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The Music We Make

A Game of Pool

The room was starting to spin just a bit and I didn’t always walk in a straight line. I was the perfect amount of drunk and the best part about it was that I hadn’t spent a dime. These boys were so nice, buying me drinks.

I felt a lot more comfortable now that I had liquid courage in my stomach. I was talking with Zacky and Johnny while we watched Brian and Matt play pool. Brian was winning by quite a bit, and I had to admit, I liked watching him play. I mean, who could blame me? Every time he bent over to shoot I swooned a little. I wasn’t drunk enough to do anything about it, though, thank God.

“You want more?” Johnny asked me, taking me empty glass out of my hand.

“No, I shouldn’t,” I said with a giggle.

“I’ll get you more,” Johnny said anyways, running off to the bar.

“Brian won,” Zacky told me, pointing to the table. “Now we should play.”

“Oh, fuck no,” I said.

Zacky laughed and pulled me towards the pool table. “Our turn!”

“Hey, I won, I get to keep playing,” Brian said with a smirk. “I’ll play little Rosie here.”

“I am not good at pool,” I admitted. “Let Zacky.”

“No, I’d rather watch you play,” Zacky said with a wink. So he apparently wanted to see my ass as much as I wanted to see Brian’s. That little confidence boost convinced me to play. Sober-me would have rolled me eyes, but tipsy-me liked the attention.

“Fine, fine,” I said. “But don’t expect much.”

Brian started, breaking the balls and calling stripes. I could barely remember how to play this stupid game, let alone do it well, and I was still feeling a tad dizzy. Johnny had even supplied me with another drink, which of course was not going to help this situation.

“Your turn, Rosie,” Brian told me, smirking still. It was like he wanted to watch me fuck it all up.

I needed to focus. Taking a deep breath, I aimed my shot, and made it!

“Wow!” I said. “Didn’t expect that!”

Everyone laughed at my lack of confidence, but as I continued to play, I realized this wasn’t as bad as I thought. Brian was of course winning, but at least I wasn’t making a fool of myself. The people around us were starting to lose interest in the game; they had figured it would be quicker than this. Zacky wasn’t even staring at my ass anymore; he had found some other girl to talk to.

Brian only had to sink two more while I had four. I was honestly proud I had lasted this long, and in a drunken moment of confidence I said, “We should make a bet.”

Brian laughed, “Oh really? What do you want to bet?”

“If I win,” I started, thinking for a moment, “You will be super nice to me at work and bring me a Diet Coke tomorrow.”

He laughed, “Sounds fair.”

“And if you win?”

He thought for a moment and said, “You’ll let me kiss you.”

I stood there shocked for a moment, not really believing him. “What?”

“You heard me,” he said, moving closer to me. “If I win, I’m going to kiss you.”

I swallowed. He looked so sexy standing close to me, I was tipsy, and I wanted him to kiss me. I nodded, not even being able to respond to his suggestion. Now I couldn’t decide if I should just let him win for that kiss or not.

It was my turn. I decided to try my best so I didn’t look desperate. I leaned over to make my shot, focusing on my #4 ball. Sinking it in, I moved onto my next target. Sticking my tongue out a bit, I focused again, sinking this shot too.

“Well shit,” Brian said with a chuckle. “Thought you said you sucked at this.”

“Apparently only when I’m sober,” I said, angling to make my next shot. I missed this time.

“Too bad,” he teased. “And you thought you’d be getting that Diet Coke tomorrow.”

I laughed, “I might still.”

Brian scratched, giving me another chance to win. No one was paying attention to use except me and him. Knowing I had a chance to win or lose here made me nervous. Was he just going to kiss me here, or what? I couldn’t focus and I missed.

Brian smirked, winking at me, and made his last shots, sinking his last two balls. “I win.”
I nodded, not really knowing what to say. So, I said the stupidest thing I could think of, “Good job, buddy.”

Brian gave me a weird look and laughed, going to clean up the pool table. I helped him, feeling like an idiot, and anxiously wondering when my kiss was coming. As we put everything away, his hand brushed mine, lingering there for a moment too long. He looked at me and grinned, then began to walk away.

“Hey!” I said, calling after him. When he turned around I said, “So?”

He chuckled and said, “Not now, beautiful. Don’t worry, I’ll come through.” He winked at me again before walking away.

I sighed, not knowing if I was disappointed or relieved. Of course I wanted that kiss, I couldn’t deny it. He was gorgeous, and after tonight, I realized he wasn’t as much of a dick as I thought. But I was glad he didn’t do it in front of everyone. I didn’t want to imagine what would happen then.

I decided I should probably call it a night; I didn’t know if I could handle anymore craziness tonight. My buzz was mostly warn off and I felt like I could walk home. I made my rounds, saying good night to everyone, fighting against their protests.

“We have to work tomorrow,” I reminded the boys with a grin.

Johnny brushed me off. “We’ll be fine! You’ll be fine. Let me buy you more to drink.”

“No, really, I need to get home. Thanks for inviting me out,” I told them, putting of my jacket.

“You need a ride?” Val asked me.

“No, I just live two blocks away, I can walk.”

“Let me walk you home,” I heard Matt say. I couldn’t help but wish it was Brian who had offered. Wouldn’t it be nice to have a goodnight kiss at my front door?

“You don’t need to do that. It’s just two blocks.”

“And it’s one in the morning. I’m taking you,” he said, following me out the door.

It was a quick walk and we didn’t say much. When we got back to my apartment, I couldn’t help but give Matt a hug, thanking him for walking me home and for inviting me. I had a really good time. He smiled at me, promised to invite me out again, and headed back to the bar. I laughed, wondering how late the boys would stay out tonight and how late they would be for work in the morning. And I wondered when I was going to get that damn kiss…

Notes

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Comments

@Nicole
I had some ideas in mind but nothing’s on paper yet. I am actually working on something else now... :)

@Ghost-On-A-Sea-Of-Wine
thanks! <3

J.J. J.J.
4/3/19

Loved loved loved this story! Are you still thinking of a sequel???

Nicole Nicole
3/16/19

Sorry I disappeared on ya, there. But I just caught up and finished this today. Cute ending. :)

@overneaththepathofmisery
Thanks <3

J.J. J.J.
12/23/18

So. Frickin. Sweet. <3 <3 <3