Ohne Dich (Sequel to Stirb Nicht Vor Mir)

Chapter 125

September 15, 2010

I snatched the cigarette from Taylor's hands and ran away from her. I accidentally bumped into someone and gasped. 

I looked up and saw a man with black hair, a leather jacket, and a "Faith No More" shirt. He looked handsome. 

"Hey!" Taylor grabbed the cigarette from me. 

"I-I-I'm so s-s-s-sorry," I stuttered. 

"It's fine," He chuckled. "You need to watch where you're going, little girl."

"I'm not as little as you think I am," I stuck out my tongue. 

"Oh really?" He smirked. 

"No...I'm much, much more little."

"What the fuck?!" Taylor chuckled. 

"I'm Tobias," He shook our hands. 

"I'm-"

"Adette," He interrupted me. "Yeah, I know."

"How do you know?" Taylor asked in a suggestive tone. 

"She's a celebrity...of course I know."

I didn't know if it was me being drunk speaking or not, but I thought he was so handsome. I wanted to pursue things with him, but I couldn't-I knew I shouldn't. 

"Hello?!" Taylor shoved me.

"I'm sorry," I got embarrassed because I knew that they knew I was staring at Tobias. "I zoned out."

"Happens to the best of us," Tobias shoved his hands in his pockets. 

"We have to get going," Taylor said. 

"Where are you off to?"

"The bar at the end of the street."

"Do you mind if I join?" He made eye contact with me. 

It sent shivers down my spine. 

"O-Of course n-n-n-not," I grinned. 

We all walked to the bar and sat down. Taylor and I had already drank enough, I didn't know what the fuck she was doing, but I wasn't complaining. 

"Where are you from?" Taylor asked Tobias. 

"Sweden," He replied. 

"Oh, really?"

"Yes."

"I want to go to Sweden."

"Can you speak Sweden?" I asked Tobias. 

"Can I speak Sweden?" He repeated. 

"Yeah, can you speak Sweden?"

"It's Swedish."

"No, it's not. You said you were born in Sweden. You were lying! Looks like we have a liar, everyone!"

He chuckled. "Oh no!"

I drank too many drinks to be thinking straight. 

When we were getting ready to pay, Tobias offered to pay for us. 

"What a gentleman," Taylor thanked him. 

I tried to hop off of my chair, but ended up almost falling, but Tobias caught me. 

"Watch yourself," He held me steady as we walked outside. 

"Stop!" I giggled as he gently touched me. "That tickles!"