Until Dawn (Josh x OC)

Chapter 19: Intoxication.

His lips were rough, and were demanding, as he desperately needed my body against his.

I felt him aggressively grip onto my waist tightly, pulling me into him. You could see how angry he was with me, but you could also see how much he desired this.

His lips trailed along my neck and onto my ear as he whispered seductively, "I..want..you."

I snapped out of my intimate moment, as I put both of my hands on Josh's chest, so I could push him off of me.

"Get off me josh.."I said quietly, as I started to get upset again.

I was still drunk, but I stopped the 'defensive' and 'tough' look, as I crumbled back down to my original self-hating person.

The alcohol was still affecting me, I was just acting more smartly whilst choosing decisions.

I stumbled over to my car, almost falling over a couple of times, not wanting to be here any longer.

"Lauren. I am not letting you fucking leave like that." He shouted angrily, as he ran up to me.

He made me lay down on the back seats since I wasn't feeling too well, emotionally and physically.
"P-please just drive me home." I said through my tears, as I held my head in my hands.

"Don't cry." He wished, with a bit more affection in his voice.
Those words meant nothing to me, as I carried on breaking my heart, as tears flowed from my eyes.

We didn't talk the whole drive, as I felt too ill to speak. "We are here." I got up from the seats, as I held onto my head in pain.

He followed me to my apartment, with a worried expression, as he wanted to check if I was okay.

"Thank you for driving me home, but I think I need to be alone now-" I closed my door quickly, but Josh's foot was in the way, as he let himself in.

He put his hand on my shoulder as he looked at me worriedly, "You are completely wasted, you can't stop crying and you want to be alone? I won't let you."

I pushed his arm off my shoulder, "I don't need your help."

My head was still spinning, as I walked over to the couch. "What is your problem with me Lauren?" Josh shouted angrily.

"Problem?" I laughed, as I looked at him with an upset face.
"Yes. You won't fucking talk to me, you don't text me or reply to my calls. What have I done wrong..please just tell me." He said whilst raising his voice.

I shook my head, as I walked off into my bedroom. I purposely ignored him.
"Listen to me." He demanded.
"I think you need to leave." I sort of slurred.

He followed me to my room, as he walked over to me, trying to have hardly any room between us.

"I am staying with you. I don't care if you hate me, I need to check that you will be okay."

To hear the concern in his voice, it made me feel guilty for some reason, "I don't hate you.." I replied, tiredly.
"If you don't hate me, then please just tell me what I have done wrong."

I ignored him as I sighed loudly.
"Why are you so stubborn? Talk to me!" He shouted.

"I heard you on the phone..I heard you talking to someone else, saying that you loved them. I probably have made a big deal out of nothing, because I can't handle this pressure of everyone and everything getting on top of me right now. I feel so drained, I just..I.." I whispered.

The smell of alcohol on my lips was so strong, as it made me feel even more sick. "Is that what all this was about?"
"Well yes, nobody cares about me. Everything just keeps piling up." I cried.