My enemy since childhood

Chapter 92

"Come on Y/n! drink!" shouted people around me so i raised the glass to my mouth and with one quick movement i had swallowed the burning liquid.

"Holy shit!" i howled and coughed.

My throat burned deep and i felt my head spin but all i could do was laugh. Sure, i was drunk as hell but i had so much fun.

After mine and Thomas failed fucking session, i had poured myself more alcohol than i intended and it had gotten to the point where i didn't care anymore.

Maybe it was a little bit about Kylie sitting and provoking me all evening. I guess she hadn't said more stupid things than usual but just needed to be close to her. So, i can't stand her.

"One more, Y/n!" Jake shouted, handing me another shot.

"She's had enough, drink it yourself!" Thomas shouted but it was barely audible over the loud music but Jake just laughed.

I glanced at Thomas before taking the glass from Jake and downing the shot. Whatever it was, i had no idea. It was definitely the last one, i thought, feeling my eyes grow heavier while my head spun, worse than before. Fuck, i have to get out of here.

"Now....now i'm going" i slurred and tried to get up.

"No, don't go, we are having fun!" shouted a guy i never seen before. Only that was a sign that it was time to go.

Once i was on my feet i was close to falling back onto the sofa. I was definitely too drunk. I wobbled a few times before a strong arm grabbed my waist.

"Come on" Thomas said and took a firm hold of me which i was grateful for because i could barely feel my legs.

"Where....Brooke?"

"She went with Dylan an hour ago" he said and led me out to the hall.

"What? What a fucking bitch! She left me alone even though she knew i was drunk?" i said with a laugh.

"Not all alone love" he continued and helped me with the jacket.

"No, you are still here with me" i giggled.

"Yhat's right, i was thinking we would go to my place but it's closer to you and you don't have any clothes on, apart from the short dress."

"Mm, you like it, don't you?" i muttered righteously.

"Which one?"

"The dress of course!" i exclaimed, clinging to his arm as we emerged into the cold.

Damn, how cold it was and then i was still very drunk and hardly had any sensation left in my body.

"It's very sexy," he muttered and put his arm around my shoulders instead. Wait what? right, the dress.

"You....you are very sexy" i slurred with a laugh and wobbled.

"I have probably never seen you so drunk before" he said and i could see him shaking his head.

"Maybe not, it's not like we have been keeping track of each other."

"Maybe not" he muttered, as if he didn't want me to hear him. Um, okay mr. mysterious?

We continued to walk in silence, which was a good thing because i had to focus on putting one foot in front of the other, feet that ached more and more with each step i took.

It was probably luck that i was as drunk as i was, otherwise i would have probably frozen to death. Never that i would listen to Brooke again! it wasn't worth it, the dress and high heels in freezing temperatures? no thanks!