After Forever & Ever

After Never Chapter 9

Hardin

"Another round!!" Zed yells motioning around the table.

Which the last round was probably too much...and should have been our last. 

"Can I get a water too?" I ask the server before she leaves our table.

"Sure thing sweetheart." She replies touching my shoulder.

We decided to stop for a drink after the studio tonight. Celebrating all the streams I have gotten on my song, and the meeting I have in LA next week...Only A drink has turned into several and I know personally I've been over served and I'm ready to go home. Also, all the shots we have taken haven't helped.

And if we didnt run into Steph, Tristan, Molly and Jace...we probably would have left already...

I'm quiet with everyone....I just want to go home and go to bed. I have barely slept all week, and my bed sounds really fucking good right now.

"Zed I'm leaving after this drink." I tell him.

"Can't hang anymore Hardin?" Molly interjects grabbing my arm.

"I guess not." I reply as I grab the drink our server just set down, and chug it down.

"Dude...let's go." I say looking at Zed as I stand up, I also grab the water the server brought...not that it will help at this point.

Standing up I can tell I'm more fucked up than I thought. Fuck.

"C'mon man, let me finish my drink and then we will go." He replies.

I sit back down annoyed...continuing to sip my water. And ignoring Molly who keeps trying to talk to me.

The server comes back to the table, "Another round!" Zed yells again.

"I'm fucking leaving dude." I say as I get up pissed off....

I get out of the door, and Zed is right behind me.

"Hardin!, Hardin!" He keeps yelling and I keep walking...

"Give me your keys." I tell him when I finally turn around.

"I can drive, I'm fine." He tells me.

I give him a look...because again I know I'm not fine. I can barely walk straight let alone drive.

"I'm good I promise!" He says again hugging around my neck.

"You sure you're good?" I question knowing I'm not.

"Yea for sure...you have always been a lightweight. I have a much higher tolerance than you....I'm more than good." He tells me...which I don't know if that's true, but right now I'm hoping it is.

"Alright let's just get out of here. I'm fucking tired." I tell him...plus we're only a few blocks away from the frat. If he didn't come out I was probably going to walk.

We get to his car and get in. He puts the key in and his music starts blasting. I immediately turn it down.

"Why did you turn that off, that was such a good song." He says as he turns it back up and backs out of the parking spot.

I don't feel like arguing so I let him keep it turned up.

It's fucking wonderwall by Oasis. Which don't get me wrong I love oasis. But I don't love Zed singing it at the top of his lungs. Especially when he fucking sucks at singing. He's been hitting the drums a lot lately in the studio and is not bad at drums...I even let him play on a couple of tracks. But singing...no. He's fucking terrible.

Next thing I know all I'm seeing is lights.

"Zed!" I yell as headlights are coming at me and I notice the red light in front of us.