What the hell was he doing?!

"Hey, you okay?" Shawzy asked.

"Uh... Yea I'm fine. Actually I'm great. Wanna get something to drink?"

He looked a bit confused but shrugged it off and led the way to the bar.

He ordered to beers for us and told me to wait for him while he ran the bathroom.

The bartender brought over our drinks and I chugged down almost half of mine.

Seeing Jon and Blondie so close to each other made my blood boil. I don't think I've ever been this furious before.

Kaner and Sharpie had it so wrong. If he liked me he wouldn't have invited his little friend. What the hell man.

"Surely a gorgeous girl like yourself isn't alone at a club."

I turned around and saw a pretty good looking guy. Well, hello there.

"Can I buy you a drink?" He smiled and winked at me.

To hell with it. Two can play at this game Jon. Didn't Kaner say something about trying to making him jealous?

"No, but you can dance with me," I said with the best flirtatious voice I could manage.

Geez when was the last time I flirted with a guy? I hope I'm doing this right. What's the worst that can happen?

"Well alright then, beautiful."

Just as he was leading me back to the dance floor, I heard someone shout my name. I looked back to see Shawzy standing where I was previously sitting. I motioned to him that I was gonna dance. He didn't get a chance to reply because he had two girls all over him in a matter of seconds. Lovely.

"I'm Jonathan by the way. Buy you can call me John," he said.

Jonathan? Are you fucking kidding me. Of all the names in the world his had to be Jonathan.

"So, are you gonna tell me your name, beautiful? Or am I going to have to guess?" He said as we dance.

"Oh, right. I'm sorry. I'm Karen," I said. He nodded and pulled me closer to him.

I peeked over his shoulder and saw someone glaring at us.

Oh shit. Jonathan.

Jon looked pissed as fuck.

I backed off of Jonathan 2.0 and he looked down at me giving me a puzzled look.

I smiled shyly but continued to dance.

We danced for another five minutes until he walked me over to the bar to get some drinks.

He challenged me to a round of tequila shots. Whoever drank five shots the fastest was the winner. Ha! Tequila? Really? Game on.

After I won, he started asking me more questions about myself. I didn't mind except for the fact that he kept moving a little too close to me with every question.

"How about another round? No competition, just drinks," he smiled down at me. I don't know but there was something different in his eyes now. He looked...determined.

What the fuck. Is he really trying to get me drunk? It's going to take a lot more than a coupe of shots of tequila.

He ran his hand along my face and rested it on my waist.

Ohhhhh kaaaayy...

When we got our drinks, he motioned to me to drink.

I smiled and took a shot. Okay, don't panic. Everything's cool. I just have to get back to the table.

I looked behind him but saw no one at our table. I casually looked around the dark dance floor too see if I could try and find some of the guys. I spotted Kris, Corey, and Shawzy but they were too busy dancing to notice me.

"You looking for anyone?" John asked. "Cause I don't think I want to share you right now," he said, pulling me even closer, blocking my escape route.

"Uh..yea I am. I'm looking for my friend. He's my ride home," I said as casually as possible. I didn't want this guy to know he was starting to really creep me out.

"Aw, you can't leave so soon. Don't worry, I'll give you a ride home," he said smiling "after we take a little trip back to my place."

Oh shit.

He leaned down and I turned my head the other way. There was no way in hell this guy was going to be my first kiss. He continued to lower his head and planted small kisses down my neck.

Gross gross gross. No I don't want your saliva all over me man. Shit. Okay just gently push him away and leave.

I lightly pushed him off and looked up at him. He looked...different. A scary different.

"Uh...sorry, it's just that I'm not feeling well right now and I think it's best if I went home and rested," I said.

He smiled sweetly at me and lowered his head so his mouth was next to my ear.

"I don't think so."

He grabbed my arm hard and started to lead me towards the exit. I froze for a second, not fully comprehending what was happening. I whipped my head around to try and find the guys but I couldn't find any of them.

"Let me go," I said, tugging my arm to get him to release me. "I'm not going anywhere with you, you creep!"

"But we're going to have so much fun together," he said. He pulled my arm even harder.

"LET ME GO!"

I started to yell at the top of my lungs but the music just drowned my cries.

Oh my god. What's going to happen to me? Where the hell is Jon or Patrick or Brandon? Where the hell is everyone?!

We were almost by the exit when I started to hit him. I punched him as hard as I could and his grip loosened just a bit but not enough for me to slip out of his grasp.

"LET ME GO!"

"Oh you're a feisty one," he snarled. "I like that."

"Please! Let me go!"

"But we're going to have so much fun. You know you're going to like it."

"NO! LET ME FUCKING GO!"

Suddenly a tall figure came over and punched him in the jaw. He was immediately knocked out and I was released from his grip.

"No means no you little fucker."

Notes

short i know
IM SO SORRY IT'S BEEN FOREVER BUT THERE WAS A LOT OF SHIT I HAD TO TAKE CARE OF BUT IM BACK AND I WILL TRY TO UPDATE AS OFTER AS I CAN
senior year is so fucking stressful
10/10 would not recommend
i miss you guys!
xxxxxxx
-A