"Piper," I slurred. "This DJ... sucks."
She spun around slowly, just as drunk as me, and placed her perfectly manicured hands on my shoulders. The lights in the club prevented me from seeing how glassy her eyes were.
"I know, Annie-beth. I was so… dumb, letting…Jason pick the, hire the… DJ. Never again." With that, she spun off and started dancing, or more like staggering around with some guy.
I felt strong arms roll over my shoulders and wrap around me.
"Luuuuke. How are you, darling?" I asked.
"So much better now that I have my Annabeth back," he smiled.
I turned around and he kissed me. We began swaying back and forth while other couples were grinding on each other to the house music.
"What was England like," my mouth spurted without my brains consent.
"Well," he began. "It was a lot different than America. So much better…"
I tuned out. I didn't really care what he had to say. People always said we made a cute couple, but I never really loved him. I just didn't want to have to spend nights that I wasn't wasted alone.
When I snapped back to attention, he was still talking. I nodded and smiled.
"Hey Luke, honey, I need another drink. Cosmo, please?"
He nodded, his smile strained now that I wasn't focused on him. I took this opportunity to walk up to the DJ to get him to change the awful song. He looked down at me, frowning a bit. I pushed my shoulders back a little, and allowed my eyelashes seal the deal. He finally nodded and put my song on. I smiled, placed two fingers on my cherry lips, and flicked them in his direction. My hips swayed as I strutted away.
I found Luke again with my drink. Thanking him, I downed it in a matter a seconds.
"Let's dance," I challenged while my body started moving.
The next morning, I woke up with a massive headache, as usual. I rolled out of bed and threw on a sweatshirt, trying not to disturb a sleeping Luke. I shook my head, knowing that I really didn't need him but kept him around anyway. My stomach told me that a cup of coffee was required, so I turned on the machine and then walked outside onto my terrace overlooking New York.
"I hate this state," I muttered. I wanted so desperately to leave the city and head out to San Diego, where the pace was a little slower, but I couldn't bring myself to do it. My liver would probably thank me, though.
I felt a wave of nausea and I was forced to sit down. I had been having these weird moments of dizziness, but I just chalked them up to the hangovers. Looking over at another balcony, I saw a man with black hair and sea green eyes. I think I've seen him before, but maybe not. He was gorgeous, for sure, and he only had one deck chair. Maybe he would be the reason I would finally leave Luke. He looked over at me, and I gave a small wave. He gave me a nod and continued to look out over the city. I did the same.
"There you are," Luke said while he opened the door. I sighed.
"You forgot the coffee, Annie," he announced while handing me a cup.
"Thanks, hon," I said with no emotion.
"Are you okay?"
I looked over to my new interest only to see he went inside.
"Yeah. I'm fine. Just a little dizzy from last night."
Luke laughed. "Yeah, six cosmos in three hours will do that to you."
"Six? Oh my god, I lost track. Ugh," I moaned.
"But that's okay. You don't do go overboard like that a lot. And you're fun when you're drunk."
I scoffed, taking a long sip of the newly cooled coffee.
"Turn on the radio, will you?" I asked darkly.
"Of course," he answered without picking up my tone.
I rolled my eyes while he got up and turned the stereo system on. I'll Be Missing You by Puff Daddy came on and I heard Luke try to change it.
"Leave it," I called lazily.
He came back over to the door but didn't come out.
"Hey, I gotta go. I have to be on a conference call in an hour."
"Bye," I waved without turning around. I heard the front door slam and I sighed. I didn't want to keep doing this; drink, party, end up with Luke in the morning thinking I loved him. It made me feel horrible. I thought about the bottle of vodka in the cabinet, but decided against it. A door slammed and I saw that my gorgeous stranger was back outside again. He was the first to wave this time.