Change My Ways

“Juliet!” I call her name, as I walk into my room.

“Yes.” She comes into my room.

“I need you to help me find something to wear.”

“We’re just going to rent a movie, I didn’t realize we were dressing up…” She laughs.

“About that… Can we reschedule?”

“Oooh. Someone has a hot date. Of course we can reschedule.” She smiles. “So where is Brian taking you?”

“Not Brian.”

“You know, I am really sorry that I ever slept with him. At the time…”

“Juliet,” I stop her. “It’s fine. I forgive you.” I smile. “Now will you please help me find something to wear?”

“Of course.” She smiles, in return.

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“I know you said eight, but I like to be a little ear… Wow.” Zachy says, as I answer the door. “You look amazing.”

“Thanks.” I laugh.

“After you.” He motions for me to walk out. I close the door behind me, and we walk to Zach’s car.

“Where to, gorgeous?” Zach flashes a smile at me, after we get in the car.

“Anywhere. Preferably somewhere with liquor and loud music.” I smile back.

“You read my mind.” He drives us to a club uptown, and we go inside, welcomed by the overwhelmingly loud music, and the smell of booze.“This what you were thinking?”

“It’s perfect.”

“You want something to drink?” He asks, over the loud music.

“Of course!” I have to yell, so he can hear me. He walks away, and comes back with two drinks.

“I got you a Jack and Coke.”

“Now we’re talking.” I take a swig. “Really hits the spot.”

“You want to dance, maybe?”

“Sure.” He leads me out to the dance floor, and I turn around, facing away from him. He puts his hands on my hips, as we move to the music. I can feel his breath on my neck, and it’s giving me chills. I look over to the bar, only to see a familiar face glaring back at me. I immediately turn to Zach. “Did you invite your friends?” I ask.

“No. Why?”

“Because they’re here.” I point to the bar. Brian is still glaring, but the other guys are turned toward the bar.

“I promise you, I didn’t invite them here.”

“I believe you. I just can’t believe that of all the places to hang out in town, they’d show up here.”

“We come here often. We know the bartender well.” He rubs the back of his neck, as if he’s nervous for what I’ll say next.

“I’m not mad, I was just wanting to enjoy my night.”

“It’s okay. We can go somewhere else.”

“No.” I smirk to myself. “It’s fine. We’ll stay here. Who cares who else is here, right? Now, where were we?” I smile, and turn my back to him once more. His hands, once again find my hips. We’re enjoying the music, when we’re suddenly interrupted.

“You’ve got to be fucking kidding me.” Brian says, approaching us.Zach and I separate, and turn toward him.

“Brian…” Zach starts to say, but Brian interrupts him.

“You’re just going to go after the girl I like, now?”

“I invited him to go out with me tonight. It’s not his fault.”

“He could’ve declined your offer.”

“Maybe I didn’t want to decline her offer. I can make my own decisions, you know.” Zach speaks up.

“You don’t even care that I like her. You only care about yourself!” We’ve caught some attention, now, and people are starting to stare at us.

“I know you like her. You had a chance with her. You guys weren’t even dating, and you couldn’t handle that, so I’m sorry you fucked up.” Zach says, his voice filled with anger.

“Fuck you, Zach.” Brian reaches out, and punches him. Zach stumbles a bit, but catches himself, before falling. He clenches his jaw, as he turns back to us, the corner of his bottom lip bleeding. The rest of the guys hurry over to keep Brian from doing any more damage, but club security gets to him first, and escorts him out. I decide to follow them out, and Zach follows behind me, wiping his mouth. Once outside, security leaves, and were all left alone on the sidewalk.

“There was really no need for that.” I scowl at Brian.

“Is this your way of proving me right?”

“Is it so hard to believe that I can move on?”

“With one of my best friends?! You’re seriously fucked up, if you think that kinda shit is okay.”

“Says the person who slept with my friend on the first night they met!”

“Maybe you’re not proving anything. Maybe I was right about the things I said.” I clench my right fist up, and send it straight toward his face.

“You must think you’re above me. You think you’re so much better, but in reality, you’re the one that’s fucked up in the head. You just punched your best friend over a girl. A girl, I might add, that you don’t even know how you feel about! So tell me again how you’re so perfect, Brian, because I really would love to hear that fucking story!” He just stands there, once again speechless, but this time holding his cheek. Everyone just stands there in awe, as if they can’t believe I just punched Brian. “Since we’re all just going to stand here, now, looking stupid, I think I’ll leave. You can think about what I said, Brian, maybe you’ll learn a lesson.” I say, walking away, before remembering who I came here with. “You coming, Zach?” I ask, looking back at him. He nods his head, and catches up to me.

“I’m sorry that tonight sucked, majorly.” He says to me, as we walk to his car. We get in, and I turn toward him, examining his mouth, where Brian hit him.

“Are you okay?” I ask. “I’m sorry about that.”

“I’m fine. You shouldn’t be apologizing. I screwed up.”

“What do you mean?”

“Brian is one of my best friends. I know he likes you, but yet I went after you anyway.”

“I invited you out tonight. I made that move. I went after you first.”

“I gave you a ride home yesterday.”

“That was an act of kindness.” I laugh.

“I guess you could call it that.”

“Please don’t feel bad. We came out to enjoy our night, and now we’re sulking, that’s never any fun.”

“I don’t know if it’s possible to have fun, after that shit went down.”

“I’m sure it’s possible.” I smile at him. Suddenly, he leans in, and kisses me. I pull away, not sure what to think.

“I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have done that.”

“It’s okay. I’m just caught between how I want to react, knowing how I should react.”

“What does that mean?” He asks, and I can’t help but laugh a little. I lean in, and kiss him, this time enjoying every second of it. When it’s over, we both pull away, just looking at one another. I’m wondering what he’s thinking, when he suddenly reaches over, placing a hand behind my neck, and pulls me in for another kiss. I relish in the moment.I feel a desire growing within me, and I can’t fight it any longer. I break the kiss long enough to straddle his lap. I pull the lever, letting the seat drop back enough, so that I’m not right up against the steering wheel. I’m hoping, right now, that everyone is in the club, and no one is out here to see what’s about to happen.

I unbutton his shirt, as his hands find their way up my dress. I somehow, not very easily, manage to get my panties off, as he undoes his pants. I lean forward ever so slightly, so that he can easily pull his pants off, and position himself. As I sit back down on him, I take in the feeling of him inside of me. He kisses my chest, as he moves in and out of me.

I moan as the familiar feeling of ecstasy overwhelms me. He releases inside of me, right after. We both sit there panting for a few minutes. I didn’t realize, until now, how hot this car is. I pull myself off of him, and sit back in the passenger seat, situating my dress. He composes himself, as well, before moving his seat back up, and starting the car. I look around, to make sure no one was watching. It looks like we got lucky, no one seems to be around.

“I was wrong. Nothing is impossible.” He smiles, as we pull out of the parking lot.

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