Bums, Spare Wheels and the Boys' Night Out

Music: The Girls - Calvin Harris

So I went to watch a game of rugby with my work mates - and got the evil eye from Dan's girlfriend, Vanessa.  Here's what happened next...

After 40 more minutes of rugby and beer drinking, the game was over.  It was too early to call it a night so we piled onto the bus to take us into town.

It was time to hit the bars.  For some of us.

“I think I’m just going to head straight back to the station,” Mick said as the overfilled bus carried its semi-sweaty passengers to the centre of town.

“Yeah, I think I’m going to give it a miss too,” Jason said as he played with his phone.

I wasn't surprised about Mick as he never really comes out, but Jason?  He is usually a total beer monster.  He must have been meeting up with one of his many laydeez.  The man whore.

Despite her evil eye glaring from earlier in the evening, Vanessa seemed to be OK with me as we walked from the bus stop to the first bar. Was I just imagining things before as she seemed to be fine with me now? As we chatted about shoes and kittens (you know, girl stuff), I heard Gav absolutely wetting himself with laughter behind us.

“Oh shhh!” Dan said, whilst Gav continued in fits of giggles.

“What’s up?” I asked, turning around to see what all the fuss was about.

“Er, nothing," Dan replied with a smile.

Hmm.  Whatever.  They were up to something.

"We were checking out your arse!" Gav exclaimed.

"Oi, stop perving you too!" Vanessa laughed.

"Don't worry, we weren't looking at yours," Gav replied.

Vanessa blushed and didn't say anything.  Gav and Liam giggled.  Dan didn't leap to her defence.  That annoyed me.

But I felt strangely pleased that they were checking me out - but a bit weird all at the same time.  I was flattered I suppose.

"Er thanks," I said, pulling my top down over my bum a bit.

Vanessa remained quiet but she surprised me as she linked my arm as we walked on.

We ended up in one of the chavviest pubs in town.  I was having a good night though, but my hair was starting to frizz ridiculously and I looked like a bit of a twat. We were in there for a while and when we decided to move on to the next bar, Vanessa stopped suddenly by the door.

“I’m going to go home,” she announced.

“Oh right. Why?” Dan asked not seeming too bothered.

“I’m really tired,” she replied, “and I’m not really up for a night out with all this...” She paused and looked at me.

“...I mean, I'm really tired.”

“Oh OK. Are you going to be alright?” Dan asked.

“Yeah, I’ll be fine. I’ll get a taxi at the station. I’ll let you know when I get home,” she continued.

“OK.” Dan replied without putting up a fight.

Dan quickly kissed her on the cheek and she disappeared into the night.

Great. Now I was on a boys' night out.

Gav and Liam chose our final destination for the night: a pretty cool bar that plays laid back funk/dance music. As we all walked up the stairs I sensed that Gav was still staring at my arse.
Hey well, what's a girl to do?

The bar was busy and we were all up for a good night. Gav, Liam and Dan attracted a lot of female attention and soon women started to circle them, making it seem all too easy for them to pull if they wanted to.

I can see why. They are all good looking, strapping guys who were out having a laugh.

But I did wonder when the tables started to turn and when women started do all the chasing? Is this is what I look like when I am out with my friends? If it is then I’m going to stop immediately, as watching at those women dirty dancing and trying their best to pull Dan, Gav and Liam was slightly unsettling.

And I have to admit that during all this I felt a like a spare part. Even though I was dancing with the boys, the women around us either ignored me or gave me the evils, thinking I was their competition.  The boys just seemed intent on messing around with their newly established fan club.

It was time for me to have some fun of my own...
 
(To be continued... again...)