Too close to the stars

06

It was the second time this night that I've said this phrase. I can't find a way to catch a break.

"What's my problem? You're the one who nearly cried before and is now so drunk she can't stand straight", he countered.

So he noticed my watery eyes, but nothing more. That's good to hear.

"Okay, and now? What does that concern you?", I tried to say without mumbling.

He didn't answer, however, I saw his fists balling.

"Let's go", he said through gritted teeth.

I was baffled.

"Where?", I asked, "Why?"

"To get you home. First of all, because you're massively drunk, and second, because your friend, Anna or so, told me to get you home safe."

"Joanne", I mumbled.

"What?"

"Her name is Joanne", I repeated.

"Right, however, Ricciardo was already passed out at that time and I seem to be the only one she knew", he explained himself with annoyance in his voice.

"Then call me a cab and I'm good to go."

My body was already shivering from the cold air.

"I'm not driving in a cab."

"Well, it's not for you, you see."

"I don't care. She said to get you home safe, and that's what I'll do. So come on, let's go."

At that point, I started walking in the direction I had walked a few hours before.

"What are you doing?"

"I'm walking home since I can't get a cab."

I didn't stop walking and he followed me soon after.

"Yeah, but I have a car and we're going by that."

"Nope, never gonna do that again."

"Oh, get over yourself", he rolled his eyes.

"Jerk!", I cursed.

I abruptly stopped in my tracks and turned around to face him. Unfortunately, he wasn't paying attention to what I was doing and we bumped into each other.

"What the fuck are you doing?!", he exclaimed.

"Watch where you're going!", I told him, but he just threw his hands in defeat in the air.

"It's fucking 3am in the morning!"

"However, I wanted to ask you if you could look if we're going in the right direction. I don't have my phone on me", I added.

He let out a loud sigh and started to look it up on his phone.

"Where do you live?", he asked.

I took his phone out of his hand, without him being able to argue, and put the location in.

"Looks like we're right", I said, handing him his phone back.

"That's an hour away!", he exclaimed in disbelief.

"A cab looks perfect right now, doesn't it?", I jokingly remarked.

"Start walking, Kuku", he replied with a mischievous grin.

"Go fuck yourself!"

"Oh, you'd like that, wouldn't you."

And with that, I started walking without giving him any more attention.