The Alpha Chose Me

"I'm not really feeling it". I chewed the inside of my cheek. "I'm sorry".

"Do you want to go home?".

I shook my head.

"Are you sure?".

"Maybe a shot will help". I grinned.

"Coming right up". She winked.

I felt terrible. This was my idea, I dragged Alanna out and I was the one who wanted to go home. I couldn't shake this funk of a mood I was in. As much as I thought coming here was a good idea, it really wasn't.

Things had changed. It wasn't like old times. I couldn't slap a smile on my face and pretend to be having an enjoyable time. Don't get me wrong it's not that I wasn't enjoying Alanna's company I'd just prefer it if we weren't out. Pizza and beers seemed more appealing.

"You'll never guess who's here". She grinned placing the shot glasses on the table.

"Who?". I took the shot not thinking twice. "Wow". I made a face as the liquid burned its way down my throat.

"Straight vodka". She winked. "Nothing but the best for my girl".

I rolled my eyes and smiled. "Who's here?".

"Oh, right. Mr. Gallagher and I think he's on a date". She smirked.

"I'm still convinced that he hated me".

"Yeah right". She huffed. "He wanted to bend you over his table and have his way with you".

"Hey". I frowned.

"I bet he still does". She laughed. "I think I'm going to say hello".

"Alanna wait, don't-...". A sigh fell from my lips as she slipped off the stool. What was the point in trying to stop her? She did what she wanted regardless of the outcome.

I minded my business and continued to drink my cocktail. My mood was starting to lift a little. I was a bit more relaxed and starting to enjoy the night. The server stopped by the table placing two new drinks and shots down. "From the guys in the corner". She smiled.

"Oh". I glanced in the direction of where they were sitting but dropped my gaze when I realised they were watching.Material © of NôvelDrama.Org.

No one had bought me a drink before.

"Douchebag". She sighed sitting back down in her seat. "Oh, another shot". She downed it chasing it with her cocktail. "Douchebag?". I frowned.

"Mr. Gallaghers an ass".

"Yup". I grinned.

"He told me if I didn't leave him alone, he'd report me for being in here". She huffed.

A laugh fell from my lips. "Is he on a date then?".

"His sister". She made a face. "Although she was really nice".

"Don't look but the guys in the corner bought us a round of drinks". I nodded towards the table.

"Where?". She spun around in her seat.

I swear I couldn't take her anywhere.

"Really?".

"What?". She smirked. "I can look".

I rolled my eyes. "Should we finish these and then head out?".

"Home or Dereks bar?".

"How far is the bar from here?". I asked.

"Outskirts of town but we can uber?".

"Okay". I nodded.

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