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Post by { P A R K E R lewis on Feb 25, 2008 16:49:00 GMT -5
Parker raised an eyebrow at Anna's reaction to his weight. Was it really that unbelievable? It wasn't that badly light was it? He hoped not, he also hoped it didn't make him seem girly or anything. He wasn't ever going to have a chance to get with this girl, but he could still TRY. Even though he knew it was a lost cause... Oh whatever. He nodded as she talked about being a vegan, he wasn't but he wouldn't bring it up incase it would piss her off. "God knows where you'll end up, so does Parker. Don't worry, I'll take care of you..." Haha witty. He totally meant it though, if she was too wasted to drive home or whatever need be, she could stay in his dorm. Oh god... dirty ideas get out of Parker's head please...
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Post by Anna Blaire on Feb 25, 2008 16:52:32 GMT -5
Anna quickly recovered herself, when Parker raised an eyebrow. "It's just that guys are usually like 140 pounds or even more, and I guess I am used to guys like that." She smiled and wiped invisible lint off of her very short mini dress. "Thanks Parker." She smiled, winking, before taking another long shot of beer. Had ANNA BLAIRE just winked at Parker Lewis? This girl must of be drunk. Or high. But Anna had never touched drugs in her life, so the second option was a no go. |
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Post by { P A R K E R lewis on Feb 25, 2008 20:11:24 GMT -5
"Well, I'm a smaller type of dude, I guess..." Parker trailed off, he could tell that she thought it compleatly unmanly for him to be so small. There was no way she would like him now, yet for some reason, internally, Parker wouldn't give up. As she messed with her dress, he looked at it as well. He hadn't realized how short it was... No Parker, you can't think about that. Parker nodded as she thanked him, his mind registering what he though he'd just seen as she was drinking her beer. No way. There was no way in God's name that Anna, the senior who thought he was a shrimp, had just winked at him. He couldn't help but laugh at himself, dismissing the occurance as a trick of the light. A damn cruel one. He fished around the bag of neon-colored worms, a pink and yellow one and a blue and green one getting caught in his grasp. He put them both into his mouth and chewed them as she set her bottle on the bar. He wasn't phazed by the wink, he didn't think it had happened.
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Post by Anna Blaire on Feb 25, 2008 20:20:24 GMT -5
"That's cool, Parker." Anna grinned, drinking the last bit of her beer. The bartender came over to her and told her that her next drink would be on the house. She smiled, thanked him, and he trailed off to get the senior another drink.
When Anna winked, she thought Parker would react oh, somehow differently. Like he would smirk back, or even wink back. But Parker probably thought Anna was bipolar. One minute she was flipping out, the next flirting up a storm. The bartender brought over the Miller's Lite and opened it for her. "So.." Anna said, trying to break awkward silence. |
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Post by { P A R K E R lewis on Feb 25, 2008 20:25:58 GMT -5
Parker nodded, feeling that conversation coming to a close. Thank god, he didn't want to talk about how small he was anymore. It honestly wasn't his fault, maybe all the sugar stunted his growth. Parker so badly wanted to put his arm around her and finish off a pretty cool night kissing the prettiest senior he knew of. He seriously doubted that would happen anywhere outside of his mind, purely because he was now hallucinating that she was winking at him. He was so desperate to make this girl like him... It made him almost sick to sit there and know he wasn't doing a damn thing about it. "Are you alright? You seem like something's on your mind..." He wasn't trying to make her talk, he was genuinely concerned. She seemed a little let down or just generally crestfallen. Had he upset her? That was, honestly, the last thing he would have wanted to do...
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Post by Anna Blaire on Feb 25, 2008 20:34:44 GMT -5
Anna drank her beer, feeling lifeless for a couple of minutes. If this was what drinking did to you, Anna never wanted to touch that stuff again. "Me? No, I'm fine, I jus-us-t, my he-ad hurts." She giggled, while slurring her words. "You're hot." Anna said out of absolutely no where. And now, the beer was finally hitting her. This was going to be a very scary sight...
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Post by { P A R K E R lewis on Feb 25, 2008 20:40:16 GMT -5
Parker sighed as she slurred her words, she was totally plastered. Now he'd have to think about every single thing she said and if she was being serious or not. He was begining to think he may like yelling Anna better than drunk Anna as he heard what she said next. If only she'd said that while she was sober... Ugh. He looked up at her. "What?" He knew what she meant, he also knew she was totally out of it. It took all he had in him not to just lean over and kiss her and just generally take advantage of the state she was in at that moment. He wanted to so bad... and in this state, she would probably let him. But it wouldn't mean anything. He looked at her, she was totally gone.
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Post by Anna Blaire on Feb 25, 2008 20:47:39 GMT -5
"You didn't hear me?" Anna yelled over the loud club music. "You're fcking hot!!" She screamed, so heads turned at the bar, over to her and Parker. "Like no lie." She smirked, downing her beer in a couple of gulps. Anna smiled, and slammed the bottle down on the bar, as it shattered in many tiny pieces. "Aw shit." She sighed, motioning the bartender to come over to her. "I broke this. Oops." Anna said to him, and stood up on weak knees. She then grabbed Parker's hand. "C'mon! Let's dance!" Anna pleaded, a cute smirk upon her face. |
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Post by { P A R K E R lewis on Feb 25, 2008 20:55:25 GMT -5
Parker shook his head, why this. Why him? The hot girl he liked a lot, when he was sober, was totally wasted and telling him she thought he was hot. He could, he could kiss her right now. He stopped himself, making the thoughts stop. He could but he wouldn't. He really liked her, not for a cheap quick one time thing, but for her personality and who she was. He never liked anyone. He sighed as she drank more, he really should take that from her. OH! Nevermind, looked like she could get rid of it herself. He pulled his hand out of hers, slowly and not really wanting to. He remained on his bar stoool. "You're drunk, you don't mean any of this..."
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Post by Anna Blaire on Feb 25, 2008 20:58:46 GMT -5
Anna stomped her foot, angerily. "What do you mean?" Anna screamed. She wanted to dance, and she wanted to dance, now. She gave Parker a stern look, and stormed off into the crowd. Anna really hoped that Parker would come and find her. She didn't want to come crawling back into his arms. Which was basically the most pathetic thing ever!
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Post by { P A R K E R lewis on Feb 25, 2008 21:07:43 GMT -5
Parker couldn't even tell what was happening until she was gone, out of eyesight. He would have gotten up but by the fact that she was drunk and alone, she would come back and he knew it. He'd told her she could stay at his place, yeah she would come back. He sighed, his elbow on his knee and his forehead in his hand, staring to the ground. "I mean you're baked and you'd never really like a shrimp like me..." He muttered, talking to himself. He'd really screwed up now, hadn't he. If he'd just been the whore that he is and kissed her when she winked at him, they'd be stumbling into his dorm right now... But that isn't the only thing he wanted. He wanted it, yeah, but he wasn't just in it for that... This was so complicated.
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Post by Anna Blaire on Feb 25, 2008 21:13:26 GMT -5
Anna ran into the ladies bathroom and looked at herself in the mirror. Her hair was a bit messed up, and her eyes were as red as the American flag's striped. She smiled at herself in the mirror. Anna wondered if she should go back to Parker. He didn't chase after her, like she thought he would. She dragged her feet out of the bathroom, and back to the bar. Anna mumbled some curse words as she got back on the stool. "Thanks for joining me." She moaned, putting her head on the bar, and looking up into his eyes. "I actually wanted to dance, thank you." She smiled. |
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Post by { P A R K E R lewis on Feb 25, 2008 21:23:19 GMT -5
In the time that Anna was gone, Parker had managed to convince himself that she was just another girl and that he had the balls to kiss her or something. He was pretty confident that he could, if she ever came back. He doubted that she would, she seemed pretty mad. Although... his previous logic came back, and now he didn't know what the hell she would do. Parker was an expert on flirting, but most definately not an expert on the female thought process... He looked up and was surprised to see that she had come back. Well, now he had to do it. He had to or he wouldn't be able to live with himself... How would he go about it? He was so confused. He melted as she smiled, could he do this? He didn't think he could anymore. She set her head down on the bar and he put his hand on her back, moving it back and forth slowly. He thought she was probably really tired. His hand stopped on her shoulder and moved to her neck, still warm on her colder skin. He was going to do it... well, he thought so. He moved closer to her, only slightly, pulling her gently toward him until his lips had made contact with hers. His hand was still on her neck, he guessed it would probably take a second for her to realize what was happening...
ooc; horribly written, sorry
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Post by Anna Blaire on Feb 26, 2008 15:33:31 GMT -5
Her head still rested on the bar, Anna watched Parker's face. He looked as if he was thinking, thinking hard. In the mental/physical state Anna was in, she wasn't too sure about what he was thinking about and why he looked so confused. If the girl was still sober, she would have had a pretty good idea on why he looked so darn confused.
As Parker rubbed her back, Anna let out a tiny groan. If she was in a sober state of mind, she would of fought him off. But now, drunk and half asleep, she couldn't. When Parker reached out of Anna and kissed her. Anna's eyes first widened and then closed them. After a minute or two, Anna pulled away. She finally opened her eyes, and gazed right into Parker's. A smile danced across her face. |
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Post by { P A R K E R lewis on Feb 26, 2008 15:42:52 GMT -5
Parker had totally enjoyed that, waaaaay too much for his own good. This was the thing about Parker, once he started up, he normally didn't want to and / or wasn't able to will himself to stop. And normally that was fine, because normally he wasn't making out with totally wasted, half asleep girls who enjoyed yelling at him and compleatly leading him on. And he also was never normally making out with a girl who he had an actual possibility of liking. Not lusting, but liking. This was bad, this was all bad. Parker sat back in his seat as she pulled away, his hand in his lap, and off her neck, faster than you could have said "FLYING PURPLE MONKIES". Not that there was, but it didn't take long to say that. And it didn't take more than a nanosecond for Parker's hands to be to himself again. Sadly. His cheeks turned a rather deep shade of red as she just stared into his eyes. He didn't like this, he felt totally vulnerable and he felt like she could see right through him. Drunk or not, she had seen a side of him that almost no one else did. And that scared him. He looked down, anywhere but at her. He couldn't. He was so embarrassed. "I'm... I'm sorry. I couldn't stop myself..." He bit his lip. This was the end of this... oh well... ):
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