(Mia's POV)
I get a message from Reece at about midnight telling me to pick char up from the nursery after the work party. "I'll be there ASAP" I text back quickly before grabbing my coat, shoes and car keys and leaving the house. I speed to the nursery as fast as I can. Reece is already outside in the car park to greet me. "Thanks for coming Mia, Char's inside I think she's in the ladies she wasn't feeling too great," Reece says. "Alright thank you," I say before running inside. I head straight to the bathroom. "Sweetheart," I say knocking on one of the stall doors. I hear the Char throwing up from the far left stall. "Mia?" She mumbles. "Sweetheart Reece said you weren't feeling too great I've come to pick you up." "Thank you," Char groans before opening the door. Her eyeliner is running all over her face and her hair is a mess but she still somehow looks beautiful.
"I'm sorry you have to see me like this," Char groans clutching the toilet seat. "Sweetheart you're fine you always look hot," I say reaching out for her hand. "Look you can't stay like this all night let's get you home," I say. Char grabs my hand and I pull her up off the floor and walk her out of the bathroom. Charlotte limps as I pull her through the corridor and into the car park. "Watch your step their sweetheart," I say. "You really are drunk aren't you let's get you in the car."
I help her into the car seat and fasten her seatbelt before I fasten mine and start the car. "We're going back to mine alright I need to make sure you're safe," I say driving off. "Mia I'm really not that drunk," Char says. "Really," I laugh. "You call hugging the toilet seat for dear life and barely being able to walk not that drunk?" Char rolls her eyes cutely.
As soon as we get home I undo Char's seatbelt and carry her inside. "Alright sweetheart let's get you upstairs then I'm getting you a glass of water," I say carrying her upstairs. I gently lay her on the bed before going downstairs to fill up a glass of water. I carry the water back up the stairs and open my bedroom door to find Char still curled up on my bed, barely moving a muscle. "Here's your water sweetheart," I say leaving the glass on the bedside table and sitting on the bed. "Look it's 1:30am sweetheart," I say turning over to glance at the time. "I think we'd better get ready for bed. Here I'll help you." I go to my draw and pick out a spare pair of pyjama shorts and a baggy t-shirt for Char.
I take my hands down the back of her tight red dress and unclip her bra before sliding if off gently. "Lift your arms up for me sweetheart," I say. Char just about finds the strength to lift her arms above her head so I can pull her dress over her head from the bottom. I hear a soft moan escape her lips as I pull the dress over her head. "Can you really not let me undress you without getting turned on?" I tease. "Is the pope catholic?" Char mumbles back. "I'm sorry you're just really beautiful tonight I can't help it," she says slurring her words, struggling to form a sentence. I roll my eyes teasingly before taking my hands down her waist and slowly pulling her underwear down. She moans slightly louder as my fingers touch the edges of her underwear.
I grab the pile of pyjamas I left on the floor to get her dressed but before I can even attempt to put shorts on her, Char pulls me in and kisses me heavily, using every last ounce of her breath. I can taste the reminiscence of alcohol on her tongue which turns me on even more. She grabs onto my hair and pulls it hard as she kisses me even deeper. She lets hands wander my body, sliding down my waist and up my back slowly. I slip my knee between her thighs and push it in between her legs. She has to stop to catch her breath as I do. I start kissing her neck slowly which makes her gasp for air even more until she runs out of breath completely. She grabs back onto my hair, pulling it even harder as I continue to kiss her all over her neck and chest.
"Sweetheart we need to get you dressed ok," I say pulling away slightly. "But this feels so good," Char mumbles. "Char I really think that you'd feel better if you..." I start. "Mia please," Char groans. I pull myself away slightly in shock. "Char did you just...beg me to do it to you?" I whisper. "I did," Char says grabbing both my wrists and pulling me towards her before putting both my hands on her hips. "Ok then sweetheart," I say slowly. "If I do the thing you really want me to do, do you promise me you'll get some rest like a good girl." Char nods desperately. "I promise. Mia please," she groans.
