𝙴𝙿𝙷𝙴𝙼𝙴𝚁𝙰𝙻 𝙳𝚁𝙴𝙰𝙼𝚂 ♡

𝐃𝐫𝐮𝐧𝐤 (𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝟐)

"Are you okay?" H/n clears his throat again.

"I'm not." You shurg off his question by picking up a vodka shot from the table.

"Well, then you can talk to me about it." He passes a reassuring smile.

"Why are you boys always like this?" You tsk at his common expression.

"Like, what?" He asks for confirmation.

"Like... you guys are the strongest and smartest and we are the weaker ones; like y-you'll provide a shoulder to cry on and then leave us like we didn't matter at all." You blurt your inner voice out.

'Did I ever do something like that?' Your confused state certainly gets H/n wondering why the hell he even played along.

"You know the... Adrian guy?" You click your tongue.

"He's my ex. We broke up seven months ago. And all he had to say was 'okay' after I told him that it was over between us." You scoff mid-sentence just to pull another drink to your side.

"I caught him red handed, cheating on me with MY bestfriend. Like man, seriously? And he says it was my fault that I couldn't be enough." You scoff at the bitterness of the scene that came to your mind when you saw your loving boyfriend kissing Shyla.

H/n didn't know how to respond, so he just kept staring at you and listening to your shitty backstory.

"That jerk. I loved him so much! But he broke my trust and then, when I started to move on, he accused me of sleeping with other guys just 'cause I was sweet with them." You look at H/n silently nodding his head.

"He bullied me in university and even insulted me before every organism over there!" You sip onto another glass.

"You know what, I should just kill that bastard for ruining my life! I will kill him!!" You get up from the couch and weakly walk towards Adrian when H/n pulls you in and you fall back onto his sturdy body.

"Y/N Stop!" He says, holding you still.

"What? Am I embarrassing you too now?" You sarcastically chuckle when he says, "You're just too drunk to kill someone right now. Don't do things you'll regret later."

"And why do you care? Do you even know me so much to go that far?" You ask, the sight in front of you swinging due to the intoxicated effect of alcohol.

"As far as I know, you should go home now." He says in a serious tone.

"Home?" Your lips curved into a smile as you remember a song.

"They say home is where the heart is...But that's not where mine lives!" You start drunk singing as H/n helplessly carries you to his car.

"You know I love a London Boy I enjoy walking-" you stop abruptly as he puts you on the passenger seat and buckles your seat belt.

"I was really in love with a London Boy. Adrian." You pass a low chuckle with a smug over your face.

"But are you a London Boy, H/n?" You look at the blurry scene and start singing again. "I enjoy walking Brixton, Shoreditch in the afternoon. He likes my American smile like a child when-"

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[TIME SKIPS]

You wake up feeling lightheaded. The alcohol swirling in your stomach urges you to go to the washroom but you somehow refrain, as lazy as you are.

However, after some time you run to the washroom as the pee was uncontrollable at this point.

You're finally relieved and wash your face when you realize that this wasn't your bathroom. Bewildered, you go check out the room and not so to your surprise, you weren't at your place.