Mialotte: Eternal Sweethearts

6. Make up at our bar

A/N: Dear gosh guys that 'Marjoreece' kiss photo is CRAZY hot... Reece's hand on Marj's bum holding her up (ouuuuf) #needthat but equally it was kind of weird seeing them so sensual though, like watching your parents kiss lol. I don't know why! Super excited to write this chapter. A lot of you wanted it. Please, as usual, refrain from reading if alcohol and adult material affect you. (2148 words)

Prompt: A continuation of Chapter "4. Losing the one" If you haven't, please read this before, for context. Charlotte is wasted at a bar. Mia is worried for her, but how does she know where her beloved Char is?

The bar's dim lighting felt like a cocoon, a sanctuary from the chaos of her day. Charlotte's thoughts were a swirling haze, her emotions numb from the alcohol coursing through her veins. She glanced at her phone, the missed calls from Mia blurring into a meaningless jumble. Why did everything have to be so complicated?

I mean 13 missed calls at that. Even the bartender was shocked at how much Charlotte managed to drink. He was surprised there wasn't some sort of major casualty already. He urged Charlotte to stop drinking and ended up using the right to refuse the service to her. You could tell Charlotte was pissed off. She enjoyed the deep warmth the alcohol gave her. The feeling as the liquid seeped down her throat and the way her body physically heated up. Spreading through your chest. It was also the perfect escape from reality, which she really needed, especially today. 

Charlotte gave in and decided she couldn't mentally nor physically handle any more arguments, so she asked the bartender for some lemonade. She loved lemonade, it reminded her of good days. When the sun was shining and trips to the beach were a must. The bartender was praying it would sober her up. He didn't know if he could help her out of the bar in this state she was in.

God heard his prayers. Amelia Roberts strutted in, eyes on lock for her sweetheart. She was infuriated. She could only see red. Charlotte was sure lucky that Mia promised to never disrespect her, if she was anyone else, she would get a fistful and a lot of strongly worded language. On further inspection, Charlotte would still get the strongly worded language, but Mia always respected Char, no matter how tough things got. She vowed it her personal duty to never mistreat Charlotte. Mia was fine mistreating anyone else, they didn't matter to her. Char meant everything to her. Fuck's sake, asserting her dominance was so much harder with Charlotte because she cared about her.

Char had turned around to hop off the bar stool she was barely conscious on, she managed to just about keep her balance. Like any other drunk, the world was spinning around her. One thing was off... she saw a figure standing right in her face. A familiar splodge. A tint of red? Whoever they were, they smelt very nice. "Mmmm" "What perfume is that?" "I- I" She let out a hiccup. "I looove it."

"Really Charlotte, a few drinks is all it takes, and you're asking women you don't even know what perfume they're wearing." Mia was trying to keep her calm, knowing her sweetheart had nothing but a clue who she was.

"Wha- what are you.. huh? My girlfriend is mad at me right now. Who- WHO are you?! I'm not flirting with you! I just wanted to know your- yooooour perfume. It smells soooooo good"

"Since when were we girlfriends? Sweetheart." Mia wanted to blush, she never knew Charlotte was so fond of her, she took a mental note to pop the question to Char in the near future.

The pet-name was all Charlotte needed to sober up. Fuck! Mia had found her... But how? She didn't tell anyone where she was going, except Reece?

"Uhhm I never said that, and Hi Mia~" Charlotte just about managed to slip her words out. Now more awake but certainly needed some more sobering up.

"Hello. Firstly, why did you choose to ignore my calls? Charlotte that's not fair. You don't talk to me all afternoon after you have your petty little go at me, you do not even bother so much so as to apologise. What the hell sweetheart. What has gotten into you? What have I done wrong?" Mia looks so... vulnerable it throws Char off completely. Her last few words sting.