Taking Chances (Rewritten Version)

Chapter Five

"Dumped"

Nate

                  

I swallowed every last bit of shots that lined the bar, ignoring the looks I was earning from a certain brunette across the club. By now, half the club had thinned out, and I occasionally found myself staring in her direction with much interest.

I could honestly say that I missed her sweet, sensible words that she'd only spoken to me for a night. But after her random bitch moment, I found she wasn't worth worrying over.

A blonde with a caked face full of makeup attached herself to me, her lips pressed hungrily to my neck. I snickered as I caught her stare from across the room, knowing by the annoyed look she shot in my direction that this bothered her completely.

I latched my lips to the girls' and began moving us so she sat on my lap. Our tongues wrestled each other rapidly, hungrily. Then I released the girl and winked at her.

"Why don't we take this to the back?"

She smirked, grabbing my hand and pulling me off the stool and leading me out of the club. My fun for tonight was fulfilled.

Brielle

I downed another beer and found myself glaring in his direction, finding his intentions were mainly to hurt me. But all I saw as I watched him being led out of the club was disgust and annoyance.

As I sat there, my eyes wandered over the crowd of sweaty bodies, completely unaware of anyone else around them as they moved to the beat.

Then my eye caught someone that I almost died seeing. It was Austin Mac, one of the sexiest men that lived on the Earth. My breath caught in my throat as he smirked at me, his eyes trained intently on mine. He left his spot at the bar and made his way over to me, that smirk still lingering on his beautifully pink lips.

"I couldn't help but notice you staring from across the room," he shouted over the music, his brown eyes watching me with an intense look in them.

"Who said I was staring?" I called, finding a smirk growing on my face. His eyebrows raised at my response, and he held his hand out for me to take.

"How about we argue while we dance?"

I found myself realizing that his offer was too much to resist, and any chance to dance with the irresistible boy in front of me was definitely one that I'd take any day. So I brought my hand to his and let him pull me up from the couch I was plainly sitting on. I held my smirk as he pulled me to the dance floor, his eyes never leaving mine. His hands rested on my hips, tugging me close as we moved to the music. Suddenly, I found I was getting lost. I couldn't do or say anything, because the music was all I focused on.

I felt a stare burning a hole into my body as I swayed with Austin , and as I looked up to find the eyes that did so, I winked at the ice. I hope you're enjoy the view, I thought to myself.

He deserved it.                           

~

I awoke with a smile on my face, and a view that I'd rather not see. Harry lay next to Claire, the only cover providing them being the blanket that was placed over them.

Immediately, I jump up from my bed and ran to the bathroom in disgust.

Claire awoke behind the door, and I listened as she got herself dressed and made her way straight toward me. Her hand gripped the handle, but I ripped the door open before she could even make a move. She jolted back a step in surprise, her tired eyes staring into mine.