How To Stay Afloat (BxB)

Chapter 156: Drunk adventures lead to sober misunderstandings

I thought now that Carla, Harry and Laura are gone it would be awkward with just Austin, Adam and me at the table.

But it's not. The two of them have been playing this stupid game for a while now. Their concentrated faces slowly turn into laughter as they keep hitting each other's knuckles while I just watch them, sipping on my own drink.

Is it weird that right now that dream pops up in my head yet again? Fuck. I must be really drunk to let my mind wander back to that freaking dream I had about Adam.

I lean back in my chair, exhaling loudly. I'm allowed to have those fantasies. It's just in my mind after all. It's not like I'm cheating.

Why does Adam have to look so freaking good? I'm in love with Austin. What the fuck is wrong with me?

Their knuckles are gonna be blue tomorrow if they keep hitting each other as hard. I should have never brought up the game.

But I like it. I've never seen them interact like this. Maybe we can all be friends someday.

Or maybe something else.

I watch Austin concentrated face as his eyes are fixated on Adam's attacking hand.

He looks so freaking good.

And Adam. He's biting down on his lower lip as he tries to suppress his smile as he hits Austin's hand yet again.

Fuck. The alcohol is making me remember all the times I made out with Adam.

I gulp the drink down and then slide over the next one from the tray.

I'll just have one more drink and then I'll sober up and by the time we'll leave I'll be fine.

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"When did you even drink all that?" Austin asks as we stumble outside, Austin holding me up while Adam holds the door of the bar open for us.

"You just constantly played this stupid game, what was I supposed to do all alone? It's not like I had anything else to do." I defend myself.

All I did was drink and gawk at both of them.

"It is possible to play it with three people." Adam points out.

"Let's just get you home." Austin says and I nod my head frantically.

I don't really notice anything around me. I just concentrate on setting one foot in front of the other as we walk down the street, my arm over Austin's shoulder. I feel nauseous from all the alcohol.

"No, you just stand in a circle and each hand is facing one of the two others." Adam explains as I listen to them.

"Like, you can decide who to attack?" Austin asks.

"Yeah."

"And how do you then decide who's turn it is?" Austin asks.

"The same way? What do you mean?" Adam answers.

I can't believe they have been discussing this stupid knuckle game for so long now.

And why the hell is Adam still here? We're already walking home. Is he gonna walk all the way to his grandparents' house? It's at least forty minutes from here if he keeps walking at that speed.

"Nah, just twice a week." I can hear Adam say as I start listening to their conversation yet again.

I think I'm kind of blacking out. Everytime I look around we are somewhere else, everytime I listen their topic has already changed.

"You looked good before that, too." Austin says. "You always were kinda athletic."

"Yeah and you looked like an emo kid back then." Adam says. "With your freakingly skinny jeans and your ridiculous bangs."