Chapter Five: The Hot Stranger!
Previously on NC:
"Can we have something little stronger?" Bianca asked as Chris nodded.
"Yeah, three….no, two…bloody Mary." Chris asked as Lance looked at him with a nod.
"Sure whatever you say boss." Lance said making them two virgin bloody Marys and giving it to them. "Drinks up."
"Hey where is my celery?" Bianca asked as Lance apologised and placed two celery sticks on the drinks.
"Cheers Lance." Chris grinned as both he and Bianca took large gulp of their tomato juice. Unknown to them, Lance spotted David and gestured him towards the bar, signalling towards the three drunks.
"Hope you three are ready to go home!" A voice said as Chris turned around to find David standing there with a smile.
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"Lance you served them Bloody Mary?" David asked the bartender who held his hand up in defence.
"Relax, they're virgin bloody Mary." Lance said as Bianca and Chris choked on their drinks.
"You mean there is noooo alcohol in this?" Bianca said looking repulsed as Lance shrugged with a mischievous smile on his face.
"You're so fired." Chris said wiping his mouth with back of his sleeve.
"Alright, let's go!" David said to the three as he swatted Tom awake. "Wake up sunshine, time to go home."
"Huh, huh…" was all the response he received from Tom before the kid went back to sleep.
"I-I need to use the bathroom. Be right back." Chris said to his brother.
"Alright meet us outside in the front." David said to his brother as he watched him disappear towards the backroom.
Chris stumbled his way towards the bathroom, only to find – not only there is a long queue outside but it's also beginning to smell. Feeling everything he has drunk so far rising up to his throat, he shook his head. "I'm not dying in there." Chris mumbled to himself as he made his way outside.
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Meanwhile inside the club, Wyatt Thornson grumbled at the sight of his friends having fun with random strangers, while he collected leftover bottles.
"Having fun Wyatt?" Wyatt's thought to himself as he shifted through the crowd to get to the bar, in order to dispose the bottles and go on his break. However when Wyatt reached the bar, he saw a kid passed out on the counter, a girl that looked completely wasted who hiccupped once in a while, with a cute guy standing over them.
Little confused, he approached the bin and began disposing the bottles as their conversation drifted to him through the music – seeing he is standing close to them. It wasn't that hard to hear them.
"Wake him up." David said to Bianca, who looked at David with a confused look.
"Me?" Bianca said pointing at herself just to clarify as David nodded in response. "Okay!" Bianca mumbled with a shrug as she grabbed her drink from the counter and emptied it on Tom's passed out face, earning a yell from David.
"Bianca!" David shouted as Tom showed no sign of waking up.
"Huh? That didn't work…!" Bianca drunkenly muttered as she placed her glass back down on the counter, causing David to roll his eyes and the bartenders to chuckle.
"Looks like he's out cold dude." Lance said as David nodded at the bartender before looking at the phoenix.
"Stay here." David said to Bianca before looking at Lance. "Look after them for a bit, I'll be right back."
"You want a hand moving him man?" Lance asked as David shook it off.
"Na, it's cool. I've got it. I'll get Ryan to move him." David said before disappearing off into the crowd towards the VIP area. Ryan should able to pick the kid up like he weighs nothing more than a twig, after all possessing superhuman strength, the half Manticore should able to carry Tom without any problem in his drunken state.
"Hey, Lance, I'm going on my break now, if that's alright with you?" Wyatt asked Lance, who gave a nod.
"Sure, just hurry back." Lance said with a wink as Wyatt gave thumbs up and made his way to the back of P3 to have a quick smoke.
Wyatt is not a constant smoker…well he is kinda… but he only smokes when he's stressed… and boy, Oh boy! Is this job stressful? …running around like a slave just for 7.00 dollars per hour, when he normally earns $2,000 to $9,000 per shoot, sure makes a lot of difference. Normally those shoots barely exceeds an hour and getting paid that much for an hour and now getting this is such a bitch…Plus his payment often changes too, depending on the shoot, like whether its hetro, bi or gay scenes.
Wyatt mostly does gay and bi shoots since they pay lot more than hetro shoots but this…working as a bartender? Not only it's physically draining but the thought of being around alcohol and not being able to drink or party – no wonder he felt sorry for the bartenders –Now he's one of them. He doesn't even know why he bothered to get this ridiculous job. He thought it'll be fun, but boy was he wrong.
Lighting his death stick as his grandmother would call it, Wyatt took a deep inhale of the nicotine that whizzed through his lungs, only to stop when he spotted a guy, trying to piss near the dumpster but the way he was standing, Wyatt could tell he was drunk.
"Hey, what do you think you're doing?" Wyatt called out causing the guy to jerk and jump a bit, before turning around to face him – this only made Wyatt to raise his left eyebrow at him.
"Err…hold that thought for a sec…" Chris called out waving his hand, freezing the guy that scared the shit out of him. "Peeple can't even piss in peace!" Chris mumbled as he let loose, knowing if his mother was to find out, she is going to throw a fit…but hey, it's mother nature calls, Plus its urgent and the bathroom was busy.
Once his business was done, Chris zipped himself up - ensuring he is tightly zipped by jumping up and down - before turning around to face the frozen figure that stood near the door, so with a wave of his arm he brought the guy back from his spell.
"I was doin nuffin." Chris said approaching Wyatt as the bartender looked up and down at the guy before him. "Don't tell anyone, shhh!" Chris said pressing his fingers to his lips as he looked fearful, in case the guy rats him out. "A guy gotta go when he gotta go! You know wat I'm sayin?"
Only then Chris fully took in the appearance of the guy before him, at this he felt himself gulp – the guy was hot, he was suited in black, his short dark spiky blonde hair gave him the bad boy look – and his body. Chris could see the part of the tribal tattoo in his perfect massive left bicep and even his shirt looked as if they might pop if he flex too much…Chris felt his throat dry out at the sight of the perfect specimen before him – he has a body of Adonis that Chris always envied.
Wyatt on the other hand chuckled with a nod. He certainly knows that feeling, when nature calls you gotta go, you can't hold it in. "I know what you saying." Wyatt replied back as he took another puff from his cigarette.
"The freakin bathroom was busy!" Chris replied back to justify himself only to cough when he inhaled Wyatt's second hand smoke.
"Sorry!" Wyatt apologised as Chris waved his arms in the air to clear the smoke before him, while Wyatt blew the smoke sideways, away from the guy's face. Wyatt gotta admit when people get drunk, they get dopey and childish – perfect example was standing right in front of him.
"S'okay, we all gonna die one day." Chris said trying to steady himself but only his body wasn't seem to be in his control as he wanted it to be, instead it swayed back and forth. Wyatt merely nodded at Chris comment as he continued to finish his cigarette. "I…I-I don't fink I've seen you around, are you new here? Cause I would remember seeing a hot guy like, like you around."
At this Wyatt once again raised his eyebrow at the guy before him, but he couldn't help but smile as he took in the guy before him. The emerald eyes before him are dilated and watery, but it was the expression on the guy's face that rapt him. He looked like a lost puppy.
"That, that, that came out wrong….I-I-I-I-I mean, err, not that you're hot," Chris said as Wyatt raised an eyebrow. "I mean you're but not hot as in hot, like not the, not the hot that burns your finger hot, that too but what I meant was..." Chris said hoping that guy wouldn't beat the shit out of him or label him as a fag…but…his thoughts stopped in mid-train when he saw Wyatt crushing his cigarette bud on the floor before raising his right arm towards him. Chris involuntarily winced expecting pain but looked dumbstruck when Wyatt ruffled his hair with a chuckle.
"You're cute." Wyatt said as he looked at the guy who blinked at him in surprise, his eyes glistening in the light near the door.
"Err thanks I-I think…" Chris said feeling himself getting horny under the intense gaze from this hot guy before him.
Chris knows he never would've had the guts to approach a guy if he was sober, only in his drunken state, he gets the confidence to do it…but one way or another, he always ends up going home alone since always the guys Chris secretly fancied would turn out to be straight or attached. It was rare for Chris to meet a guy that swings both ways in P3, mainly because P3 is one of the straight clubs around…if you wanna meet a guy, you would have to go to one of gay clubs around in San Francisco, which is plenty but Chris would never caught dead in those type of clubs. No Way Hozay! Of course on the other hand, Chris is afraid of his family finding out about him. He's a closet gay, he only made out with a guy in college but that's about it, Chris only makes out, he never had been once penetrated by a guy – this makes him a what? Yup. A Virgin! – But he has plenty of experience with women, let's not forget that. Now back to Wyatt.
Wyatt once again chuckled at the sight of the guy blushing before him. Wyatt could immediately tell that this guy swings both ways, especially the way he was standing…legs crossed and his arms behind his back, looking sheepishly at Wyatt with his puppy eyes.
"Chris!" A voice shouted causing Chris to jump and lose control of his foot - as a result he stumbled into Wyatt – who caught him just in time and steadied the staggering guy.
"Whoa! Careful there!" Wyatt said with a chuckle.
"Oops...sorry!" Chris giggled as he looked towards the direction of the voice - only to find David standing there with his arms out in an expression that said 'What the hell are you doing there?'
"GO I'M COMING!" Chris shouted back before glancing back at Wyatt. "Jerk!" Chris mumbled with shaking his head.
"Your Boyfriend?" Wyatt asked only to regret the question, at the sight of the Chris' eyes widening before looking physically sick.
"Eww No!" Chris grimaced as he visibly shivered. "That's my brother!"
"Oh sorry, didn't mean to…" Wyatt started and trailed off at the sight of Chris shaking his head before glancing towards his brother's direction – David in response, shook his head before disappearing around the corner towards the car park.
"Thanks for putting that into my head! I need to go and vomit now." Chris sarcastically commented as Wyatt laughed quietly.
"So you're single?" Wyatt asked as Chris rolled his eyes.
"If I wasn't, do you think I'll be making a fool out of myself here, pathetically tryin to hit on you, even though it's not working?." Chris said throwing his hand up in the air. "I mean you prolly got a girlfriend or somefin and how pathetic do I look, next to you?"
"Erm…" Wyatt didn't know what to say, this guy was obviously drunk out of his head but the way he was speaking about Wyatt, made it seem as if Wyatt acted that he was better than him…which kinda made him feel bad. "You're not pathetic don't worry about it."
Chris opened his mouth to reply only for a loud honk to interrupt him. "LET'S GO!" David' shouted from the SUV as Chris rolled his eyes.
"FUCK YOU!" Chris shouted before glancing towards Wyatt. "It was nice meeting you." Chris said lightly stumbling away from Wyatt.
"Yeah you too." Wyatt said with a nod as Chris slowly began walking away.
"Byeee." Chris said waving like a little kid only to stop as if he stumbled into an invisible wall. For a second Wyatt was confused but Chris on the other hand, decided to make a leap of faith and rushed towards Wyatt and with a quick hard slam of his lips against Wyatt, the drunken Witch took off into the night towards the SUV giggling like a schoolgirl, leaving Wyatt to chuckle with a little headshake.
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Hey Guys Hope You all Enjoy this Chapter, I kinda hate my Muse right now since that twat wants to Inspire me while I've got two 3000 word essays to do for this Thursday. Sometimes I swear I could kick her…: Anyhow…Hope you all enjoyed this Chapter.
And Since Chris is totally Drunk, I'm gonna get Bianca to thank you all.
Bianca: Err…What he said…*looks confused*
Briankrause: Okay folks, looks like all my Characters are either too busy or drunk. So HUGE THANKS TO: ADarkenedSoul, I-Love-Trunks1, CelticWolfster, PapiEsteven, Drumline, Wesdrewlover, Nocturnal Rose, Anna Maria &
Wragziez – Lol, you're forgiven…just don't do it in the future. Hehehe. :P
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Spott – Hey, glad you're on the boat with this story. As for your comment regarding Shock Or Surprise. Lol. Chris does get Wyatt – in the Sequel lol, Which I haven't made that much progress with, but should be out if I finish this story by this summer. Lol. Wish me luck.
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