A/N: Hey! This is going to be a short 8 part story that's just a pretty cute one. It's based on what happens after the Why'd You Only Call Me When You're High music video. So I really hope you enjoy my take on it x
~*~*~*~ January 1st 2013 ~*~*~*~
"Alex?" You question, "What are you doing here?"
"I wanted to see you" Alex smiles at you, walking into your house confidently but his eyes are heavy.
It's New Years Eve, well now it's early New Years Day, and you'd opted for a night with your friends instead of a night with the boys. You knew they were going out in Hoxton but you and your friends were staying near Finsbury.
You live not too far from the park and you'd got home around 2am as the shots that you'd been doing earlier had got to you. All you wanted to do was crawl into bed, so that's what you ended up doing.
But after waking up hearing constant knocking on your door, you saw 17 missed messages from Alex flash up on your phone. You saw the last saying that he was outside so the nerves you were feeling from who was at your door immediately dissipated.
Along with those messages, you saw one from your neighbour across the road saying that she thought a guy 'around your age' was asking for you. You're definitely going to bully him for that tomorrow.
You also saw that you had an abundance of missed calls too, so you made a hunch and sent him a text to let him know you were awake and that you knew his state of mind.
Why'd you only call me when you're high?????
After he makes it into your house, you quickly shut the door behind him and shake your head at the wasted man stumbling in your hall. "Alex, it's almost five in the morning"
Alex turns to you then, his heavy brown eyes meet your Y/E/C ones and he grabs your hand and brings you towards him. He tells you, "Yeah but it's New Years and I wanted to wish you happy new year"
"I was asleep Al" You sigh as his hand comes up to cup your cheek.
Alex grins at you and you see his eyes run down your body. You hold your breath as he does but when his eyes meet yours again, he makes your cheeks go hot when he says, "You look really pretty in your pyjamas"
You shake your head at the pretty boy standing in your hall with the perfectly styled hair, the chiseled jawline, and the leather jacket hanging on his body making him even more attractive than he already was.
"Aren't you happy to see me, babe?" Alex asks with a bit of a confused look on his gorgeous face.
"Alex" You chuckle finding the pet name amusing. You also stop his thumb from stroking your cheek.
Instead you take his hand and pull him into your kitchen.
As he stumbles behind you he says, "I've been calling you"
"Why?" You question, letting go of his hand so you can get him a glass of water.
"What do you mean 'why'?" You hear him ask as you fill a pint glass with water for him. "Your my friend, I wanted to talk to you and wish you a Happy New Year"
You turn to him and hand him the water and cheerily say, "Happy New Year Al. Drink up"
He does as you ask and you're actually grateful and a little relieved when he downs half of it. The last thing you want is for him to throw up and for you to have to clean it up at this hour.
"Why do I have a dozen missed calls from you?" You ask curiously.
"To keep me entertained as I walked" Alex shrugs before finishing off the rest of the drink.
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FanfictionIt's New Years when Alex turns up drunk and high on your doorstep, and you find looking after him is a chore. But he's a shameless flirt, and trying to ignore the words spilling from his mouth becomes increasingly difficult. Plus, the prospect of g...