𝘑𝘖𝘚𝘏𝘋𝘜𝘉 𝘟 𝘙𝘌𝘌𝘒𝘐𝘋

Drunk

⚠️contains slur⚠️

Ant POV:

Morning couldn't have come as slow as it was. For some reason only now was I beginning to regret how I've been acting recently. Was I flirting with Josh? What in the fuck was going on with me? Why have I been acting like this?

I sighed, it was still dark outside but I couldn't stand being in this bed next to him any longer. So I got up and dragged my feet out of the room into his bathroom. I decided I would have a shower, so I did. It was soothing, the warm water. It made me forget about everything that had been happening.

I really wasn't sure why I was feeling this way. It honestly made me worry. But I soon just chose to leave it, leave that thought away from me, for a while. Only until it somehow came up... If it ever did.

I finished my shower, and got out. I reached for the nearest white towel and dried myself.
Only when I was starting at myself, disgusted, did I realize that I had no clothes. They were all in my room or either dirty. And I just had a shower... I'm not getting into some dirty-ass clothes.

I hoped Josh wasn't awake already, for he would most likely end up seeing a half-naked 17year old. And in my experience... that's not a pretty sight.

The door creaked when I softly opened it. Fuck. I really was hoping that Josh was still asleep... I moved silently, clutching my towel tightly around my waist. Once at the door, I opened it and quickly slipped out. Thank god. I didn't wake him.

I made my way down Josh's stairs and walked down the hall to my room, sighing heavily once I made it, shutting the door behind me.

What is going on with me?

I sighed again, taking a step over to my closet and taking out the first thing I saw. An over-sized shirt with a pair of boxers.

I tried to get the thought of Josh out of my head, but that was quite difficult... I'd be living with him indefinitely for the next six months. There was a feeling in my stomach that I couldn't excuse. It was sickening. I hated that thought. A thought that I never thought would ever enter my mind.

Did I like Josh?

My mind was roaming everywhere until I could barely think.

I sighed, walking out of my room, feeling more tired than ever and walking into the kitchen, not really knowing what I was going to do. It was only around five in the morning, so there wasn't really anything to do. Not that there is ever.

The moon was still slightly glowing at this hour, so I could still see without turning the lights on.

I walked around the island - while searching the cupboards. I soon landed on a locked one - only it wasn't locked. I stared at it for some time before opening it and seeing a whole arrange of different bottles of wine - whiskey and many more types of alcohol.

I sighed, already feeling disappointed in myself. Maybe drinking would get my mind off of... things?

Soon I opened the cupboard more, then taking out the largest bottle of - something - and taking a long sip of it. It was bitter. And felt like it was attacking the back of my throat, but I liked it. I took another drink.

My feet stumbled as I made my way to the lounge room. A lazy and intoxicated thud went throughout the room as I fell face first into the couch - bottle still in hand.

I groaned as the light hit my eyes. This time of morning already? Wait- shit. Josh will see me! And like this?! Fuck.

The bottle clanked loudly when I 'subtly' hid it under the lounge. And trying to look not as drunk as I am when Josh rounded the corner and caught sight of me. "Oh, hey Ant. Morning. Hey- um I was wondering if you had seen my va-" he stared at me longer. And my heart beat sped up my a mile.

"Are you DRUNK?!"

"No." I chuckled blankly. That wasn't convincing. Nope, it wasn't.

The older man walked over to me and angrily pulled the bottle half full of alcohol from under the couch and glared at me.

"Ant. How the FUCK, did you get this?" Josh yelled angrily, stepping towards me with a scowl.

I scoffed, laying back down and staring at the roof, I felt so... I felt nothing. "It's kind of your fault. you didn't lock the cupboard."

Then without another word, the other walked off, looking as if he could - he would be on fire from anger. I sighed, taking my eyes off from him and back to the ceiling. Was this my fault? Shit. I have to talk with him...

After a few minutes I walked down the hall and towards the kitchen where I guessed he could've went. Once there - I saw him. Vape in hand and drinking that bottle like the end of the world was coming tomorrow. I walked up to him, but he still had that scowl so I chose to stay at a safe distance - not that I thought Josh would hurt me or anything-....

"Um... Josh-? Look I'm sorry... I-I was just..." I began trailing off. I didn't know what to say. Oh hey Josh! Sorry I drank and stuff... I was just trying to forget that I have some weird-fucking huge crush on you! Nope. That wouldn't work. 

I stepped forward again - hoping to maybe grab the vape or alcohol to stop him from doing something that would fuck up his perfect body even more. Wait- Oh my god... Shut up Ant.

Another step and I reached for the bottle, it was nearly empty and Josh looked as if he had spaced out so I took this opportunity to cease it.

Once it was in my hand did Josh actually fully realize what had happened, and he snapped. He was yelling. Louder than I had ever heard him before. He was actually angry... And not playful. he was black out drunk with a bad fucking mood.

The curses and slurs coming from his mouth I could barely stand. I couldn't move. I just stood there staring at this rage. I knew he wouldn't hurt me, well, physically. But I still wouldn't suspect anything less then full-force yelling.

I managed in that time to put away the bottle and take away his vape all while he was red-faced and screaming at me. He breathed heavily, getting ready to scream in my face once more. I don't think he thought of anything of what he was saying while saying it. Just the heat of the moment.

And in that heat of the moment he called me a worthless faggot. Something that would never be loved and that my parents caused their own car crash. I tried not to listen as I walked away to my room. Only now I noticed there was a lock, I used it.

Time felt like it moved slow as I sunk to the floor and tears fell out of my eyes like a hundred mini waterfalls. I didn't feel drunk anymore. So I guess that was good. But what I would give to forget this day.

Josh POV:

I'm standing outside Ant's door, breathing heavily and wishing I was dead. I didn't say that. I couldn't have. But I did. What the fuck am I going to do...

"Fuck..."