Lushlaws (Boyxboy, smut)

Chapter 3- Plastered

Nicks POV:

A bony elbow jabbed at my side and woke me from my nap in the rudest way possible. "Move bitch." Matt whined as he attempted to scoot me off the couch. " Im sorry, what?" I demanded, he doesnt say stuff like that to me usually. "I said-" he hiccuped "off the couch," Matt looked at me chuckling. "If you got off it'd fly." I furrowed my eyebrows and slowly stood up still a bit sleepy due to me just waking up; it was 3:04 am and i noticed several bottles of alcohol on the counter half empty. "You've been drinking?!" I thought you only did on special occasions...why?" I wasnt angry, just a little shocked that he had gotten completly plastered...i thought he was a little smarter since what happened last time, he vomited about 65 times. "Turn upppp!! At 2 i stopped with the clear liquor...might make me drunk..." Whispering at the end he clearly was drunk, no doubt about it, as he completly ignored my question. "You are drunk." I stated. He only laughed and walked around me and grabbed my waist from behind, pulling me close, "Baby..." He whispered, kissing my neck. "No, Matt, you are completly plastered." Grabbing his hand i pulled him back over to the couch. We sat down and i turned the Tv back on. There was really nothing to do besides wait for him to fall asleep. "No i want another." He whined. "No you've had enough babe." He stood up, then fell down again onto the couch. "please..." He pouted. I sighed and stood up as he cheered. I went to the fridge, pulled out some soda and poured him a glass. I went and handed it to him. "Yay! Ha...thanks baby i love you." He took it and drank half of it and spilled the rest on his shirt. "Awww shoot." He said in a surprizingly cute way. He stepped off the couch and stumbled to his room. Since i didnt want him to hurt himself i followed him there. He grabbed a shirt from the drawer and attempted to put it on over his other shirt. "Baby...no..." I went over to help him and take off his shirt. I pulled off the first one, and when i tried to take off the second one he held it down and shouted "Stop! i have a boyfriend!" Wow... Even when hes wildly drunk he knows im his, oh my gosh i love him. "Im sleepy." Matt mumbled as he walked over to the bed, almost tripping on the carpet, and flopped onto the bed without even bothering to put his shirt on, and promptly falling alseep. Since the bed wasnt made i pulled a blanket over him and exited, turning out the light. "Goodnight."