Low Life

12 - Drunk

Lauren POV

Precious and I had gone to the oak logs where Lacey, Jayden and Shania previously were sat. Precious was poorly attempting to chat up Jayden whilst he didn't seem interested at all. I was sat there awkwardly and shifted my focus  into the patio where I saw one of the popular boys in the year above take a seat next to Shania. It's like I knew the events that were going to take place next since my heart felt like it got ripped apart. I knew we weren't together or anything but seeing her with anyone other than me hurt. It didn't help when I saw my sister sit on her lap and kiss her too.

God dammit.

Not my sister too, why did I have to see this? I could've been in my bed watching Netflix instead of watching people who had more chances with Shania indulge in her soft lips. I didn't want to remember the rest of the night so I walked in front of Jayden who held a big bottle of unopened Vodka. It didn't even make sense why he had it since rarely drank because of his undying loving devotion to Rugby.

"Wha-"

I snatched the litre bottle of vodka before I walked off drinking it, I heard cheers from both boys and girls as they watched me down a quarter of the bottle. I just had to leave Precious and go to my room where I could crawl up and cry.

After barging my way through the crowd of sweaty bodies and smelling a disgusting stench of liquor I headed upstairs into my room, I walked in closing the door and locking it flicking the light switch on. I leaned my head against the white wooden door taking a few breathes in.

Honestly I felt like I was on the verge of a panic attack, I didn't even drink alcohol occasionally. But once I turned around I saw a familiar body sitting up with her legs crossed on the bed staring at me, her brown eyes full of lust and regret.

I looked at her neck to see a few spots of hickeys and I knew it was too late for me to take an opportunity.

"Shania.." I whispered

"Don't speak." She walked up to me and all I could do was back up into the door. She lift up an arm placing it just above my head and the other next to my waist trapping me.

She looked down at me turning her head slightly studying my face, I didn't know where to look so I focused on the window behind her gulping.

"Look at me." She commanded.

I hesitantly looked up at her meeting her eyes, they had turned lighter slightly and a shade of red embedded her iris.

"You like me, don't you?"

The question honestly surprised me and I felt every drop of alcohol I had evaporate from my body. My cheeks heated up at the thought of my vulnerability and it made me feel even more embarrassed. My heart started to beat faster and I could feel it practically punching against my chest.

"Answer me when I speak to you." She commanded yet again.

I gulped again and I guess the alcohol seemed to spark a bit of confidence within me.

"Yeah I do, and what?" I replied eagerly looking up at her into her eyes.

Her eyebrows shot up and she dropped her arms before turning to walk away, I'm guessing she didn't expect that answer and took it the wrong way.

"You.. you and me, you know it isn't possible right?" She said slurring her words slightly refusing to look at me.

"Why can't you face me and tell me?"

"I don't want to face you."

I sighed before flicking the lid of vodka open again, drinking more. She turned around hearing the gulping noises from the bottle before she snatched it out of my hands. 

"Where did you get this? You don't drink."

"I got it from your boyfriend" I mumbled before wiping my mouth with me sweatshirts sleeve.

She rolled her eyes before walking to the bed patting the space next to it.

"I told you, there's nothing like that between us, if there was you'd be the first one I'd tell" She remarked sarcastically.

I walked over to the space next to her and she drank the the rest of the vodka she thieved from me. She hissed from the sour taste and tried to stand up but she ended up falling back onto the bed.

I looked down at her before focusing on her neck again, the sight of the hickeys disgusted me since I knew it wasn't me who left them.

"Whaa are you looking at..?" she asked then found my gaze on her neck, she rubbed it sluggishly before staring back at the ceiling again.

"Was it my sister who left them? Or was it Mark or whatever his name is. Maybe both." I spat before getting up, I knew his name was Marcus but I wanted to get a reaction out of her.

She grabbed my hand pulling me back onto the bed but I ended up landing on her lap straddling her with my knees on either side of her. She leaned into my neck letting a soft breath travel down me causing goose bumps to cover my entire body. My breathing intensified rapidly  before her hands found there way on my hips gripping them lightly.

I looked down on whilst she rested her face in my neck breathing slowly, it was not long until I heard sniffles and I could tell she was crying, I held her by the back of her head as she buried her face into my chest. I felt her warm tears implant into my jumper as they went through the cotton barrier.

"Hey, hey, what's up?"

"My parents might be getting a divorce." She replied staring up at me, I pushed her head back into my chest before I rubbed her back up and down, her hands moved from my waist onto my back and she held me in a tight hug. It only lasted for 5 minutes before she looked up again, sniffling.

"Is it alright if I sleep in here tonight? I don't want Lacey trying to ask what's wrong or anything."

I nodded before she continued again.

"Also, I'm sorry for kissing your sister."

I laughed before getting up and she laughed with me too, she got up and faced me looking down, she used her right hand to hold my chin up before she placed a light peck on my lips. I felt my heart flutter and butterflies erupt in my stomach.

Once our lips separated I knew I had to take the opportunity to make it happen again, I swiftly grabbed the back of her neck pulling her head down so our lips could meet, she didn't hesitate nor pull back and she picked me up pushing me against the wall. I wrapped my legs around her waist and our lips danced and her tongue entered my mouth searching for mine. I could taste the vodka from before and what I'm guessing was bread and two other people..

A/N sloppy seconds but make it with kissing :rolling_eyes:

I ignored that thought and before I knew it we were on my bed, we went underneath the covers and I felt so happy. I was finally with the person I loved.

Yes, love.