drunk, drunk, drunk
"Bar-tender.." Liam says, burping in the middle of his sentence
"Yeah, mate?" The guy asks
"Another shot, please.." Liam mumbles
"You sure, lad? You're pretty plastered." He tries to protest
"I'm still paying you, aren't I?" Liam asks
"Well, yeah"
"Want more money? Or wanna stand there and not give me a shot of whiskey?" Liam asks with a smirk and the bartender rolls his eyes and serves him another shot.
Liam passes him a few pounds and says "See? Told you I'd pay."
The bartender, once again, rolls his eyes and just walks away. Liam took a deep breath then drank his shot, coughing hard afterwards..
After a few moments, he caught his breath and turned slowly to look around, which he hadn't done since he walked in a couple hours ago..
She was still here.. but this time, she was sitting on a couch, alone, drink in hand, and a cigarette in the other.
A cigarette? Liam thought, confused
She suddenly looked up and looked at him. Looking directly into his eyes.. And she raised her eyebrows a little
He nodded to her, just casually, then he turned back to the bar and set down his empty tiny glass.
"Bartender!" Liam shouted
The guy came back and said "I cannot serve you anymore, Sir. I'm sorry."
Liam groaned, annoyed, then tried to stand.. and almost failed. He caught himself and took a couple deep breaths before straightening up and taking a few unsteady steps..
He got to an empty wall, maybe 10 foot from the bar, and he leaned his back against it and tried to deal with his blurry vision that was already giving him a head ache.
"Hey, baby.." He heard a girl say
"Hey" He mumbled
"You look good tonight, honey" She said in a seductive voice.. but honestly it didn't affect him what so ever. Didn't turn him on. Nothing.
"Thanks, babe" he slurred
He felt her hand run up the inside of his pantleg and her breath on his neck. He placed his hands on her waist and just tipped his head to the side, allowing her to bite and kiss at his neck..
She started palming him and he just stood there, letting anything happen..
After a minute or two, he heard someone say "Get off of him, bitch, he's obviously too fucking drunk for this!"
The girl who was just against him was gone and he just shut his eyes and tipped his head backwards, resting his head back and breathing slowly..
"Liam? Liam.. oh shit.."
The next thing he knew, he passed out..
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Bitter Sweet ~Liam Payne
FanfictionA story of love. Loss. Pain. Happiness. Regret. and Mistakes.