Having a good time

Chris ran out of the club and put his hand around my shoulder. He was sweaty and reeked of alcohol.

"She is with me." He said, staring at the bouncer.

"Alright then." The bouncer said, and move out of the way for us. I stuck my tongue out at him. He didn’t want to let me in who does he think he is.

As we walk into the club, a new song begins to play. The vibrations give me a funny feeling, causing me to laugh.

Chris looks at me smiling.

 "I have never had my girlfriend come with me." He muttered.

 "Well, you do now," I smile.

He grabs my arm and we clack our way over to the bar, he gave me a short, seductive dress to wear, my ankle almost giving out in the process because of the heels I was wearing. We have at least five shots to get us started since we have a high tolerance for liquor. I see people dancing around crazily while singing along to the song, which makes me want to do the same.

 I pull Chris to the dance floor and we start shaking our hips along with moving our shoulders. I whip my hair around, causing Chris to smack a girl in the process. I laugh hysterically as he turns around to apologize.

She says if he dances with her, he will be forgiven. He turned to look at me. Is Chris attempting to accept her offer, or something? He is giving me that I want to dance look.

 "I cannot leave my girlfriend," he said.          

"I do not mind take him away!" I whisper.  He smiled widely at me as if he was happy. I allowed him to dance with another girl.

I close my eyes and sway my hips. My dress begins to rise because of the movement of my thighs, and my butt makes the dress higher in the back, which is not helping. I just want to have a good time, so heading back to the bar sounds like a good idea. I took some more shots, feeling the burn in my throat all the way down. I see Chris and the girl dancing very close. Her arms around his neck, his arms low on her back, she leans back and sways, showing off her flexibility. I don’t know why I don’t feel jealous. Maybe it's because I know he's my boyfriend and he will come back to me.

Chris turned to face me and began conversing with the girl as she walked away, and he approach me

"Why did you stop dancing?" I ask, raising a brow.

"I want to dance with you." He said with a smirk, taking the beer from me. He gulped it and led me to the dance floor, and at the side of the bar, I noticed Richard Kingston. what is he doing here? I thought and narrowed my eyes at him as Chris put my hand around his neck with his face closer to mine in a way that seemed to indicate he wanted to kiss me.