Leanne's P.O.V
As me and Danny walk down the street together I realize how cold it was and started to wish that I had worn tights.
"Its quite cold out here." I say speaking my thoughts.
"Aww, the alcohol will soon fix that." Danny chuckles putting his arm round me and rubbing it up and down my arm. It felt a little awkward but at the same time it felt right. I felt very secure and safe with Danny.
"You better not get me too drunk Dan." I warn him.
"And why might that be?" He questions.
"Because I get really really loud and embarrassing when I'm drunk, honestly it's not a pretty site! And I haven't had much alcohol so this will be even worse. I'd run for the hills now, save yourself!" I say in a childish voice.
He just laughs and shakes his head as if I'm crazy. He will find out that I'm not over reacting tonight.
"I bet I have seen worse, and I have seen a lot of drunk people, I am Irish after all." He states.
"Well I'll be another to add to your list." I wink at him playfully. I've never been this confident around a boy before whats wrong with me?
We walk for another ten minutes and we arrive at a small place called Ice which is decorated with icy blue and white lights and you can here the bass of the music from the inside. Boy am I going to have a head ache tomorrow. Me and Dan walk in trying to dodge all the drunk people on the dance floor and we go over to the bar.
"Go and find us a seat and I will order you a surprise birthday drink." He orders me with a grin.
I do as I am told and go and find a seat. Luckily there was a couple of people leaving so i quickly go and claim the seats before anyone else. This place was packed. I could see a couple of lads looking over at me and smiling at each other looking me up and down. I just choose to ignore it and wait for Dan.
"Here yez go." He comes over and sets down a tray of shot glasses.
"Oh my god Dan, what is all this?" I ask looking at the tray at the many different kinds of shots.
"Its shots love, what does it look like?"
"I mean what kind of shots? what do they have in them?
"Well my friend, that you will just have to find out for yourself." He hands me one of the glasses.
I look at it and ponder in my head about what this is going to taste like and how drunk these are going to get me. I look up to see Danny looking at me smiling.
"What?" I question.
"The more you think about it the less fun it'll be." And with that he downs his first shot.
I watch him and then copy his actions.
"Wayhey! That wasn't too bad now was it?" he laughs.
Instead of replying I take another shot.
"Oooo someones trying to out drink the Irish man" he challenges playfully.
"You're on!" I reply.
We start drinking all of the shots as quickly as possible. After my fifth shot I stop. Dan however keeps going until he has seven of the things. I look at him with a questioning look.
"That is why you should never challenge an Irish man when alcohol is involved." he is obviously proud of himself.
"Alright alright I admit it, I am defeated" I laugh. "Now can we get some proper drinks? In fact I shall get us some drinks."
