The Party

"Why did you have to press on the horn so loud?" Alex asked his driver as he typed away on his phone.

"There was someone on the way sir," The bulky driver replied.

Alex raised his eyes from his phone and glared at the man. "How many times do I have to tell you to learn to be patient? I am certain the person in question wouldn't have stayed on the road for too long. We could have waited."

He had a dozen reports to submit to his father in two days. The last thing he needed was more distractions from his driver!

"I am sorry sir," The bulky man squeaked.

Alex was about to reply to him when his phone vibrated in his pocket. He hissed and took out the phone. Without checking who it was, he answered.

"Hello!"

"Hey man what's up?"

It was his annoying college friend Brian. He had tried every possible way to ignore Brian but the guy had refused to back down from pestering his life.

"Brian, what do you want?" He gritted out.

"Look man, I know you are busy and all... but it's my birthday today and I am throwing a party—"

"Brian, I am busy and you know it!" Was Alex's hash reply. It wasn't that he hated Brian or anything, he just found him too irresponsible sometimes and at the moment, he wasn't in the mood to deal with him.

"Alex, you had promised to attend," Brian said in a sharp voice and Alex could already imagine him trying to stop his pout from emerging.

"I am sorry but I do not remember when I made such promises to you," Alex retorted. His voice had dropped from its harsh state as he now felt bad for not even remembering Brian's birthday. Brian was the only person he could outrightly call a friend in his life due to his tight schedules but the guy was impossible most times.

"You never honor any of my invitations since we left school... And even on my birthday, you want to back out at the last minute?"

At this point, Alex felt terrible for always turning down Brian's invitations. He looked down at the opened laptop by his side and sighed. He really had a lot of work to do but... He also had to make it up to Brian.

"Send me the location and time," he breathed out.

"Yes!" Brian cried out in triumph. "I promise you will have the best time of your life man! Thank you!" He added excitedly before he ended the call.

Alex stared at his phone for a brief second before he slowly shook his head. He was surely going to regret this.

A few hours later that night, his Bentley parked in front of the Place Lounge, and Alex stepped out into the night air.

"You can go on home Rob. I'll take a taxi home," He told his driver as he made his way into the lounge.

The bouncers at the entrance welcomed him as they all knew who he was. Alex only nodded as he passed them and went in search of his friend. The place was filled with drunk people at every corner and the dance floor was a no-go area as he could barely see past the jumping heads.

"Alex!"

He heard his name at his right and he turned sharply to find someone with spiky hair waving at him from the left VIP arena. Surely that must have been Brian.

Alex started walking towards the arena but stopped on his track as his eyes fell on a certain woman waltzing towards the bar beside the VIP arena he was heading to.

He felt his heart stop. It wasn't just his heart, the entire club stopped moving and the noise died down. All he saw was the brunette moving toward the bar. She was wearing a red dress and her black hair cascaded down her back in curls.

He wanted badly to see her face. So, he started going towards the bar but someone stepped right in front of him. He frowned and dropped his eyes only to find Spiky hair —Brian.

"Where are you going, the party is over here!" Brian screamed above the noise of the club.

Alex's frown softened as he saw that it was his friend. "Happy Birthday Brian! Can you give me a minute?" He said as his eyes searched the bar for the brunette in a red dress.

Brian turned around following his line of sight. He smiled knowingly and tapped Alex on the shoulder. "I told you there was going to be plenty of fun tonight..." He sneakered. "Go get her number and join us," Brian said and went back to their spot.

Alex gave him a two-finger salute as he walked off. Now his attention was back on the woman that had attracted him. But he couldn't find her at the bar anymore. He searched the place but it was void of anyone with that description.

"Where did you go?" He whispered as he turned around once again.

"Are you lost?"

The sweet voice reached Alex and he turned back around to find the brunette right in front of him. She had a drink in her hand and she cocked her head to the side as she smiled at him.

"I was. But not anymore," He said as he flashed her a smile. "Can I buy you another drink?"

"Sure!" She slurped and started walking to the bar giddily.

Alex could see that the brunette was already drunk and he shouldn't be buying her more drinks but he needed to get her somewhere quiet so they could at least share contacts. The rest of the discussion would be afterward.

"I am Alex. What's your name?"

She started giggling as Alex mentioned his name but tried to look serious at the same time. Alex only blamed it on the alcohol in her body.

"I am Ruth. Ruth Davies," she said. She opened a small clutch that was slung across her chest —which Alex was just seeing how— she brought out a small card and passed it over to him.

Alex inspected the card and saw that it was indeed her number. A smirk covered his face as he raised his head, "I'll make sure to check on you," He said.

"Sure..." She replied as she got up from the stool she sat on. She picked up the glass the bartender had dropped and gulped down the whole thing.

"Ah!" She exclaimed as the burning sensation of the drink hit her throat. "Thank you for the drink but my friend is waiting for me back there," she said pointing at the exit. "If I keep her waiting, she will literally have my head."

Before Alex could reply, Ruth slipped off between the sea of people and went off to meet her friend.