Staying With The Bad Boy For Two Months

Drunk In Love : 6

 "I've been, upside down. I don't wanna be the right way round. Can't find paradise on the ground." Be sure to watch the video while reading this. :)

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 As the daylight casually fell behind the crisp mountains, I took a soft breath and pulled my curtains together. I figured maybe I should call my parents. After unlocking my phone, I just smiled at my background. It made me wonder why he left so abruptly. How his eyes just faded into a darker shade of color, than usual. Like a grayish tint. Shrugging away the topic, I pulled the phone to my ear and listened to the dialing tone. 

"Sweety!" My mom's voice shouted. I chuckled, taking a seat on my bed.

"Hey, mom." I smiled. I could hear music in the background, which probably meant there was a party on deck. Oh, how I wish I could be there. How I wish I did not have to go to school tomorrow. 

"Is everything okay? How's Liv and Jackson treating you?" She asked. I bet her trip was so much fun, ugh. It's not fair. But then again, only toddlers would say that and I just want them to be happy and have fun."

"Yes, and she is great. Almost too great. Jackson is quite, but very nice." I said, smiling. 

"That's good." Mom mumbled. "I miss you so much, honey. Your dad is acting a completer fool." Accurate, enough. I just laughed.

"I miss you too mom. I hope you guys are having fun and all." Without me. Grr. "I love you. I have to get to bed, now. If I want to wake up tomorrow for school without having a mood." I chuckled. 

"Yes, of course. Goodnight, my sweet baby. I love you." With that, she hung up. I sighed, lying down and flicking my lamp off. Alec hasn't come home yet..I'm so worried. I tried so hard to keep this off my mind and shut my eyes, hopefully falling asleep. 

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 Thump. My eyelids fluttered to an opening, an odd look flashing across my face. Thump thump. How is it that you can hear every sound in the house? I mean, how thin are these walls. I stood, rubbing my eyes and opening the door. The house was so dark in the house at night. I carefully walked downstairs, looking for any silhouette in the dark. There was nothing in the living room, even after I felt around the couch. The kitchen, however..

"Alec?" I whispered. He was sitting on the bar stool, groaning softly and crying. Oh, gosh. "Alec, what the hell happened to you?" I said, lying my hand on his shoulder. He peeked up at me, obviously overly intoxicated. "Are you drunk?" I questioned.

"Yes, I'm drunk. And you're beautiful. And tomorrow morning, I'll be sober but you'll still be beautiful." He sniffled. I shook my head, opening the kitchen cabinet and grabbing a small glass. I put it under the sink faucet and made him some water. Although, it made me smile. 

"Drink this." I didn't know what to do. He looked so pitiful, with tears streaming down his face and his eyes bloodshot red. He took the glass and chugged it, lying it back down after it was empty.

"Thank you, princess." He smiled sheepishly, grazing a hand against my cheek. I gulped. No, he was drunk. He didn't think you were beautiful. Do not even attempt at flattering yourself.

"Come on, Alec." I said, lifting him up by his arm and leading him up the stairs. He was walking groggily, breathing in slurs. His breath still smelled of alcohol, which was very, very unpleasing seeing as though I was not interested in it. Once we got to his room, I lifted the covers and helped him in. He slipped his shirt over his head and tossed it aside, lying back. "Goodnight, Alec." I whispered. 

"Sleep tight, beautiful." I pulled the covers over him and smiled, watching as he shut his eyes. Oh, good grief. I think I'm falling for the drunken bad boy..