Chapter 2

I don't know how many shots I've had, but the alcohol that hit me wasn't that strong. I almost didn't feel any dizziness or heat in my body, but my other companions were already dizzy and said goodbye to using the comfort room.

"Lily!" Stella called me from the crowd while laughing and carrying two cocktail drinks.

"Try this!" she added as she approached me and handed me a cocktail.

I don't like things like that, so I immediately shook my head, but Stella shook her head even more and tried to put it in my hand. She seems to be drunk because of the alcohol; that's why I just rolled my eyes at her.

"It's just a cocktail! Just try it. Come on," she insisted to me.

"What are you making me drink, Stella? I complained to her, but I also took the cocktail drink from her.

"No. Let's drink it together," she said, cheering me on.

I didn't do anything other than follow her and accompany her to the bar. I almost closed my eyes when I tasted it, and instead of stopping drinking, I just continued. I could almost feel the heat of the alcohol in my stomach; that's why I just cursed Stella.

She burst out laughing when she saw my reaction, so I raised one of my hands and gave her a dirty finger.

"You said it was just a cocktail? What percentage of alcohol was put in it?" I asked complainingly while still coughing.

"It's just 95 percent, but it tastes good, doesn't it? Do you want more? I can order again!" Stella answered me so happily that I was insulted again.

"No! I don't want to. I don't want to die just because of alcohol," I answered, and I just leaned against the headboard of where we were sitting because I suddenly felt dizzy.

They laughed until they started pulling on me again.

"So for what reason or way do you want to die?" Stella asked me.

"It's delicious!" Candice's answer was so strong that my eyes almost widened.

I just shook my head and laughed at their antics. We are often teased like that, but every time I hear such words, I feel like they are new to me.

Because of what Stella made me drink, I became completely dizzy. They even invited me to go to the dance floor, but I refused because I was sure I would get dizzy with the number of people there. As the night wore on, more and more people were in the bar.

"Are you sure you don't want to go? You will be left here alone," Caroline said to me when the rest of our companions left.

"Yeah, I'm alright. I'll just look for you later," I answered.

"Alright," she answered.

Caroline was about to leave when we saw a man coming to our table, and when he got closer, I knew who it was.

"Lily! There you are!" Saint laughed as he got closer to it.

"It's the right time for you to come. Watch over her first, huh? We're just on the dance floor," Caroline said, then smiled and winked at me before completely leaving.

I nodded and smiled at Saint to greet him.

"Saint! You're here too!" I said, then adjusted my seat.

"Yup! I'm with my friends. I just saw Stella, so I asked you right away," he answered me, then showed me a big smile.

Even though I was dizzy, I also smiled. Saint is a very good friend of mine. We met at a business gathering four months ago, and I tried to hang out with him since we have the same mindset when it comes to business. He is a businessman, and I am an architect, but I also have my own business, so my whole life revolves around more than just being an architect.

"It's good that you found me. There are a lot of people here!" I laughed at him.

He nodded and drank his whiskey. I also looked there when he leaned forward, as if he were offering me something there.

"I want to drink just so I might pass out. Just so you know, I'm a little bit tipsy," I said, then laughed again.

I have a high alcohol tolerance, but I don't know why I was immediately hit by what Stella made me drink.

"Can you still do it? I was going to invite you to our table so I can introduce you to my friends. Are you alright?" he asked, and I immediately saw his concern for me.

"I'm just a little dizzy, but yeah, I can go with you to meet your friends," I answered, then shrugged my shoulders.

"No, it's okay. Rest here first. I'll get you some water. Wait for me here," he said, then got up to leave.

I couldn't stop him because he quickly disappeared. It's okay because I want water to somehow get rid of my drunkenness. It's all Stella's fault that I can't enjoy this night.

In less than two minutes, Saint returned to our table, and I saw that he was holding a glass of water with a lot of ice. My throat almost went dry when I saw it, and I didn't even think twice about taking it when he handed it to me.

Saint helped me drink, and I finished it. I leaned back against the headboard and just laughed at the embarrassment because this was the first time Saint had seen me like this.

"How's your feeling?" he asked after a few minutes of silence.

"I feel good. Thank you, Saint. This is my first time getting drunk like this!" I said, laughing while shaking my head.

My dizziness was relieved, and I think I can stand there. I sat up and took a deep breath.

"I'm just going to use the comfort room. If you don't mind, can you wait for me?" I asked him, then immediately stood up there.

"Yeah, sure! I'll just go with you, and you might still feel dizzy," he said, and he immediately stood there.

I laughed and just nodded at him. I didn't stop him from joining me, especially since I wasn't feeling that well yet.

"Just take your time. I'll wait for you here," he said, which is why I nodded and smiled at him before I finally entered the comfort room.

There were a few girls there, so I immediately went to a cubicle to pee. When I finished, I washed my hands and washed myself to get rid of my drunkenness. I didn't stay there too long and went out because I was ashamed of Saint.

"You feel good?" he asked me as soon as I got out.

I smiled and nodded. "Much better," I answered.

"Good to hear! So you can go with me now?" he asked while laughing.

I also laughed and nodded before answering him.

"Yeah! It's embarrassing, and for sure your friends are already looking for you!" I said, laughing.

"No, it's fine. Another thing is that I informed them that I would look for you so they would understand why I took so long," he said one after the other, which made me just nod.

I was lost, and Saint took me to their table, where his friends were. He immediately introduced me to them, so I greeted them one by one.

"Are you sure you're not a supermodel or Hollywood actress?" Jen, one of Saint's friends, asked me.

I immediately shook my head and smiled. It's just funny and heartwarming because they think I'm one of the celebrities here in other countries, even though the truth is that I'm not. I know that I'm beautiful, but I still can't help but be overwhelmed when someone compliments me.

I got drunk there to hang out with Saint's friends, and Saint warned me because he said I might be drunk again, but I'm really fine. I think I was there for half an hour until they asked me to go to the dance floor. I didn't hold back because I still wanted to go and dance there, but I couldn't because I was dizzy earlier.

"Besties!" Stella shouted when she saw me on the dance floor.

Her face was red, and I was almost surprised because she was obviously drunk. When I saw Marcus not far from us with a woman, he just shook his head, and that's why I rolled my eyes at him.

"You're drunk, Stella! How can you drive me home?" I asked her and lightly pinched her side.

She just laughed and continued dancing, ignoring what I said. The bodies of other people there almost hit me because of the dancing, and Saint did not leave my presence. He was also dancing there, and I danced too because the music got louder.

I felt the music there while dancing, and Saint was talking to a few girls who approached him there.

"Lily,"

I was barely able to move when someone reached my waist and felt his hot breath on my neck as he kissed me there. My eyes widened because I was immediately terrified. When I looked at Saint, I also saw the shock in his eyes. With all my strength, I removed the hand that was wrapped around my waist and immediately faced the man who kissed me.

"Mike?!" I said, surprised.

"Lily!" Saint called me, then pulled me away from Mike.

I was still shocked by what happened; that's why I looked at Mike. I could see the redness in his eyes, and he was drunk. He gave Saint a bad look when he approached him, so I just shook my head and stepped between the two of them.

"Mike, you're drunk! What are you doing here?" I asked him.

"I'm looking for you the whole night and I'll only see you with this guy? So is the news that you're dating him right now after ghosting me?" he told me one after another, and I could feel his anger, which is why I just shook my head again.

"I didn't ghost you, okay? I made everything clear to you, so stop acting like you're my boyfriend! You won't be there if he's with me!" I also said one after the other, then I pulled Saint out of there.