Alex shook his head at Kelly as she made her way downstairs. The men were gawking at her and she just ignored it by rolling her eyes. She walked up to Alex and grinned widely at him. Alex sighed and tapped his watch, "I have to leave in like 15 minutes," he told her. Kelly's face fell and she pouted but Alex continued to shake his head, "Sorry I have a date."

"It's fine I don't need you to play pool," she said shrugging and grabbing a stick. Alex walked up to her and grabbed her arm.

"I don't think so Kel. These guys are staring at you like you're some sex object. I'm not going to leave you here alone" he told her. Kelly shrugged again and bent over the pool table as she was aiming at the white ball that was at her eye level. She hit it and watched it move to one of the pockets. She smiled to herself and then looked over at Alex to see if he was going to join her. Alex sighed in defeat and grabbed a stick for himself.

Randy walked into the bar with his cigarette already in his mouth. He ordered for a drink and waited for it to come. His eyes scanned the room for any fresh meat he could prey on. He blew the smoke out and grabbed the glass the bartender passed to him and took a drink. Randy let the strong liquor burn through his throat. He took another whiff from his cigarette before putting it out. His thoughts somehow raced back to Kelly; The girl who stood up to him earlier. She was a little annoying bitch, but he can't deny the fact that she was hot as hell. Stacy and Kelly. Both looked almost a like. Yet Kelly seemed more appealing to him. There was something about her.

Randy moved his eyes to the stairs that was leading downstairs. He knew what was there. The pool room, where more people were getting smashed. He decided he had nothing to do up here and so he made his way downstairs. Walking through the almost cramped room he finally came towards the pool tables.

"Randy!" Alex shouted. Kelly snapped her head around and saw Randy making his way to them. He looked just as sexy as he did when she first saw him. She felt lightheaded just being in the small room now. Randy and Alex did their handshake, and then he brought his attention to Kelly. She was holding her stick and glaring back at him. He checked her out and had a smug smile plastered on his face. Kelly rolled her eyes and looked away.

"So remember the time you had to owe me a favor?" Alex asked Randy. Randy squinted his eyes and slowly nodded. "Kelly doesn't want to leave this place until she gets her hour dose of pool. I have to leave right now, can you stick around with her?" Alex asked.

Kelly glared at Alex. "I do not need babysitting! I told you I can manage being here alone" she snapped.

Randy looked at Kelly and shifted his eyes back to Alex. "You ask for the most pussy shit stuff. You know that?"

Alex rolled her eyes, "Seriously if Punk finds out I left her alone I'll get in deep shit" Alex said, his eyes filling with concern.

"Well maybe Punk should watch after his own girlfriend" Randy said rudely.

"I'm not his girlfriend!" Kelly shot back.

This made Randy's eyebrows shoot up. He smirked and suddenly he felt a wave of confidence. "Really?" he asked. He walked closer to Kelly as she took steps back. Alex watched them closely and patted Randy's shoulder.

"So you'll watch her right?" he asked. Randy nodded and Alex fled the scene.

"Alex!" Kelly yelled, but he was long gone. Randy had Kelly backed against the pool table. She stared up at him and all she could smell was the mixture of smoke and alcohol on him. She covered her nose and sort of pushed him.

"You smell like booze…and smoke" she whined.

Randy chuckled. "Oh, is someone a pastor's daughter?"

"No, I just know how not to kill myself" she snapped.

Randy nodded and pulled off his leather jacket. He adjusted his silver dog tag back around his neck and faced Kelly. Kelly couldn't still get over the fact that he had tattoos all along his arms. She continued staring at it. "Did it hurt?" she asked suddenly, throwing him off.

Randy looked at his arms and then back at her. She looked so innocent and curious. He laughed and shook his head. "Nope. Stings a bit, but not a big deal," he said as he grabbed the pool stick from her hand.

She followed him around the table. "Why'd you get a lot? I mean Punk has a lot too, but I just don't get it," she said.

"It's my choice. I felt like getting it, so I did. Maybe you should get one too," he suggested. Kelly's jaw dropped and Randy walked closer to her and placed his hand on her hip. "Maybe here. It'll look sexy as hell" he winked at her. He pulled his hand away and brought his attention to the pool table. Kelly felt chills where he just touched her. He was something.

She watched as he perfectly scored all eight balls. He stood straight again and stared at the table proudly. Now she had competition. She rudely grabbed the stick from him and bent over the table as she hit the next ball that was in her sight. The ball went straight into the pocket. She looked at Randy and smiled widely. Randy felt his stomach flutter when she smiled at him. He placed his hands on his hip and watched as Kelly carefully hit the next ball. Her hips were perfectly curved, and her blonde curly hair fell in her face. She looked gorgeous. Something Randy wouldn't dare uttering out loud.

"So you have some game," he said crossing his arms against his chest.

Kelly looked back at him and cocked her head to the side a bit. "Some game?" she asked and Randy nodded. "Okay you just got lucky this time, but I swear next time you'll be begging me to stop crushing you," she said winking.

Randy laughed. "Feisty… I like it" he admitted.

Kelly rolled her eyes and a small smile crept on her face. "Seriously though, if Punk sees you with me, you'd be dead" she warned him.

Randy squinted his eyes, "Look, if you want to talk about Punk I'm not going to baby-sit you" he said.

"What you did to him was a dick move. Has anyone told you that you were an asshole?"

Randy thought for a moment and nodded. "Yeah, plenty actually. But none from those beautiful lips" he said winking.

"Can you go on for a minute without trying to hit on me?" she asked rudely.

"Hard not to when you turn me on" he said smoothly. Kelly's mouth dropped and Randy grabbed the stick from her hand again. "So are you going to tell Punk on me?" he whispered in her ear.

Kelly slowly shook her head and looked down as the blood rushed to her cheeks.

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