accidental [n.s]

10-Cerebrum

Harry: i feel like someone is stabbing my cerebrum repeatedly

Me: you were pretty wasted

Harry: how do you know?

Me: You have a lovely voice Harold.

Harry: what..?

Me: you belted out the lyrics to 102 and Fallingforyou. I feel flattered that you dedicated them to me.

Harry: this is worse than asking you to sext me

Me: it was cute

Harry: oh?

Harry: I'm calling you again

Me: ok

I see his face flashing on my screen.

"Are you going to sing again?" I answer

"No. I took some Advil and I'm still feeling dead." His voice sounds even better when he's not slurring.

"You were wrecked. How much did you drink?"

"I took about 4 shots and a couple beers for everything to set in."

"So you're a lightweight?"

"Am not!"

I scoff.

"It's nice to know you're a cute drunk." I smile

"Been known for a cuddly one as well. What kind of drunk are you?" I could hear his smile.

"I'd rather you find that out when I call you drunk." I bite my lip.

"Why is that Niall?" He asks

"Because the surprise is always nice."