Her words are much more slurred and ever. She’s slump over on one side of your shoulder. Taking a good look at your friend, you can now see she is in no condition to stay anywhere by herself. His words are deep with malice and they leave a bad taste in your mouth. “Okay well (y/f/n) doesn’t seem like she wants to leave”, the last one says. A wash of relief storms over you entire body. I am friend of (y/n) and we were planing on leaving together”, the man steps in. Tensing up, bracing yourself for whatever was to come. You are now aware of the three circling around the two of you. The same manic tone streams from his mouth. I’m sober and I brought my car”, you say quickly. “We can take you ladies home”, one speaks but there is something speaking with his voice. “I had a few drinks”, your friend slurs and giggles. Whether blue eyes was a nut job or not, these guys were defiantly up to something sinister. The three men surround the two of you like serpents, almost hissing at the interruption. “Oh god, you look terrible”, she looks at you with deep concern. “(y/f/n) I…I think I’m going to be very sick”, you hold your mouth. All you can seem to muster is a nod in agreement. Just slowly get up, fake sick and leave with your friend”, his eyes softer than they had been. Gently enough as to not harm you but firm enough to alarm you. I mean…” before you can finish he grabs your hand. It sounds forced and hostile underneath the calm exterior. “I suggest you and your friend leave”, he continues. “Okay I’ll keep an eye on them”, you finally say. “Their college guys, of course they’re not wait they seem”, you reply. “Those three boys are not all they seem to be”, his eyes focused just behind you. Once again you have that feeling, the feeling that something bad or good was about to happen. “Excuse me”? You don’t want to sound alarm so the words boil down to a whisper. His voice matching the expression on his face. “I would watch out for those three”, he finally says after awhile. He has a relevantly handsome face, scruff on his chin, bright blue eyes like you saw before, and a very stern look on his face. The man quietly sits for a few seconds which gives you time to breathe in his features. “ She’s probably more happy than me”, you think. You friend gives you a sly smile and returns to flirting. Turning you see the man from the table taking the sit next to you. As you are about to respond you feel a presence hoovering over. “(y/n) come over here and meet the guys”, your friend beckons. Taking a few more chugs, you turn to notice one of the college boys has now taken an interest in you. “Thanks”, you say slowing taking your first sip. A few minutes later her places an ice cold cup of coca-cola in front of you. “Just a coke, please”, you keep your voice monotone. “What can I get for you”, the bartender spoke with disinterest. You move closer, sitting in the stool adjacent to his table. It was like he was micro focused on something only he could see. The intensity of his blue eyes interested you more than anything. He’s facing the door almost like his waiting for someone. Looking once again around the dim lite bar you notice a strange man sitting in the corner table. She’s enthralled by the attention, forget all about the preserve conversation. Three of the college bros suddenly take an interest and being to chat away. Your friend hits you on your shoulder.“(y/n) don’t even tease like that you know he’s obsessed with me”, she says strutting over to the bar stools. Giving a grin and a wink at the newly discovered man. He got a new haircut, handsome now that all that hair is gone”. The bar was full of the usual drinks, college bros and their obnoxious drinking. “Maybe this will be a night to remember”, you think as you head out the door. Not the whole part about the cookies but you feel this intensity like something is about to happen. Laughing at her crude remark, you can’t help but feel slightly the same. I’m just super horny so let’s get a move on. Only for a couple of hours and I’m not drinking…that much”, the last part you whispered. After a long week of work you were in no mood to go out but your best friend urged you. “Come on it’ll be a night to remember…I promise…” she spoke in a sing-song voice. “Uh, fine. “Hurry, (y/n)! All the cute guys are going to be gone by the time we get there”, (y/f/n) waited impatiently as you got ready. Could be just another creep or something more angelic? Description: A girl’s night out leads to meeting a mystery man in a trench coat.
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