I'm leaving',
I yelled quite intoxicated, Paul immediately ran towards me,
'baby I can not let you go home by yourself like this',
Paul said grabbing my shoulders, I smiled at my boyfriend,
'don't worry Walker I will be fine',
I slurred out opening the door, Paul quickly shut the door,
'I would feel much better if you would just let me drive or even walk you home',
Paul said, he grabbed my sides trying to keep me standing up straight as I was beginning to fall over, Paul began to laugh,
'okay I think it is a little bit late to take you home now you can just spend the night here',
Paul said, I slowly nodded my head not to sure what he was saying. Paul picked me up and placed me over his shoulder,
'baby if you need to puke let me know so you don't puke on me',
Paul said make sure he was able to move with me on his shoulder,
'okay Walker',
I said after I did I had a small hiccup from the alcohol,
'you okay back there baby?',
Paul asked me as we began to walk down to his room, I slapped his ass signifying that I was fine. We finally reached his room and he slowly placed me on his bed,
'Paul can we go get taco bell',
I yelled quickly sitting up which was a mistake as I then felt some of the alcohol I had consumed rise from my stomach. Paul went to push me back onto the bed but saw what was about to happen,
'bathroom please!',
Paul yelled not really wanting to have to clean up my vomit, I quickly ran to the bathroom joined to his room and only just made it to the toilet before puking. Paul quickly followed me to the bathroom and began to hold my hair back so it was out of the way,
'you still want taco-bell?',
Paul asked beginning to laugh, I quickly gave him the finger before puking again.
