Chapter 15

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After we finished dancing. Peter ordered 3-4 beers and after that he was drunk like hell. I was a bit afraid about how he would be when he was drunk. But it turned out that he was astoundingly stupid when he was high.

I was wondering what to do when I saw him doing stupid moves on the dance floor, this caught my attention. I laughed like hell.

"hey" a guy came from behind me came and said.

"hi" I said.

"may I" he asked gesturing towards the chair.

"yeah sure" I said

"umm your aunt is in danger to prevent her from that you better come to this address soon" he handed me a paper on it was scribbled an address of New York.

"I need some more time" I said

"how much" he asked.

" a month" I said.

"that's a lot of time" he said.

"uh please" I said.

"alright Mavis" he said.

"just don't do anything shitty" he said.

"I wont" I said biting my lip to stop it from quivering.

"see you Mavis" he said.

And stood up walking towards the exit of the pub.

I looked towards the dance floor and there was Peter coming towards me. In fact stumbling.

"hey" he said.

"hi" I said

I was a bit glum and wanted something to make me happy.

"would you do me a favor" I asked him.

"yeah anything for my girl" he said.

My girl?

What does he mean? Should I ask him since he is drunk I don't think he will remember.

"do you love me?" I asked.

"yes you are my future girl and wait you also are my vanilla girl" he said.

"vanilla girl?" I asked.

"yup your hair smell like vanilla" he said smiling.

"okay? " I said.

I was deep in thoughts

" you wanted a favor from me" he said.

"yeah you see that hot girl over there. She loves it when someone throws water on her." I said.

"so? " he asked dumbly.

" so you dumbo you take this and splash some water over her." I said handing him the water bottle.

"what will I get in return. " he asked innocently.

" she might like you " I said.

" okay" he said and left.

I was watching him with full anticipation.

He walked quietly and stood behind her. He unscrewed the cap and splashed the water on her.

The girl Slapped him on the face twice, hard. Then grabbed her friend's hand and walked away cursing loudly.

Meanwhile I was dying with laughter.

"she didn't like me" he said making a pout.

This made me laugh even more. I mean he just got Slapped and all he cares about is that the girl didn't like him.

"okay let's get out of here." I said.

"okay" he agreed.

I led him out holding his hand tight before he does anything stupid again.
Once we reached the parking,

"throw me the keys" I told him.

"nope" he said folding his arms over his chest.

"look you aren't sober enough to drive so please let me" I said.

"no" he said.

Stubborn

" you are suppose to give it to me since I am your future girl" I said and smirked.

He made a pout.

"take care of my baby" he said.

And finally threw the keys to me.

"thanks" I said and sat.

I drove us to our apartments by the time we reached there. Peter was out.

"Peter wake up" I said and nudged him slightly.

I repeated this action five times before giving up and slapping him.

He didn't budge.

I looked for my hand bag and looked for....... A pepper spray.

His mouth was a bit open so I sprayed it inside his mouth.

"what the hell" he yelled and sat up immediately.

"you weren't waking up" I said.

"but still" he said and got out of the car stumbling towards the elevator.

He is still drunk.

I went in my room too and threw my bag in a corner got some comfortable clothes out and changed into them.

I was in the mood if watching a movie. So I went in the lounge there I saw Peter's car keys on the couch.

So I went over to his apartment.

I opened the door. It was unlocked so I walked in. Peter was asleep in  his room with his shoes on.

I put his shoes off and covered him with a blanket. I kissed him on the forehead and went back to my apartment.

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Hey guys! Another chapter hope you like it.
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Love,
Ayesha.

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