A/N: hey guys :)
I know my updates are inconsistent but Ngl it's just college + depression so I meannn. Yeah. Anyways I hope you all enjoy 💗
I'm not sure how I got into Brandon's car. Hell, I dont even remember leaving the club.
"Ettie" I hear Brandon say "you okay?". I nod and try to pull myself together. It's been a while since I've been this drunk and I forgot that it has downsides.
I can feel the burn in my throat and my breathing staggering. Not good. I fucking hate that feeling. It always reminds me of high school when I would get high and try to convince people I was sober, yet the breathing always makes the process ten times harder.
I rub my eyes and point the AC vents so that they're getting enough cool air on my face. "Uh yeah..." I nod and close my eyes "just really tired I guess".
I feel like a bad friend for getting so drunk on Arny's birthday. Im sure he doesn't mind, but that doesn't stop the guilt I feel from it.
"I feel like I'm on fire" I look at Brandon and frown "I feel like shit". To my surprise he laughs at me. I don't know why I find it that shocking honestly. Brandon isnt exactly the type to hold in his laughter. That's actually one of the things I love about him. He doesn't hide his emotions.
"No brandon I'm serious. Pull over" i roll down the window to try and get some fresh air until Brandon parks on the side of the road. I feel so sick and can feel how nauseous the alcohol I previously drank has made me.
As soon as the car is parked I open the passenger side door and retch until I feel all the shots I previously took at the club exit from my mouth. I feel Brandon's hands gently hold my hair back as I vomit, keeping it out of the way. I feel the sting of hot tears in the corner of my eyes before they fall down my cheeks and reach my chin. One of Brandon's hands slowly rubs my back, calming me down once I stop throwing up.
I can feel his hand leaving my back as he reaches for a napkin and hands it to me. "Thank you" I force a small smile and use it to wipe my mouth. "That didn't feel good" I softly chuckle.
"Yeah," Brandon nods "didn't look so fun" he smiles softly at me and gently kisses my forehead "let's get you hope Cosette"
