Alex did not just hate nightclubs, he really fucking hated nightclubs, "Twenty five is way too old to be going out and hanging out with a load of bored kids who don't know their limit." were the words he said exactly to his mate Greig. Greig and Chalky told him not to be a prick and to have some fun. And they were somewhat right, ever since he started his teaching job, he was certainly less fun. So, he agreed on a Friday night after he got finished doing his marking that he would come out with the lads getting dressed up in his jeans, shirt and jacket. He did not , however, think they would have both fucked off with some girl they had met before it even hit midnight. Alex looked around the busy dancefloor that smelled of cheap vape flavours and shitty aftershave and decided he'd had enough and went to the bar downstairs.
It was certainly less busy with only a few people and the music thankfully was quiet enough that he could think. He approached the bar, which was mostly empty apart from a bloke trying to chat up a clearly disinterested barmaid and a girl in a purple dress drinking alone, "Bottle of Peroni please mate." Alex said to a barman. 'Sure, pal." He said turning to the fridge. Looking over at the girl at the bar, Alex noticed she had finished her drink. 'And another of whatever the lassie next to me was having as well bud!" He called at the barman.
The girl looked up, slightly taken aback. She was a pale girl with long auburn hair, prominent cheeks and... Alex realised that he knew this face. Her brown eyes met his and she too, made the connection, "Hey! We live in the same building, right?" she said before walking closer to Alex. "Aye! You just moved in recently with your Dad right? I wish I could say I recognised you but honestly just caught my eye."
"Oh really? How can I tell you aren't just a stalker?" She asked.
'Maybe I am, but I would be a pretty shite stalker if I told you I was." He grinned. Alex could not truthfully say what had got his attention, it was the short purple strapless dress she wore was accentuated her arse, so short that her long pale legs were visible from the thigh. Certainly, this was more than what he had seen her in whenever they crossed in the hallways which was often her in leggings with a large hoodie that hid her body completely. Their drinks were served by the barman, his bottle and her vodka and coke which they both picked up and clinked them together before drink.
"Let me just asked..." Alex leaned close to ask, "You are old enough to be here, right?"
"I am nineteen!" She exclaimed; mocking being offended.
"Okay! Okay! Was just making sure."
"And why would you be making sure?" She looked deeply into Alex's eyes. She had a cute face, like the typical girl next door but slightly more mature. An overall innocent look, with cute cheeks and dark eyes, not unlike his, that stared deeply into yours. She was smaller than Alex by a good 5 or 6 inches but she was still fairly tall for a girl. Alex gathered himself and replied, "Well I wouldn't want to be taking you home to your father and telling him that you were up to no good."
"You wouldn't grass me up, would you? Mister whatever your name is" She asked
"Alex." She pulled in close enough they were nearly touching.
"Hazel." She took a drink without breaking her eye contact.
"Well then Hazel, let's say that we finish these up and head back. Unless you have some friends around..."
"No, they've all went off. I appreciate the offer; you know where I stay anyway."
Alex turned towards the bar and picked up his bottle and drank. Hazel checked her phone next to him and he couldn't help but look where the dress plunged down towards her chest. Her tits were fairly big and pushed up by the dress, the dark purple accentuating her paleness. She rested her left hand on the bar and Alex finished his bottle and then placed his left hand on top of hers and slightly pressing against her skin he swirled slowly. He heard her breath catch and saw her tremble and swallow slight, "You about ready to head?" Alex asked.
"Ready to do what?" She replied with a sudden surprise to her face.
"Head, you ready to head I asked?"
"Oh! Right, yeah. Let's go."
***
The walk home was uneventful with them only being fifteen minutes from the club. Alex gave Hazel his jacket to keep her warm in the cold air and they walked together huddled, their hands clasped around each other. They talked about their respective works and what she thought of the area, having moved from a city in the Central Belt to the rural areas with her Dad following their parents divorce. They arrived at their building together and she turned to him and asked, "Please tell me you've got the key, I do not want to be buzzing my Dad at 1AM with a guy in the camera."
"I think you mean, 'I do not want to be buzzing my Dad at 1AM with an extremely tall and handsome bloke in the camera." He laughed, before searching his pockets for keys.
"Very funny, I've known guys taller than you."
"Yes, but never ones as handsome." He pushed his key into the lock and let them into the building. The heating was thankfully on at this time of year, and it was certainly welcoming for them coming in from the cold. Hazel ran ahead slightly and pushed the lift button, "You not wanting to walk up the stairs? Get some exercise?" Alex teased at her.
"Shut up, no. I think I've had plenty exercise for today. Well..." She eyed him in a lustful way, not even trying to hide her glance down towards his crotch.
