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“Sharing is caring cutie ” I add with a nervous smirk before quickly removing the cigarette from my own mouth and placing it back in his, like some sort of cartoon character about to be eaten by the big bad wolf.

Turning I make my way back inside running straight into the girls who are all watching from the window.

“Oh my god girl, do you actually have a death wish?” one of them says as they all shake their heads in surprise.

“Anyway, our Uber is here. Some of us have work in the morning so we're heading off. Grab your shit and let's go,” Molly says, linking arms and leading me back to the booth.

I get my stuff and join the rest of them in the Uber, but it takes all my strength not to turn back around and tell them I wanna stay with Gabe. But I can't. I have a boyfriend. Lexi’s little brother to be exact. I remind myself. But damn, how is it that I've felt more in the last hour than I have the whole time since Justin got back home? Someone as hot as him couldn't be interested in boring old me though, could he?

Chapter Four

Gabe

Every night for the last six weeks I've been here at Saints Bar, desperately hoping to bump into Stacey. I say desperately because that's exactly what I probably seem. Thankfully no one seems to question drinking every night. Probably because it's normal for you. My cruel mind reminds me.

But every night I go home alone, more frustrated than the last. I've seen both Kelly and Sophie a few times. But I haven't slept with either of them.

I'm about to leave when I spot her again… like an angel straight from heaven she walks through the doors but she doesn’t spot me. I'm about to walk over when one of the assholes she came with grabs her ass and plants a kiss on her lips.

Now I don't have feelings, I don't have a heart, but man if I did, it would have an arrow straight through it right now.

Grabbing my cigarettes from the counter, I storm outside.

Smoking one… two… three in a row to try and calm myself. This is ridiculous. You don't care about girls, you never have. I remind myself.

“Can I have one of those?” A voice says from behind me.

I don't even need to turn around to realize who it is, I feel my body heating at her proximity alone. Turning slowly, I offer her my pack, but yet again she takes the one that's already in my mouth.

“So I never did get your name,” she says as she continues to smoke my cigarette. I'd be lying if I said I wasn't thinking about what else of mine she could put her beautiful mouth around.

“Hello, earth to hottie,” she laughs.

“Erm Gabe… My name’s Gabe,” I mumble, sounding like some pathetic love-sick fucking teenager.

Before she has a chance to reply, the same asshole she walked in with, is wrapping his arms around her.

“And I'm the boyfriend,” he says, giving me a death stare. He might as well get his dick out and piss on her as it's clear to see he's trying to mark his territory.

“Justin,” she grumbles, pushing out of his grip, “you weren't saying that five minutes ago when you told me to stop being so clingy, were you?” she snaps before storming back inside.

Thankfully, he follows straight behind her, otherwise, who knows what I would have done. Probably beat his ass just for being there and disturbing us.

Not wanting to see the two of them together, I hop the small gate and leave. Not even bothering to finish the drink waiting for me inside.

I'll pay my tab next time, Declan won’t give a fuck.

Stacey

“Who the fuck was that?” Justin huffs.

“No one. I don't know him, he just offered me a cigarette, that's all.” I lie. Well I guess it's not really a lie, I don't know him and he certainly doesn't know me. Yet the connection I feel whenever I'm around him makes me think I do or that I want to at least.

“Yeah well you're my woman, remember that.” Justin snaps back.

“Maybe you should remember that too, next time you reject me in front of your friends.” I snap back in return and make my way to the bathroom to get away.

I don't know what happened to us. We've been dating for over a year. The first six or so months were great. We’d laugh and hang around together at school, and despite the fact I was in the year below him, he didn't seem bothered by it. Yet since he went off to college that's all changed. He's become distant and stand-offish. Plus, he's become a real asshole. Suddenly he thinks he's too good for me and that having a girlfriend is some big chore.

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