5SOS Imagines vol. 2

When You're Drunk-LH

YOUR POV

The room was spinning. I had way too much to drink, but I was having fun. Now, how the hell do I get home? I was drunk, but not drunk enough to ask someone at the club for a ride.

Just as I thought of a way to get back home, I heard my name being called. I turned to see a tall figure with blonde hair. As he came closer, I realized it was my boyfriend, Luke.

"(y/n)," he said, his voice not very friendly. "What the hell?"

"Hi, Lukey," I slurred, running my finger over his bicep. "What are you doing here?"

"I came to take you home. The bartender called."

"How did he even get your number?"

"Apparently you left your phone open on the bar. And you have me saved as 'Boyfriend Luke' so that's that. C'mon. Let's go and we will talk about this at home."

"But I'm having fun," I shouted.

"Yeah, well your idea of fun is destructive and I'm cutting you off."

"Destructive?"

"From what the bartender told me, you have broken four pilsner glasses, knocked over two martinis, and broke the back of a chair. And from seeing how you are drunk, I'd believe it. Now let's go," he said and took hold of my arm, dragging me out to the car.

"You're such a buzzkill," I told him.

"I'm trying to keep you safe. Now get in the car."

I glared at him, but did as told. I stayed silent the whole ride back. I had a bad day at work and I wanted to have fun to forget about it. But it looks like that was wrong. At least according to Luke.

When we got home, I went up to our room, not accepting any help from him. He didn't follow when I refused to be walked upstairs. Once I changed, I got into bed and started to fall asleep. I heard Luke come up and put something down on the table next to my side of the bed. Probably a glass of water. I acted like I was asleep to avoid arguing.

I heard him sigh, then felt him brush a piece of hair off my face. "What am I going to do with you," he muttered. I then felt the bed dip and his arm drape over my waist. Then real sleep took over me.

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I woke the next morning with a raging headache. I sat up slowly and made myself get up to shower. The hot water felt nice, however I did take a while to wash my hair because it was extra heavy with the headache.

When I was finally out, I sat back down on the bed and drank the water that Luke had left for me last night. I decided to lay back down, my head starting to spin.

Luke came in and took his spot on the bed. He looked down at me and asked,"How does your head feel?"

"Hurts," I mumbled. "I'm a fucking idiot," I said, putting myself down like I always do.

"No, you're not. And I apologize if I made you feel that way last night, but the drunk you is very stubborn. I don't know what else to do other than to be strict." I looked away, unable to meet his gaze. "You texted me saying you were going out with the girls. But when I got there I didn't see a single person you knew. Why did you lie to me, (y/n)?"

I sighed and said, "I had a bad day at work, and I just wanted to get my mind off of it."

"By getting drunk?"

"Well... yeah..."

"Babe, if you drown out every bad day you have with alcohol, it creates problems. You'll become addicted to it and it can cause internal damage."

"I know... I'm sorry, Luke." 

"Next time you have a bad day, come to me and talk about it. That's why I'm here, okay?" I nodded my head. Luke kissed my lips softly. "Do you want me to make you something to eat?"

"No... I think I'll just go back to sleep."

"Alright," he said and stood up. "Do you need anything?"

I nodded and said, "You." He looked at me confused a bit.

"Are you suggesting..."

"No? No, I'm not horny. I'm too hungover to think about sex. Will you just lay with me?"

Luke gave me a smile and said, "Sure." He laid down with me and I rested my head on his chest, falling asleep to the soothing sound of his heart beating.