Running into the player

Chapter 28 - Go Get Her

CHAPTER 28

The smell of strong alcohol floods my senses as I sit on a barstool, ignoring every word the bartender is saying. We've been here for almost two hours and i've hardly drank anything. Instead, i've been trying out the role of a stalker, watching my friends dance and chat casually amongst themselves. Nat and Steph have definitely hit it off. They're huddled close together on the other side of the room whilst Bree and Asher are grinding against each other in the middle of the dance floor. Watching everyone flirting around me is putting me in an angry mood. It shouldn't be, but it is.

"Are you listening to me?" The bartender asks, leaning over the counter towards me. He looks like he's only a few years older than myself. He's been making passes at me all night, asking who i'm here with and if i'm single. To be honest, it makes me want to take a shower.

"Not really." I admit, swinging myself around in my seat. I grab my beer off the bar and take a long drink before I slam it back down and walk away. It may seem rude, but at the moment I really couldn't care less. I walk into the crowd of sweaty dancing people, pushing my way past everyone. I feel a hand on my ass and whirl around, coming face to face with a younger looking guy.

"Hey baby, want to dance?" He whispers low into my ear, trying to sound sexy but coming off sounding like a honking goose with a cold.

"No thank you." I roll my eyes, preparing to turn away from him. He grabs my waist, pulling me into him, I squeak in protest.

"Come on baby, just one dance." He growls, trailing his hands to my ass.

"Get off me!" I snap, shoving his chest. He doesn't move, just stands there trying to feel me up.

"Fine, how about we skip the dancing and you can help me out with a small problem i've got." He glances down at my boobs, raising his eyebrows suggestively as he looks back up at my face.

"I'm sure it's a small problem." I glare at him, anger boiling inside of me. "But don't worry, you're probably still waiting to hit puberty. It shouldn't take too long buddy."

"Want to get on your knees and check? I'm sure you can do another thing for me while you're down there." He grins evily, not the least bit angry at my comment before.

"Really? How about I rip it off and shove it down your throat so you can do it yourself?!" I shove him again, this time I make him fall backwards and hit the floor.

"Callie, what happened?" Asher runs up to my side, staring down at the man on the floor.

"Nothing, I took care of it." I mutter, jerking away when he touches me arm.

"Tell me." His eyes are intense as he looks at me, showing me concern.

"He was just being a guy." I say, immediantly feeling like I should apologize to the male race. He steps towards him, leaning over him slightly. I hear muffled words but I can't make out what he is saying over the loud music. From the looks of it, the guy is afraid of him.

"Who's that?" Bree is beside me now, looking at Asher in a strange way. Suddenly he straightens up and turns around, taking Bree's hand as he comes close to us.

"He won't bother you again." He assures me, kissing Bree lightly on the temple. I almost envy them. How can they fall in love so fast? Why does their relationship work but mine doesn't?

"Thank you." I run my hand through my hair and turn away from them, heading over to Nat and Steph.

I see them sitting together in a small booth, laughing and smiling. My lips turn up in a smile of my own automatically. Seeing Nat and my brother happy makes me happy too. My brother is my only family now. As much as I hate to admit it, I don't really have anyone else. I mean, I could say Bree and Nat are my family but reality is they're not. It doesn't mean I can't think of them as my family. Nat and me are closer than I ever thought we would be. He's one of my best friends. We've hugged, kissed, cried, laughed and saved each other from potential catastrophe. Me and Bree have the same relationship. Although I haven't ever given her a boner...