Christmas Confession (Schlattbur)

Christmas Confession, (Part 7).

Time skip, (7:43pm, the party).

Wilbur's POV.

I sat in the chair on the left side of the couch. Drinking some red wine, I'm not sure how many I've had. Phil, Kristen, James, Jack, and some other friends, including Schlatt are playing Charades. Most of us are drunk, including myself. Surprisingly Schlatt's only had one drink. Kristen is sober because she plans on driving some of the others back home. I sit chatting with Kristen, she keeps laughing at me. Probably because I'm slurring my words. I can't help but stare at Schlatt, my face feels hot. I can't help but giggle. He looks so pretty, I want to cuddle with him, and kiss him. He keeps ignoring me and talking to the others, which pisses me off. He should be paying attention to me, It's not fair! I pull my lets to my chest and huff angrily. I hear Kristen laugh at me. "Don't laugh at me Kristen." I slur out angrily. "Then why are you pouting for no reason?" Kristen asks me. I put my head down. "Princess is ignoring me..." I mumble out drunkenly. "Princess?" She questions. I look up slightly and point at Schlatt. Kristen laughs. "I don't think he's ignoring you Wil." She states with a chuckle. "He's just being a good host and tending to the guests." She adds, a soft tone in her voice. I scoff. "Well he should be paying attention to me, and only me." I mumble angrily, clearly drunk as fuck. "Jealous much Will?" Kristen asks, with a chuckle. "Shut up." I respond, embarrassed. I put my head back down. Kristen laughs.

Time skip, (9:30pm).

Kristen brough Phil and some of the other friends home. Schlatt left me to bring James and Jack home, so I'm here by myself. I tried to get Schlatt to stay but he didn't listen. My legs are pressed to my chest. Tears run down my face. I snuffle and put my head down. Suddenly I hear the door open. I quickly look up to see Schlatt. Schlatt shuts the door and takes off his Jacket, hangs it up. "Johnathan." I mumble drunkenly. "Oh Wil, why you crying?" He asks. Instantly coming over to me and putting his hand on my cheeks, wiping away my tears. I feel my face heat up. "You left me." I mumble, drunkenly, and sniffle. Schlatt smiles softly and chuckles. "I think your done drinking for the night." He says, taking my glass of mine from the table. "No, give me." I whine and go to reach for my drink. "No, I don't think so." He says. "Your mean." I mumble and cross my arms. "And your drunk as fuck." He says with a chuckle. I grumble in response. "Normally I wouldn't care how much you drink but I'd like you not deal with you hung over tomorrow." Schlatt says sweetly, putting my glass in the sink. He comes over to me. "Why are you still crying?" He asks. "Because..." I mumble, "Your so sweet to me, and I'm such a arsehole..." I continuer to slur out, "And and..." I slur as more tear fall down my cheeks. "Relax Wil." Schlatt says, a concerned look on his face, putting his hands back on my cheeks wiping away the tear. I can't help but let out a sob. "What is wrong William?" He asks softly. "I...I..." I stutter drunkenly. Schlatt moves his hands of my face. "Wil?" He asks. I look away for a moment before looking him in the eyes. "I..." I mumble, tears running down my face. "I LOVE YOU!" I Yell, drunkenly.

____________________________________Auther's note.

I've never been drunk before so sorry if the description is wrong.