i want to rock the club with you

"Why?" Alec mumbled against her lips as she kissed him, "Jealous?" He downed the shot of tequila and shrugged, "If it makes you feel any better, I didn't."

He sat on the counter, now much more than just tipsy, and rested his head on her shoulder. "I'm tired, flower," he slurred, and nodded slowly, "Let's go." Grabbing a cup of water from the bartender's hand, he gulped it all down to stop his burning throat and got up, putting an arm around Grayson's shoulder and leading the way out.

Only when they were out, he realized something and started to laugh. "Flower," he called her, in between fits of laughter, "we forgot to pay."

Iris whacked the Priduex's head and muttered, "It just feels a little intimate and it'd freak me out because I would have felt like an even worse bitch."

"I'm tired too; I'm pretty sure we look horribly wasted," she chuckled and ruffled Alec's hair. She grabbed a glass as well and drank it in one gulp. It didn't get rid of the hot feeling, but made it better at least.

While they were leaving, she shouted to a bunch of the girls who were staring at Alec and glaring at her. "That's right losers, I get to go home with this sexy thing!" Shrugging at the shocked expressions she dragged him out.

She burst out laughing as well, before giving him a sly look. She took out some money from her pocket and reached for the boy's wallet and took some from him as well, thus making the total. She went back inside and gave it to the bartender.

"Now, where the hell is your house?" She giggled, trying not to trip.