Hey guys, its me! Sorry that this is so short, I just wanted to do a little part to where you could see how messed up Amelia was. I am thinking about doing the next one in Jake's POV. What do you guys think. Leave comments if you want a Jake's POV. On the side thing is a picture of Dylan...I KNOW! HE'S GORGEOUS!
Dylan gets off of me and I sit up and see Ryan. “What the fuck are you two doing!?” He exclaims. I look at him and laugh. Dylan lies back down and laughs as well. I try to walk to Ryan and when I get up, I immediately fall to the ground laughing my head off. I feel arms go under my legs and around my waist as someone picks me up. I look up and see Ryan. “What are you doing?!” I pout. “Em, you are drunk as fuck and so is Dylan. I don’t want you to do anything you regret.” He says. I give him the puppy dog face and he smiles. “That may work for Jake and Dylan, but not for me girl.” Ryan looks at the now sleeping Dylan. “Stay here Dylan, I am taking Em home.” He says with a chuckle. I giggle as well. “How are you gonna get me home?! You can’t get into my house!” I yell. “Shut up Em, you’re coming home with me.” he says. I pond on his chest. “No, I don’t want to go with you! You might hurt me!” I say, trying to keep my eyes from closing. “No I won’t. Crystal is staying with you.” he says. “Who’s that?” He sighs and says, “Yeah let’s get you home.” I close my eyes and rest my head on his shoulder. He carries me outside and puts me into a car. “Do you know who Jake is?” he asks. “Yeah it’s that son- of- a nutcracker that cheated on me… I think.” I say. “Yeah, something like that.” He says. As we speed along, I feel lightheaded. I moan. “Are you ok?” “Yeah…” I slur. We arrive at his house and I try to get out on my own, but can’t stand. “C’mon Em, I got you.” He says as he picks me up bridal style. I wrap my arms around his neck and lay my head on his shoulder again. “Is that Em?” I hear someone ask. “Yeah.” Ryan then lays me down on a couch. A girl, who I assume is Crystal, gives me a sprite with an Advil. “Damn Amelia, I am so sorry.” “It’s ok.” I say. I give her back the cup and put my hand over my head. “Em, why did you come back?” she asks. I shake my head. “I don’t know.” I say. “Babe, let her sleep the drinks off. She is pretty drunk.” I hear Ryan say. “K. Night Amelia.” Says Crystal. “Ni…” I say before I fall into a deep sleep.
