VICTORIA'S POV
Enjoying the party along with Alexander was fun and a chore both. It was fun because as you all might already know, how much I like the guy, but it was a chore because of his sense of ultra Pro Max protection towards me.
And when I say Ultra Pro Max, I do mean it.
He has been standing close to me, ever since we entered the club, and guess what, he isn't even dancing on the floor in the first place.
Just imagine how awkward it was for me to dance freely with girls when he was always behind me, standing soo close. Though the occasional bumping into him and falling in his arms or his accidentally touching my skin because of the crowd was something I can't complain about.
It was also funny to see him like that.
Whenever he has to go somewhere and by chance did any guy comes to me to ask for a dance at that time, I don't know from where would he always appear to scare the shit out of the guy.
He would always quote after scaring the guy, 'They are not good.'
Like, seriously?
As he was acting like this, it was cute seeing him all this worried about me. The way he would scrunch up his nose and stare at any guy who would come closer to me, up and down as if indirectly signaling that he doesn't deserve me. Or the way he would always smile awkwardly at me after sending people away. It was all cute to me.
I wanted to laugh at his expression many times but would always stop at the last second, whenever he would look at me with that adorable soft gaze.
Huh!! Guess I am totally screwed in this crush on him.
Currently, I was sitting in this booth along with Alexander and Chris who were tired from dancing, while gazing at the girls who were having the night of their life.
"You haven't drink anything yet, would you like to have some?" Alexander asked while motioning towards the bar, where people were drinking merrily.
Alcohol wasn't my kind of thing, but seeing how he wanted to go there so badly, I just smiled before nodding.
"What will the lady have?" The bartender flirted as soon as we made our way towards the bartender and I knew what was coming next.
As expected of Alexander he looked at the bartender meaningfully before ordering him to do what he was there for.
"Woah! Easy there, jealous guy! Your boyfriend is soo protective, it gives me chills. How do you even handle him?" The bartender joked, which made me blush involuntarily.
'Wait, why the hell was I acting shy?' I thought in my mind.
"He is not my boyfriend." I smiled at the bartender guy before ordering a non-alcoholic drink.
"Really? Does that mean I have a chance, pretty girl?" He winked at me as he poured some beer for Alexander.
"Does beer here are pink colored?" I asked as I looked at the dirty pink appearance of the beer.
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