Chapter 11: Running away

Chapter 11: Running away

I'm alone seating on the sofa that Syl chooses, drinking my third glass of margarita.

Many tried to approach me but stop in midway after seeing how intimidating I look. I can't blame them, after what happened years ago I never want to get near any man.

It's not like I'm disgusted or something, it was like a defense mechanism that whenever a man tries to approach me, my mind instantly reminds my eyes to look at them fiercely and not let them approach me.

Well, it gave me a lot of benefits so I never tried to change it nor fix it.

Syl is frowning as she approached me. She just came from the dance floor and must be tired from dancing in thirty minutes.

"How many did you reject tonight?! Geez, you woman are really hardheaded!" I just raised my eyebrow at her and laugh.

She glared at me again and smacked my head hard which made me frown but laughed at the end.

She looks pretty drunk.

She keeps on swaying while walking towards me. Her hair is messy and her lipstick is smudged. Probably because she flirted with someone.

This woman...

But she seems like she can still handle herself as she sat beside me while making her hands like a fan. It's not really hot because there's an air conditioner but because of the alcohol and the amount of people dancing makes the place really hot.

But I don't feel hot at all. My body is really weak. It can easily feel cold and get tired. It easily catches a cold too and gets sick a lot but I've been exercising to improve my health and somehow I'm getting healthier.

"How did you escape from your bodyguards? Knowing them, they are probably always staying at your door or at least one of them." She looks at me curiously.

I smiled. "They still do the Friday night thingy. So, they are probably at some bar hooking up with different girls." I sarcastically said while rolling my eyes and drinking my margarita.

She laughed crazily and put her head on my shoulder. "Even the that childish James?" She sarcastically asks

I called the waiter and asked for one bottle of margarita.

"Can you finish that?" She asked as her eyes is struggling to sleep but she's fighting it.

"Yeah," I answered.

"But that's four bottles of margarita!" My brows furrowed and look at her.

I shook my head. She looks fine but she's really drunk. I put down the margarita and decided not to drink it. We can't get drunk together there should be at least one of us that is sober enough to bring us home and not make any trouble.

She keeps on mumbling things as I call Butler Warren since I don't know how to drive a freaking car but I can drive motorbikes.

Actually, I'm really famous for motor rides and won a lot of rewards because of it. But of course, my identity is hidden. I'll be dead if my family finds out about it.

In my high school days, I learned how to use a skateboard and get famous on it too but then, one day I took fancy of a motorbike and tried to learn about it and I did. But in my college days, I met the five idiots and teach me how to become an expert and some tricks regarding about motorbikes.

"You said-hik- that the five-hik- morons are at some-hik- bar?" My eyes widened when I saw her swaying as she seat up while she was holding the bottle of margarita that is almost empty!

Oh my gosh!

Did she just drink it like water?!

"Why the hell did you drink that?!" I shouted at her as I massaged my head.

She just giggles at me and hugs the bottle of margarita.

I rolled my eyes and shook my head.

Why the hell did she get drunk?

I stared at her when she stop all of a sudden while staring at my back, particularly on the dance floor.

I was about to look at my back when she giggled and mumbled something.

"What?"

She smiled. "A little kid kissed me and I did not have any allergy..." All of the sudden, she looks like she sobered up and did not drink any alcohol at all! 

But I knew her.

If she's acting like that, suddenly telling things that she's not willing to say, then she's drunk.

I smirk, finding out the reason why she got drunk. "Who is it?" She did not answer and giggled and pointed out somewhere.

I followed where her finger is pointing out but I can't see since there were a lot of people on the dance floor. But for a split second, I saw the bar counter, there are three charming men talking casually with a women in their sides.

I frowned as they look familiar to me. I tilted my head so I can see them better.

This time, I saw a cute man-eating sweet at the corner, avoiding girls as possible. He keeps on glancing at the girls approaching him and hiding at someone but I can't see his face because there's a woman in front of him.

His build is familiar and the way he dresses is familiar too! I could feel my heart beating fast as the woman is slowly moving her hands and touching his shoulder sensually.

I don't know why but I got irritated at what I see and stared hard at them. The woman moves closer again and this time she moves her hands near his face and slowly caresses every corner of his face.

I look away and grab the margarita that Syl just ordered.

"My margaritaaa~," She said and look at me pitifully. She grabbed my hand and shake me.

"You drink my whole bottle of margarita," I said and put some on my glass.

"But I want more~," She said like a kid and pouted while looking at me.

I ignored her a drank my glass of margarita and pour another glass and drank it again.

I close my eyes when I feel my head just spin for a second. . I shook my head and massaged it and looked at the bar counter again.

I felt like the alcohol in my body 

suddenly disappeared when I saw his burning gazes. It was as if I was on fire as he watched my every move. I gulped harshly and start sweating so bad. I immediately looked away and drank another glass of margarita and look again.

My eyes widened in fear when I saw him walking toward us while his eyes is still staring at me intensely. But unlike before, his eyes are looking at me seriously as his face darkens. And at his back, the four idiots are smiling at me while waving their hands.

I immediately stood up and gently pulled Syl. I quickly pulled her away and I no longer care for those with who we had collided.

I should not feel nervous or feel anything at all but seeing him like that makes me want to hide from him!

"Why are we running?" Syl asked.

"You did not tell me that the five idiots are here!" I shouted at her as she said sorry to those I bumped with.

She did not answer so I look back just to see her blushing so hard and looking so shy.

I frowned and did not ask. What matters now is we can go out safely!

I sighed in relief when we are finally out. I look around if Butler Warren is here but I can't see any sign of him.

"I think they did not follow us," Syl said while she was looking at the exit.

I sighed out of relief and called Butler Warren.

"Young Miss, we are almost there."

"Ok, please be fast we are in trouble," I said and hung up the call.

I deliberately did not give him enough information so he will overthink and urge the driver to drive faster.

"Syl, I'll never enter that bar again!" I said and brush my hair.

But Syl never responds. Thinking that she must be tired from running a while ago, I did not mind.

But minutes have fast but there's still no sound coming from Syl. I frowned.

"Why are you so quiet?" I ask when I realized that Syl is the person who can't live without speaking.

She did not respond again so I decided to check on her.

But I think I just made a big mistake for looking back as I saw him leaning on the door while looking at me with his intense gazes as his arms are crossed over his chest. He looks dazzlingly handsome and hot at the same time. His hair is pretty messy that made my eyebrow upward.

He doesn't like his hair messy...

I tried my best to act normal and stared back. "Where's my friend?" He put his hands on his pockets and stood up straight before walking towards me. I unconsciously step back and glared at him.

"Stay where you are!" I shouted and pointed at him.

He frowned and stop for a second before moving closer again. He really looks dead serious that I started to sweat again as his intense gaze never left mine.

"Are you afraid of me?"