Almost Nothing

Xtian and Krystal get to know eacother, well as much as u can get to know eachother in a club.

Almost Nothing

Club Avalon was definitely pricy, and the whole dancing inside an old church remodeled into a club seemed kind of creepy, but that girl Krystal had been pestering his thoughts all day, so he kind of had to go to her birthday, just to see if she was really as hot as she appeared this morning. He felt like a deusch bag showing up there by himself, so he asked Jeff, the die hard Harley fan, and some other guys from the shop to meet him there later. After Christian got off work, he went back to Shane�s place to change into some nicer looking clothes, clothes that at least didn�t have grease all over them, and head out to the club around ten. Jeff called to say he that he wasn't coming as Christian was already nearing West 20th street. So much for not looking like a deusch bag. Oh well. He could see a line wrapped around the block, and thought he spotted Krystal standing with a bunch of other chicks as he roared by the line on his motorcycle.

He parked on the street, and walked over to Krystal who hadn�t noticed him ride by, or was at least pretending not to notice. There she was in a skimpy Fredricks of Hollywood silver dress with black lace at the bust. Five equally promiscuous friends stood around her, but she definitely was the hottest out of the bunch, at least for his taste. Christian couldn�t believe with how short each girls dress or skirt was. Why were they standing in line, and not being immediately let in? What was wrong with the bouncer was he f*****g blind?

�Hey!� Krystal called to Christian, then laughing and whispering something into her friends ear.

�Why you all waiting outside?� Christian asked the group

�We always have to wait in line here!� one girl complained.

�Yeah we get in anywhere else,� another bragged. �But Krystal just had to go to Avalon for her birthday.�

�It�s my favorite,� Krystal remarked unapologetically.

�I�ll take care of it,� Christian said smoothly.

The girls stared on in awe as he walked the distance to the front door. He had no clue how he was going to do it. He certainly didn�t have money to offer the bouncer, but he�d been able to get in the front of lines before, it was a worth a shot, and also a risk at looking totally stupid in front of Krystal.

He approached the bouncer, a big bald looking man dressed in black, and it looked like there was no chance in hell.

�Hi man,� Christian greeted, just waiting to get socked in the face. The bouncer eyed him unemotionally up and down, looked away, then his eyes grew creepily excited, as he checked out Christian, for just a moment too long.

�And who are you?� the bouncer grinned in a surprisingly feminine voice. So that was why no hot girls were being let in, the bouncer was totally gay, and when Christian looked around he, noticed it was all chicks standing outside, all the dudes were immediately let in.

Good God, Christian thought to himself. He was going to have to flirt with this guy, to try and get in. The lengths a man will go to impress a hot girl.

�I�m Christian, I�m an Abercrombie model,� he lied, knowing that chicks, and gay guys alike probably loved Abercrombie models.

�Christian,� the bouncer enunciated through his teeth. �I�m Terry.�

Immediately homophobic, Christian shuddered. Terry could be a girl or a boys name. Disgusting but perfect.

�Man this line is long, I guess I�m just going to take my sweet a*s home,� Christian sighed trying his best to sound gay without totally losing his manhood.

�No! No don�t do that! Come right in,� Terry grinned, unlatching the rope.

�Can my friends come too?� Christian motioned to the girls to come forward.

�Yes, of course,� the bouncer replied, staring dreamily into his eyes, not slightly swayed by the hot girls walking by.

�How did you do that?� one of Krystal�s friends questioned, obviously impressed.

�The bouncer is totally gay and thought he was hot!� another one laughed.

�Can you blame him?� Krystal turned her head over her shoulder as she walked inside, staring straight at Christian.

�Bye sweety!� big bald fruity Terry waved.

Everyone burst into a fit of laughter, except for Christian

�Sick,� he muttered.

�Thank you,� Krystal said running her tongue ring across her white teeth. Did she always have to f*****g do that? It wasn�t annoying, it was just really irresistibly hot.

All the girls ordered shots, toasting to Krystal�s birthday, and drank them all at the same time while Christian ordered his usual Jack Daniels, and sat at the barstool watching the girls, highly entertained. He let them dance and talk to one another with out bothering them, until Krystal took a seat beside Christian, and asked the bartender for a body shot.

�Want to do it off me?� Krystal offered pointing to her neck. Uh yeah, like he was going to say no.

Once the bartender gave them everything, Christian kissed her neck, moistening it so he could sprinkle sugar onto it, while Krystal placed the lemon wedge around her dark red Viva Glam Mac glossed lips. Krystal�s friends gathered around, screaming �go go go,� as a bunch of other people stood to watch.

�They are such a hot couple,� one voice said through the crowd.

Christian licked the sugar from her neck, shot the vodka like a pro with just his mouth, then removed the lemon from her lips. Everyone cheered as if the twosome had just cured cancer or something.

Krystal beamed proudly at the crowd, obviously enjoying the attention. Once her friends went back to dancing, they began talking, and getting to know each other, as if it was an innocent first date. Yeah right.

�I still can�t believe you�re a biker chick,� Christian said shaking his head, starting to get buzzed from his third Jack Daniels.

�Why can�t you believe that?� Krystal yelled over the music.

�Well most the girls I like--uh�well,�

Krystal smirked as he stumbled over his words.

�They just�don�t ride motorcycles,� he continued, thinking of Hallie in her white BMW. He remembered when she had tried to ride a bike without training wheels when they were little, and that alone had been a disaster. He laughed out loud picturing Hallie by herself on a big Harley.

�What are you thinking about?� Krystal asked loudly.

�Oh�nothing,� Christian said shaking his head. Yes he was definitely buzzed, and it was starting to show.

�Do you want to dance?,� she asked placing her empty shot glass on the bar and heading to the dance floor without waiting for an answer.

�Yeah!� Okay, maybe more than buzzed if he actually agreed to dance. Or maybe he was just insanely attracted to Krystal, and how casual and up front she was about everything. She didn�t play stupid games, not like someone he knew.


A strange trance remix of Rihanna�s �Disturbia� began to play, and Krystal stared at Christian under the blue tinted lights, and quickly got into the song. She smiled only with her green eyes, raising her arms and resting them just above her head, slowly swaying her hips to the music.

Christian slowly moved closer to her, with Krystal quickly turning around, her backside brushing across Christian as she danced. She looked mischievously over her shoulder, slightly sticking out her pierced tongue, then laughing hysterically at nothing in particular. He slithered his hand around her waist, up her spine, up the chain connecting the dress, then around the back of her neck. Then like he had never done with Hallie, he grabbed hold of her chin, forcefully turning her around to face him.

Slight surprise had washed over her face at Christian�s assertiveness. Completely turned on, Krystal threw her body into his, kissing him aggressively neither bothering to stop and take a breath, finally giving into the attraction for one another.

They began exploring each others mouths, having a silent contest to see who could kiss most aggressively. As he tasted her more and more, she tasted wonderfully like alcohol, and the lemon that had been in her mouth earlier. Both a drink and a chaser in one sip. It was absolutely addicting.

Make out fest 2008 went on for hours, with several songs blurring by in the background. By the time both pulled away panting for air, it seemed hard to declare a winner, but maybe they could go home and have a tie breaker.

�Lets leave,� Krystal whispered, her eyes peering around Christian as if they were about to sneak off and kill someone.

�Uh�well did you drive here?� Christian asked taken aback by her suggestion.

�No some friends drove me. We can take your bike. My place.�

�Well what about you�re birthday? I mean are you sure you want to leave?�

Krystal�s green eyes flashed back to Christian�s blue ones. �I got my wish. Not much else I need to do,� she slyly answered.

With that, Christian became out of excuses. Plus it was her birthday, how could a guy say no to a girl on her birthday?

�Come on,� she said taking his hand, leading him through the crowd, managing to escape without any of her friends noticing to give their lengthy goodbyes. She strutted over to where Christian�s bike was parked, and climbed on the back as if she owned it. She grabbed Christian by the collar, pulling him into another delicious kiss, without bothering to put his helmet on, he climbed on board, and rode off quickly as he could to get the hell out of the streets and into bed.

Over the wind Krystal yelled the directions to her apartment in Christian�s ear, demanding that he turn left here, turn right there, turn at the third stoplight, then finally they arrived at her place. She hopped off the bike, punched in a code, and the gate to the parking garage slowly screeched open. She hopped back on, and directed him to park in one of the little spots set aside for motorcycles. She got off, walking ahead of him, and punched in the elevator button, which quickly opened.

She stepped inside first, and just as Christian was about to join her, she pushed against his chest, and quickly pressed the button to her place.

�What the hell are you doing?� Christian asked completely dazed.

�Come up and find me,� she murmured playfully as the elevator doors closed shut.

�Are you f*****g crazy?� he asked a little too late. He thought he could hear laughing going upwards in the elevator. Of course she was crazy, all females were f*****g crazy. Granted there were only five floors, he still couldn�t believe she actually expected him to come look for her. As if he wouldn�t look for her if there was a hundred floors. Instead of the elevator he jogged up the first flight of stairs, glanced at each unit for a bit, then started up the next flight.

�Krystal?� he yelled loudly when he reached the second floor.

Some guys smoking cigarettes out on their balconies grumbled at him, he waved a hand apologetically, and started up the next flight. This was getting so stupid. He reached the top of the third floor, and instead of stopping in place and looking around like an idiot, he decided to wander around like an idiot.

He walked around each aisle of units, then while passing the last one, he saw a flash of bright red from the corner of his eye. Almost tripping he took several steps backwards, to see Krystal partially peering out the door, smiling cockily as she stood in a bursting red bra with red booty shorts.

�Damn, you really mean business,� Christian declared, totally thinking out loud.

She tilted her head, motioning for him to come inside, which was pretty much all he needed for convincing. He took a deep breath in, excited for what was to come, but then became pained when Hallie unexpectedly crept into his mind. She was like a f*****g allergic reaction, thoughts of her always becoming triggered at the worst times.

�What is it?� Krystal frowned, with annoyance in her voice.

Christian slowly exhaled, letting out all the air he could, in hopes that thoughts of Hallie would disappear with it.

�Nothing. It�s nothing at all,� Christian responded, making his way inside. Krystal looked even better up close, and he couldn�t wait to see her bare body with out lingerie. Yeah, he looked like a guy who thought nothing of the past, or of a girl he had given all of himself to, knowing that he could never love anyone nearly as much. He thought absolutely nothing of it, well almost nothing.

Reviews

[NightDream]

Good read. very entertaining and vivid. As always, you add new complications to the world of Christian and Hallie. Each time you giving us a glimpse into the complicated world in which your characters live and breath in a desperate attempt to find themselves back to one another, And as always you never fail to shine! Great JOB

[ShadowWolf]

MMM...all it needs is the blindfold, scarves, and whipped cream...lol. Damned good stuff!

[lots fo love ♥]

cant wait to see whats next!!!

[Mysteral - Night Prowle..]

Absolutely fabulous. Love the part:
"Come up and find me," she murmured playfully as the elevator doors closed shut.

Well written... can't think of anything I could add to the chapter. Almost beginning to regret that Hallie will undoubtedly come back into the story soon...lol Hope you leave it for a couple more chapters at least.

[thecoolone52]

i thought the krystal chick was gona end up still iving with her parents now that would of beeeen great hahahahaha great chapter shes sounds pretty hot i liked how oyu describe everyones dresses all the time..... you must be a big fashion buff or something

[Loribeth215]

Uh oh... complications!
Luckilly, Krystal is not the kind of girl he'll stick with.