Captain Clutch

After talking for about ten minutes Malkin and I had migrated back to the table. I was already on my second Martini and had two shots at the bar by the time we got back to the table. Malkin was on his third drink. I was pretty buzzed, but I knew how to hide it very well.
"Kayla, I thought you weren't drinking tonight. Aren't you underage?" James asked looking at me a little concerned.
"I'm allowed to do what I want. Anyways I know the owner and anything we want is free tonight. So who cares if I have a couple drinks." I said taking another sip of my martini. These things barley had any alcohol so I knew I wouldn't get that drunk.
"You know the owner?" Beau said pulling me from my thoughts.
"Yeah, he's an old friend." I said sighing. A waiter came over to our booth.
"Can I get anything for anyone?" He asked politely. I was happy he had come over, it broke up the conversation and I knew I wouldn't have to explain anything right away. After everyone had ordered a drink I downed the rest of my drink and announced I was going to freshen up. I got out of the booth and walked toward the washroom. Once in there I looked in the mirror. I was a bit fuzzy, but the image looking back at me had bright blue eyes and perfect hair. I flashed a smile, tugging at my jacket a little putting into place. Just as I was about to leave my phone vibrated in my wristlet. I pulled it out and saw there was a text.
"Oh my." I exclaimed looking at the name that had popped up on my phone. Well it wasn't exactly a name, just a letter. One single letter. B. I sighed and unlocked my phone. I took a deep breath and looked down at my phone.
B: I miss your beautiful face. I want to see you.
My head started spinning. Why was he texting me now? Was he here? Maybe I just hadn't noticed him. It was his fathers club and we used to spend a lot of time here. So many things were going through my head. I needed another drink. I suddenly felt very sober. I took a deep breath and exited the washroom. I walked straight over to the bar and ordered two shots of vodka.
"You okay?" Toby asked looking a little concerned as he poured me two shots of Absolut vodka.
"Never been better." I said as I took the two shots and downed them without biting down on a lemon or lime this time. I took a deep breath. All the sudden I felt hands on my shoulders. I tensed up. One of the hands moved the hair from my left shoulder behind my back.
"Get my text?" A male said leaning into my ear. "I guess my wish came true."
I spun around suddenly gaining some confidence.
"This is obviously not a coincidence Brandon." I spat out growing more annoyed by the second.
"Okay you got me." He said holding his hands up looking guilty as ever. "My dad called and told me you were here."
"Asshole." I muttered.
"He likes you Lays." Brandon said taking my hand in his. I pulled my hand away.
"Don't call me that." I said taking a step back. "I hate that name. It sounds like the potato chips."
"Sorry." He said with that smirk on his face. My heart melted a little. He stood taller than me. He was wearing a black button up shirt and dark wash jeans. His hair had grown out since the last time I saw him. It was the perfect length. He had it slicked back just the way I liked it most with that little curl at the front. It reminded me of the guys from the 1950s, very sophisticated and classy.
"Come home with me." He said trailing his hand up and down my arm making me tingle a little inside.
"No way." I said. "I broke up with you. That means I don't want to be with you anymore."
"I know you do. You want to come home with me, beautiful." He said looking me up and down.
"Stop it." I said getting a bit unhappy with his hands being all over me.
"Kayla, you ready to go?" I heard Sidney's voice say from behind me.
"Yes." I said getting a little flustered. Had the cocky superstar come to my rescue? Maybe I was wrong about him. He put his arm around my shoulder.
"Next time Lays." Brandon said giving me a small kiss on the cheek before whispering in my ear. "You're way to good for him beautiful."
I felt my blood boil. I wasn't even dating Sidney. He had no right to say that anyways. I could date whoever I wanted it was my life not his.
After he had walked away I turned to Sidney.
"Thanks." I said with a small smile.
"Anytime, you looked like you needed help." Sidney said.
"Wanna get out of here?" I said raising my eyebrow. He wasn't at all the guy I thought he was.
"Sure, I'll drive you home." Sidney said. "I sent Beau with the others when I saw you needed help."
"I'm not ready to go home." I said biting my lip a little hoping he would get the hint.
"Okay. I have just the place." Sidney said smiling. Just as we were about to leave I heard my name from the bar. I turned and saw Toby holding up a bottle of vodka. I gave him a confused look and he waved me over.
"I'll be back in a second." I said to Sidney as I walked over to the bar where Toby was standing.
"Brandon said to give you a couple more shots." Toby said looking at me apologetically. I sighed. I guess a couple more wouldn't hurt.
"Fine." I said. He poured me two more shots. I downed them quickly.
"Thanks Toby. Tell Brandon to fuck himself." I said smiling as I turned to where Sidney was standing. By this point I was pretty hammered. I took a deep breath and started back to where Sidney was. I stumbled as I got to him and he caught me at the last second before I hit the ground.
"Careful." He said as he put me back in the upright position. I was so wrong about him. He put his arm around my waist to keep me steady as we left the club. My head was still spinning from everything that had happened inside the club. I was right about tonight being crazy, I just didn't know what was still to come.

Notes

This was the HARDEST chapter to write. I had the worst writers block. I wanted to post this the other day, but it took me a long time to actually write.