32; Drunk on you

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Calum's POV


I look at Shay driving away, I feel like she brought a part of me with her. Here I am, at the side of the street, in front of the bar, actually admitting to myself what I admitted to Tommy. I will never stop loving Shay, she will always have a soft spot in my heart, and there's no girl like her. I've been around the world, and I've seen so many girls, none of them are as eccentric, intelligent and loving like Shay Michelle Dallas. But I'm not gonna lose hope on love, maybe one day I'll fall in love again, maybe there is someone better than Shay out there just like Shay has found Will. The thought of Will just makes me want to punch his face. Okay, I gotta go back in the bar and get those guys out.


I walk in the bar and spotted them instantly at a booth, Luke has his head on the table, Ashton is laughing while hitting the table loudly and Micheal just got out from the men's room, walking or shall I say, swaying from side to side and luckily made his way to the table.


"You made it!", Luke yells and let out a hiccup. I waved my hand at them and Ashton got up and grab my shirtt, "what did you to do my foxy baby? Where did you bring her? I'll kick your ass, Hood!", I gently removes his hand from my shirt and pat his back, "Shay brought her home, cause you are incapable of driving".

"Incapable? it sounds like impossible!", Micheal laughs so hard at his stupid joke.

"Okay, you guys, I'm gonna get y'all home. You guys are so wasted", I told them and when I extend my hand to get Luke to stand up, he pulls it towards him, "you can't leave without a drink, pal".

"I'm driving, pal", I told him and got him to stand up. I look at Ashton and Micheal, still drinking their beer, "you guys stay put, don't go anywhere and no more drinks".

"Where the fuck would we go?", Micheal giggles and Ashton giggled too. Drunk idiots.

I brought Luke to the car and open the door, pushing him in but he grabbed my neck and it's sorta hurt, "buddy! That hurts!".


"Does it hurt more seeing that Will put his hand around her, dude? ", he said and i'm not gonna talk about it.

"What are you talking about, pal?", I said and he pulled it harder, "I just want you to be happy, man. Alana doesn't make you happy".

I hold his hand and successfully got my neck out of his grasp, ignoring what he said, "go to sleep buddy". I close the door and walked back to the bar to get the other two. I walked to the table and see three shot glasses.

"You guys ordered some more? God, you guys are unbelievable!", I shouted at them.

"They're for you, man", Micheal slurred . "Your eyebrows seem tense", he slurred again and how can't they be tense, they ordered another round when I specifically told them no more drinks.

Ashton points to Micheal, "he's right. You look like someone has grabbed in you the balls hard, and twisting it".

I purse my lips, "charming, very charming Irwin". I carry Micheal and lay his hand around my left shoulder and pull Ashton up and lay his hand around my right shoulder.

"Let's go you fucktards", I stuggle to carry the weight of these two idiots and both of them are simply laughing being the idiots they are.

'We are like siamese twins!", Micheal jokes and I let out a sigh, "siamese triplets!", Ashton responds and I sigh deeper. As we reach to the car, I open the door and shove both of them to the back seat. Thank God, Ashton drove his Range Rover. My Porsche is back at Shay's and I totally forgot about it, I'll go get it tomorrow or something.

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