Tangled Love

"That's my Friday night ruined," I grumble to myself. I grab my phone and scroll through my contacts before ringing Trish. The phone rings a couple of times before she answers.

"Hey Trish! Jake's gone AWOL on me again so I need plans, what you got?" I ask her, popping a piece of popcorn in my mouth. I hear her shuffle around on the other side before she finally replies —

"A bunch of kids are going to a new club opening downtown. It's free drinks until eight pm. I can come with you if you want to go?" She says, the excitement in her voice growing.

I look around at the dark room with only Adam Sandler to keep me company. No matter how funny he is, I needed real humans in the flesh.

Oh, what the hell. Let's do this.

I spring up off the couch to head to my room and get ready.

squeals down the line, causing me to pull back the phone from my ear and wince at

room. His door is opened and he's sprawled across his bed, throwing a football in the air before catching it. His face is the definition of boredom. I walk past his room and then stop, retreating a little until I'm stood in his doorway. I bite the

a small smile. He catches the football before tossing it to the

nothing better to do so yeah, I'll come," he responds, combing through his

she's not coming, right?" He adds

I beam and he nods at me, pushing himself off his bed

is heading our way quickly and the temperatures have started to drop more and more, small specks of

I nod, gripping my teeth tightly which have started chattering loudly.

low cut blouse that laced up around the chest area. It's sexy, simple and shows enough cleavage without the risk of my boobs falling out throughout the night. I regret wearing my bodycon skirt however, the

distressed denim jacket over the top. His hair is a mess, falling over his

want my jacket?" He asks, glancing

knows where Trish has gotten to." I grumble, wrapping my arms around my chest. She promised she wouldn't be late but half an hour later and still no sign of her blonde hair. I