could actually work. I wasn't about to tell him I liked him, not after all of this. But I needed a friend. "Alright."
"Okay, well I'll be here waiting for you when your ready." And he pulled his hand away. I had to bite my bottom lip to keep from whimpering from the loss.
"Wait, can we go talk for a little? Get to know each other?" I pushed off the counter, looking at him closely. I really hoped he would just say yes.
"I would love that. How about we head over to the beach and talk there?" He smirked and gestured towards the door, which I gladly followed.
Once we got to his car, he held the door open for me. I blushed, and slid into the passenger seat. He shut the door, and then moved to the driver side. He started to drive, and the car was blissfully silent.
He drove up onto the beach, and then got to the door and held it open for me….again. I slid out, and threw my shoes back into the car, feeling the sand between my toes and letting out a sigh of contentment.
I could tell he wanted to hold my hand, so I slid both of mine into my pockets, not wanting to push myself. He led us to a log, and sat down. I sat next to him, leaving a gap of space between us.
"So, tell me about your family." He smiled, and looked out to the sunset.
I followed his gaze, and watched the waves gently crash onto the shore. "There's not a whole lot to tell. I have an older sister, who always seems to have it better than me. Smarter, prettier, more guys, all of that. My mom and I have never been that close. We just seem to not mesh well. Me and my dad, on the other hand, have always been best friends. We would go fishing each month off of a pier. Until he passed away two years ago." I kept my gaze locked on the waves.
"Lily I'm sorry. That must be hard on you." I felt him inch closer, and I could almost feel his want to comfort me. I tried to cringe away without him being able to see.
"Don't be. I've gotten over it, it was a long time ago." I looked over at him and smiled. "Tell me about your family."
"Eh, mine's slightly like yours, but only kind of. My sister, instead of being nice and perfect like yours, see's a total jerk. She gets mad because she's…different. For the most part, she takes it out on me and the rest of the guys. My mom is pretty average, and my dad passed away a few months ago from heart attack." I could tell from his voice that he wasn't quiet over his dad's passing yet.
"Seth, I'm really sorry about your dad." I looked over at him, and I saw him brush away a tear.
"Don't worry about it Lily. I'm starting to get over it." He smiled at me and sighed. The sun was setting, and it was getting harder to see. "So, why do you think your sister has it better than you?"
I brushed the hair out of my face, and suddenly shivered. I didn't realize I still had on my trampy clothes from the day before. My face turned bright red, and I turned my attention back to the waves, trying to let my face cool down. Maybe Seth didn't notice the tramp clothes, but I was sure he did.
"Well everyone seems to like her more than me, especially the boys. She's skinny, I'm fat. She was beautifully straight blonde hair, while I have knotty dirty blonde hair. She's a social butterfly, and I am shy and don't really talk to many people." The sun was almost completely gone by now, and I could just barely see the waves hitting the shore now.
"Lily, that's not true. You're not shy, you just save yourself for the right people to talk to. Your hair isn't knotty, it's curly, natural, and frames your face perfectly. And you're nowhere near fat, you just have beautiful curves, which make you all the more gorgeous." I peeked at him, and saw him smiling.
I looked away and back at the sand. I cleared my throat and sighed. "Thanks. Um…Can you take me back to Mia's now?" My heart was fluttering, and I needed to get a grasp on it before I let this get out of hand.
"Sure, whatever you want Lily." He smiled, and stood up, helping me on my way back to his car. We rode home in silence, except it was more awkward than before.