Dream of perfect love

Chapter 2

''Hey Paola''

''Hey doll'' said Bailey pleadingly

''Hi'' he said

''I don't remember inviting you here'' she said looking straight into Jessica's eyes, the response came back very fast

''I don't remember needing an invitation to come to your place’’

''Things change!''

''Awkward'' said Jessica with a hint of irony and continued immediately ''I would like to introduce you to Matthew''

''So, you are the famous Matthew?''

''Am I famous already?''

''You wish!''

''This isn't going to be good'' Bailey whispered

 ''He can put her in her place'' Jessica confirmed

''You don't want me to join your group right?''

''Personally, I don't belong to any group''

''A quitter!''

''Excuse me?''

''You are excused!''

''Ha... Ha''

''Ha, ha, ha''

''Stop playing smart''

''I don't, I am smart, crashed all the IQ tests, what do you do in your life?''

''Anything I do, I do it better than you, that's for sure!''

''Oh yea?''

''Yea''

''I bet you can't drink more than me''

''I gave my answer earlier''

''So you are telling me that you can drink more than me and not pass out?''

''Yes''

''So sure?''

''Very sure''

''Ok then, we do shots, the one who has the last shot wins!''

''Wins what?'' 

''If you win, I won’t join your group, if I win, I join and you come back''

''You don't need to do that, if Paola get in her mind and see..''

''No Jessica, let Paola decide, you guys are friends and I feel awful that you got to disagree because of me''

''I am in'' She said looking straight in his eyes, two beautiful eyes, that any woman would want to swim and drown inside them.

''Tonight at Marty's''

''I’ll be there''

Paola's POV

The whole situation was making me nervous, I didn't know what to wear, why did I care? I didn't know! I only knew that I had to look good, like really good, I kept looking at the time, took out all my clothes and put on enough make up to look good but at the same time, natural! Still I couldn't decide what to wear. I will teach this prick a lesson, I can do that! I came out of the house and the air was warm, my skirt was too short and tight but it was making my thighs to look very sexy. I was feeling weird, like something moving in my stomach when we were getting closer to the bar, I took out my mirror and checked once again my hair and lipstick, I looked good, I didn't put much, a lot of mascara to flatter my green eyes and red lipstick, black heels, black skirt and white cropped top, short enough for my belly piercing to show. He was standing outside, talking on the phone, I got so uncomfortable when I saw him, I didn't want him to see who drove me there.

''The princess arrived with a chauffer?''

''The princess  will crush you tonight!''

''Looking forward to that beautiful''

At that moment she wished that he didn't see her cheeks blushing, because she felt it and when she could feel it, she knew for a fact that she looked more red than a cherry tomato.

They were drinking the one shot after the other, what bothered Paola the most was that Jessica was standing in his side, they were friends since she could remember herself, but instead she was standing  by his side.  Bailey was standing behind Paola, she already knew that what she wanted was for Matthew to win and both of them to be in the group, what was so special about him? Why he got both of them to like him? Paola kept thinking why she couldn't like him, he was arrogant to her but truth to be told, he was sexy as well, tall, sexy body, green eyes, brown hair, dark skin and a mouth that... She couldn’t think more, her head was spinning already and they only were at their 8th shot, after that, the only thing she could remember was Bailey putting water to her head while she was sitting on the floor of the toilet, she couldn't stand, she tried but her knee was bleeding from her falling earlier, she must have fallen long before she ended up embarrassed and defeated in the toilet floor, Jessica was not even there and Bailey left for a moment.

''Where is Jessica?''

''Her mother called, she had to go home , drunken Billy recovered?''

''No, she is still on the floor, she can't stand, can you please help me get her into the taxi? I told her mother that she is sleeping at my place tonight''

''Am only going to help because you are the one asking me, in another case I would take photos of her in the toilet and blackmail her for the rest of her life'' he said smiling softly.

''Thanks Matthew, come on let's go to her, oh s**t I forgot my purse, please go I’ll be with you shortly''

Paola’s POV

He stood in front of me, I saw the satisfaction in his face, I lost and he won, he pulled me up from the floor and hold me tight not to fall, very close to him, I could feel his breath on my face, then he held me from my waist, with his other hand he grabbed my cheeks and squeezed them till my lips opened, then he came too close to me, his lips were almost touching mine and he whispered ''I never lose bets, I won'' Then I felt again so helpless and weak, my feet couldn't keep my torso, then he just got me in his arms and took me out of the bar until the taxi. Good it was a Saturday, headache was killing all my brain cells, I tried to reach for my phone but it felt like a marathon to bring it near me. I had a text from my mother and from an unknown number asking me how I was feeling, I knew it was him, I didn't know why but I felt numb, I threw the phone away from me and I left staring at it, I will delete and ignore! Then, I got the phone back and opened the text again, I left looking at it, this i***t managed to upset me with just a text. Great Paola, great!