Chapter 1 - Don't Stop
Clubs were definitely not my favorite place to be. They were rammed full and always smelt of sweat and booze, two of my least favorite things. The things I was willing to do for my best friend. James owed me big time for this.
"Kendall, lighten up! We aren't leaving until this place closes…"
"You mean, when you find a guy you can screw."
"That's what the old me would have done. Anyway I already have my eyes on a cute bartender."
This made me laugh. Two minutes after entering the building and James had already spotted the guy he wanted.
"Come on, let's go get some drinks!"
My phone rang for the hundredth time, I quickly hit the answer button.
"LOGAN! WHERE ARE YOU?"
"Geese Los, no need to yell."
"Well I am WORKING in a REALLY LOUD and BUSY CLUB, which is where YOU are supposed to be."
"I already told you, I'm on my way. Five minutes. Ok?"
"Fine. But you are helping me with my history paper."
"I always help you Los. I'll see you soon."
The only reason I was late was because my professor had kept me behind to give me more advanced homework than the rest of the class. Carlos always made sure he had his classes in the mornings while I made sure mine were in the afternoon. My last class finished at five, then my professor kept me behind for another half hour. I then had to get back to my dorm and get changed for work and drive for twenty minutes until I was there. By the time I had left my dorm it was ten to six meaning I was ten minutes late.
I knew I was being watched, I could feel it but whenever I looked around I couldn't see anyone who wanted my attention other than to get served.
I took that as my cue to head to the back, Wayne-Wayne probably wanted to know where Logan was.
I quickly knocked on the office door before opening it.
"His professor kept him behind after class for half an hour for something about his schoolwork."
"He knows I hate tardiness!"
"And He is usually hear early, and anyway he is one of you best employees and people love him."
"How much longer till he gets here?"
"Any minute know. Do you want him to get straight to work? I know some of his regulars are here."
"Yes. And make sure he makes up for his tardiness."
As I was making my way back out front I ran into Logan and quickly spun him around walking him back out to the bar.
"I just had to explain to Wayne-Wayne why you were late."
"Did he have another tramp hanging off of him or was it the same as yesterday?"
"Two, And both different."
I, James Diamond, was scared to go and flirt with a cute Latino bartender. I have never been this scared in my life….or was I just nervous that he seemed to be really close to one of the other bartenders.
"Dude, you're James Diamond. You have, 'The Face'. No guy can resist you,"
"Yeah, everyone but you."
"That's because I'm immune to the James Diamond Charm, I grew up with you."
"What if he's straight?"
"Have you ever hit on a straight guy?"
"Then you'll be fine,"
"Because that really helped."
I followed Kendall to the bar, I already knew what he was going to do and quickly went after him.
"What can I get you guys?"
His voice was captivating, and I could quite easily have gotten lost in his eyes, but I had to stop Kendall.
"My friend here was wondering if you wou-"
I practically shouted slapping my hand over his mouth. The bartender seemed to have an amused smirk on his face when I looked back to him.
"Sorry about my friend here, I'm James."
"Carlos, and I'm guessing that's Kendall."
First Carlos has a go at me for being late and then he's flirting with a customer.
"Logan! Hey, what's up?"
"Nothing. I just thought I would tell you to get out from behind this bar and carry on flirting with your friend there."
"I'll cover for you."
"Thanks Loges! You're the best!"
"You won't be saying that when history comes,"
I didn't mind doing Carlos's shift as well as mine, he seemed to like that guy and I'd have to get everything out of him later.
"But, don't forget. Eight o'clock."
I was used to watching James with a guy he barely knew and flirting, but I wasn't used to watching James actually getting to know a guy he had been flirting with.
"I'm going to get another drink. Please, do not follow me."
I was glad James wasn't screwing around anymore, but I was also interested in Logan. I quickly reached the bar and saw that he was the only one working. It seemed like I might get closer to him tonight.
Either tonight was really busy or I was struggling without Carlos, either way I could feel someone watching me, and they weren't trying to hide it.
"Can I help you?"
I asked the guy who had been staring at me,
"You seem flustered, anything I can do to help?"
I cocked an eyebrow at him and his smug smirk he was wearing on his face.
"If I did, I would go and get Carlos. And don't ask who he is because you've just been sat with him."
"Maybe, but I think you're to kind to do that to him. Am I right?"
"And your point is?"
"Let me help you."
I sighed, he was right. I did need some help and I didn't want to go and get Carlos.
"Fine. I'll let you help."
He smiled and made his way behind the bar.
"Have you ever done anything like this before?"
"I worked in a supermarket when I was sixteen."
I sighed again tossing a apron at him,
"This is gonna be a long night."