The Lost Cause And The Loner

Twenty Four.

A/N: Sorry its been a few days I have a lung virus :o

*Alex's POV*

"Al...ex." A little voice giggled. "Wake up."

Slowly, I groaned and stretched. Damn... What happened? What time is it? I opened my eyes and saw Ebony. Something was different. Something was wrong. "Ebby... What's up?" I asked suspiciously.

"Nothing, dawg." she giggled.

"What? Let me smell your breath." I frowned. She was drunk... I just needed to know how much.

"Ew that's weird." she laughed and blew in my face.

"Oh no... Why'd you drink that fucking much?" I gasped. I'm such a fucking bad boyfriend! I should have looked after her...

"I don't know but shh." she slurred her words.

"Baby... Come here." I hugged her really tightly all of a sudden. "I'm sorry."

"What?" She giggled.

"I should have been up looking after you." I bit my lip. "Come on, lie down."

"Alex..." She sighed, suddenly seeming to have a glimmer of sense in her eyes.

"Yeah?" I asked.

"I'm wasted." She looked at the ground then up at me.

"I know." I smirked a little.

"I don't know if I'm just an emotional drunk, but... I love you. A lot." She tucked her hair behind her ear.

"I love you more." I smiled.

"Um. Bubby. I have to say this. You've taught me who I was. Do you remember how boring and mean I was?" She asked.

"What? You weren't boring. Or mean. I thought you were the most exciting thing in the world." I said truthfully.

"Well... I don't think that. And you changed me. You made me kind and caring and nice to other people. And I still get good grades." She giggled.

"Aw. I'm glad you feel like that." I grinned.

"Yeah, but its not just that. I think I'm going to piss myself." She smirked at me.

"Uh oh. Not good. You want help going to the bathroom?" I asked.

"Nope... I got it, baby!" She pointed at me then stood up, only to fall down on her face.

"Help?" I offered.

"Yep." She giggled. I picked her up and carried her to the bathroom.

"I'm hoping you don't need more help than that." I raised my eyebrows playfully.

"I'll manage." She winked.

I walked out and made my way over to the bedroom. After a while she noisily stumbled in and collapsed on the bed.

"So this is what its like to be drunk." Ebony whispered.

"Yeah." I chuckled.

"I kinda like it. But I don't know if I'll remember this." Ebony cuddled into me.

"No. You probably won't." I smiled, hugging her until we both fell asleep.