Getting Over Him

Alcohol

Pran's P.O.V: 

I should get drunk more often if it means that I will keep seeing hallucinations of Pat in his sexy red buttoned down shirt. There are some wrinkles on his shirt, but that is to be expected of Pat. Damn, I must have an amazing imagination if my brain can make him look this real! I can see the sweat coming down from the sides of his hair.  

I want to drag my tongue all over his face- to taste all of his sweat. I would not mind, but I can't help but think that even my dream Pat would be disgusted by me if I do such a thing. So I decide to place my hands on the sides of his warm cheeks, and I give them a squeeze. Pat frowns at me, but it makes me laugh.   Then I hope that my dream Pat can give me an answer to a question that I will never be able to ask to the real Pat. 

Too afraid of his answer I ask in a quiet voice, "why can't we be together?"

It feels so real! 

My lips crashing against Pat's big ones. His lips are as I remember them- big and a bit rough since he doesn't like to wear chapstick.I can feel his small mustache hairs  a bit, and I want to lick my tongue all over them. I hold his big face with my hands and as I am about to do it, he pushes me away.  

"Pran you're drunk! I am going to go buy you some medicine right away, okay?" 

He wipes his lips with his red sleeve, and my eyes start to close... 

***** 

Pat's P.O.V: 

I. 

Can't. 

Believe. 

He. 

Kissed. 

Me. 

After. 

He vomitted! 

I make a bolt out of Wai's dorm and run to my room. I unlock my door in a hurry, then I head straight to my bathroom not bothering to close the door behind me. I quickly brush my teeth with a lot of toothpaste, and I gargle mouth wash multiple times. Then, I remember that I was going to get him some hangover medicine, along with a new tooth brush so he can brush his teeth. I rummage through my cabinets like a madman and finally find the things I was looking for! I grab a plastic bag to put them in, and leave my dorm while locking it behind me.  

I go back to Wai's place. As much as I want to slump down and remember Pran's lips on mine- even if he threw up, I can't let myself get distracted now. Pran needs me. 

Wai's door opens which means that Pran did not lock it. I look for Pran, and find him on the couch sleeping. I sigh. I grab a bowl with warm water and a towel so that I can at least wipe his body down. I take off his shirt, and dip the towel into the warm water then I start cleaning his body. I silently pray that he won't remember a thing tomorrow. And if he does, then I will be screwed because he will absolutely hate my guts! 

After I finish wiping down his body I put his shirt- well my undershirt back on him. Shit, won't he notice that he's wearing something different? But I don't have the luxury of spending my time worrying about it. Wai could come back any minute now, and he will kill me! I see Pran's phone on the table, so I place it in fornt of his face to unlock it. Thank god for face ID! I scroll through his contacts and text Wai. 

Me (Pran): I barfed, so I changed myself. 

Wai 🙄: THAT SON OF A BITCH KORN FUCKING KISSED ME AND RAN OUT! CAN YOU BELIEVE THAT?! 

I drop his phone to the floor. Korn- my best friend that teases the shit and is an asshole to Wai on purpose has kissed Wai?! I mean I could feel his attraction to Wai, but damn I did not expect him to make a move so soon!I will have to question him about it later. He has a lot more confidence than me. I pick up Pran's phone, luckily it is not cracked. I place it back on the table and I leave the bag with things on the table. Then I look for sticky notes, and see some with (:) and I grab a pen to write on it that these are his to use.  

I push back some of his black hairs and I ask him in a quiet voice, "why do you always have to pull me back in when I'm about to leave?" I get up to leave and lock the door behind me.  

"I think I need to get myself a drink", but then Paa will kill me if she smells any sort of alcohol on me. Why does she have to have the nose of a dog?  I should probably ask Ink for advice on how I should handle this. She is the only one that will know everything that I have been going through. 

I call her asking her is she can meet up with me, because I need all of the advice and support that I can get right now. My head is all messed up again thanks to Pran.

***** 

Wai's P.O.V: 

I go back to my dorm after running all over all the god damn fucking floors of the entire dorm building. Everyone will probably hate me for knocking on all their doors to try to see if Korn was in there, so that I could beat him up. But they all refused me! 

"I swear I am going to kill that son of a bitch!" I exclaim out loud as I enter my dorm to see Pran sleeping in a red tanktop. Oh, that is right- he did tell me that he barfed and he changed himself. I'm a shitty ass friend for leaving him alone, and having him take care of himself when he is so unwell.  I place a blanket over him, and I put a pillow under his head so that he can sleep comfortably. I go back to my own bed and sleep on it. 

*****  

Pran's P.O.V: 

I wake up with a terrible headache. It feels as if someone is stabbing my head over, and over again!  

"Wake up sleepyhead! I am amazed that you managed to buy yourself all of this stuff when you were drunk." Wai says as he gives me a bottle of what must be hangover medicine. I gulp it down.  

"I don't remember buying anything last night, or even going out." I say as I squint at a bag qith one of my sticky notes. I grab the sticky note and notice that it is not my handwriting! 

"This looks like..." 

"Like what? That is your hand writing when you are drunk. Geez, Pran! You are such a goody two shoes that you don't even know that your hand writing gets sloppy when you are drunk. Well, mine is sloppy all the time, but it is worse when I am drunk haha." He rubs the back of his neck in embarrassment. 

No, I am certain I could recognize this handwriting from anywhere... it is PAT'S! PAT WAS HERE?! WHAT WAS HE DOING HERE?! I want to scream but I know that Wai will kill him if I say that Pat might have been here. I quickly grab my phone to go through my calls and see that I called Pat a million times last night!  

I place my face into my hands, "Wai, you love me right?" 

"Yeah! Of course I do! We are ride or dies!" 

"Then, you would do anything for me?" 

"Of course! It's bro code!" 

"Then, can you kill me right here- right now?" 

"Oooh I cannot do that for you. I will do almost anything except for that!" 

UGH! I want to go jump off a roof! How will I face Pat? I probably was not in my best state! If only I could remember what happened...