Colby Brock Imagines 2

You're Drunk

"Princess."

Colby laughed through the phone.

"It's not funny."

I mumbled.

"There's a guy behind me, trying to talk to me."

"Baby that's me. You told me to come pick you up, remember?"

"I did?"

"Yes, you did, my love."

i slowly turned around, meeting Colby deep blue eyes.

"It is you!"

I beamed excitedly. Colby laughed.

"Wanna hang up now babe?"

I shook my head.

"I don't wanna leave you all alone of the call."

Colby can't help but come over and took me in his arms, hanging the call up himself.

"How many drinks have you had?"

"Your face in pretty."

I tell him as a hiccup slipped past my lips. He smiled, his eyes scanning my face.

"A lot. Got it. And thanks for the compliment."

"Do you love me?"

I ask him.

"Of course, i do."

"Even when i'm old and wrinkly?"

"Even if you didn't exist.

"You're so silly." I giggle.

He shook his head and walked with me in his arms.

"We're getting you to bed."

"Noooo! I'm not sleepy."

I whined.

"We can cuddle."

I look at him and scratch my head.

"Wow. its like magic. Suddenly, i'm really sleepy."

I then fake yawned.

He laughed as he set me in the car and buckled me in. I grabbed his shirt and tugged on it before he could walk away.

"You sure you love me?"

He kissed my nose and paused for a second.

"I'd tear my heart out of my chest before it beats for a heart that isn't yours."