As they continued dancing, Eve replied to his earlier statement. “Your pretty damn good yourself.” Alec felt her soft arms going around his neck, pulling their bodies even closer together. It was all that he could do not to kiss her then and there. It was a odd feeling for Alec. He'd never cheated on Hanna..never even had the thought to. Now, though, all he wanted was to forget about the girl that he had been dating for so long and to concentrate on the young woman that currently was so intently focused on him. As they danced and stared into each others eyes, Alec couldn't help but feel better than he had earlier. It was almost as if Eve had known exactly what to do to help him forget the things that had been troubling him.
Suddenly, Alec was brought out of thought as someone yelled at Eve. Alec looked to see who had yelled when Eve looked and saw not only her boyfriend..but his girlfriend. When Eve realized that Hanna was there, she cursed and immediately dropped her hands from around his neck. As Alec looked at his girlfriend he could easily see just how angry she was. He should have known that by not answering any of her texts that she would come down to the bar looking for him. Alec watched as Eve and her boyfriend began dancing.
Hanna approached him, stopping very close to him. She looked into his eyes..almost as if she was searching for something. "You fucking asshole." she said, trying to speak over the loud music. "Is this why you couldn't answer any of my texts? Because you were too busy grinding all over that fucking slut?" It was then that she shoved him..and he allowed it. He had about a thousand different things going through his mind. Alec was forced back a few steps, nearly bumping into a couple of people that were dancing behind him. He turned his eyes to Hanna, looking at her as if he couldn't believe that she'd just done that.
Alec could merely listen..looking more and more brokenhearted as Hanna continued to yell terrible things at him. He did love her but..she was driving him away. He hated being treated like shit..and lately..that was all that he felt like. He could understand that she felt as if she was going to lose him..but it would be her own fault. As Hanna stood there, yelling and pointing..Alec realized that he'd had enough. He was at his breaking point.
Nick and the rest of his band had seen the commotion and had made their way to their friend. Nick stood close to Alec now, trying to figure out what was going on. He'd seen that look in Alec's eyes before. "You know what, Hanna..fuck you. I'm done with this." he said, motioning between them. He then proceeded to grab Nick, pulling him into a deep kiss. The color in Hanna's face seemed to drain as both men continued to kiss. She realized that Alec was trying to break up with her..NO ONE broke up with her.
Alec released his friend and walked away from the crowd. He needed some fresh air. He exited the building and made his way to his car. He leaned against the vehicle and as he stood there, he removed all of the small gems that he'd fixed around his eyes earlier that night. Once he'd done that he tried to calm himself. He was upset and angry, both at the same time. He only wanted to go home and go to bed. He wanted to be angry with Eve..but..really she'd done nothing. It had all been him that night.
He suddenly thought back to when he'd kissed Nick. The place had almost seemed to go quiet. He'd never come out to anyone besides his family, his band, and Eve. They lived in a very small town and it would only be a matter of time until everyone knew. That didn't bother him. What did..was the fact that his father would hear it..and most likely lay into him for flaunting himself about the town. Slowly, Alec placed his hands in his hair and slid down to the ground. He gently placed his head on his knees, trying to hold back the tears that were now threatening to fall. It was almost as if everything was collapsing around him and he didn't know what to do. Slowly, Alec removed his hands from his hair, then circling his knees. He couldn't seem to calm down. His breathing had gotten heavier and honestly he felt like he wasn't getting enough air. He was nearly certain that he was starting to get a panic attack. He closed his eyes, attempting to regulate his breathing.