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Autumn.

I'm drunk, my mind is foggy and I'm disorientated.  The bar is slowly becoming a blur of colours and dim light.  Someone's laughing, they're picking me up.  I don't know them, they're carrying me out of the pub.  Get off me!  My head tells me to scream, my body doesn't comply.  Help! Still nothing.  Someone!  Help me!  Please!  Anyone!  I want to cry, am I crying?  I don't know.  I can't feel anything.  My eyes drift close, I'm so tired, I can't focus, tired, so so tired.  Then I hear him, Tom!  Help! Help me!  I'm falling, am I falling?  I'm so tired.  And just like that my body gives up on me.

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