"Henry? Are you okay? Exactly how much have you had to drink tonight?"
You can barely hear what's going on on the other end of the phone due to the loud music blaring in the 3rd club of the night Henry and his friends have decided to visit on their mission to get so drunk, they can't even remember their own names.
Suddenly, things on the other end get quiet and you can hear Henry on the other end, immediately realising that your extremely wasted boyfriend is wandering the streets of London, probably all by himself, at 3 o'clock on a Sunday morning.
"Henry?! For fuck sake, are you there?!"
"Heeeyyyyyyy loooove! Calm down, I'm here." He drags out and slurs his words so that they end up mushing together and your heart starts to beat rapidly with worry.
"Tell me where you are, please babe listen!"
You can hear him on the other end talking to people, probably fans, and a couple seconds later he's back.
"Sorry, what did you stay, I mean say, what did you say?"
Jesus Christ, you think to yourself before replying.
"Where are you?"
You're already out of the door, headed towards your car before he decides to reply.
"Beside Car-luke-o's."
"Do you mean Carluccio's?"
"Yeah, that's what I said!"
You have to stop yourself from bursting out laughing at his drunken ass trying to pronounce the restaurant. You know then and there that you're never going to call it by it's proper name ever again.
"Okay, I'm on my way. Please, baby, don't move, I'm two minutes away."
"Prooommmmissssssse!"
You can't help but roll you're eyes at how stupid he's acting. This is the first time you've had to deal with him while he's drunk and you're slowly wondering if this is him at his worst or not.
"Don't hang up, I'm right around the corner."
"I seeeeeee yoooouuu!"
You park the car near where Henry is trying to stay upright and conscious on the pavement.
"Hey baby! Where have you been?!"
He staggers towards you and pulls you into one of his massive bear hugs. Usually you'd love it but the stench of alcohol in slowly making you feel sick.
"Come on, let's go home."
He puts his arm over your shoulders as you guide him back to his side of the car. You put him into the passenger seat and buckle the belt for him. By the time you're in the car and driving off away home, Henry starts to dance randomly.
"What are you doing?" You say, chucking as you try to concentrate on the road.
"Just dancing." He starts a different dance and then begins to sing the song he's supposedly dancing to.
"Henry can you stop, you're shaking the car."
Secretly, you don't want him to because you love seeing him so carefree, even if it is while he's steaming and he probably doesn't even know what day it is.
You turn you're attention back to the road and try to not kill the other drunk people roaming around, trying to find their way home, while you turn the corner just before your street. It takes you a couple of seconds to realise that Henry's stopped dancing and you quickly look to your left to see Henry sleeping, with his faced squished up against the car window.
Once you're parked outside your house, you get out and open the passenger side door with one hand and have your other hand ready to catch Henry before he falls out of the car.
"Baby wake up, we're home."
Nothing. Not even a twitch.
"Please, Henry. I can't lift you, you're too big."
"I thought you liked how big I was?" He says with a wicked grin on his face. Even drunk, that man can still make your stomach flip.
"Shut up and move!"
He groans as you help him set his feet on the pavement and put his arm over your shoulders again, just like before. Except, this time, he was like a dead weight on your shoulders.
"Henry! Make an effort here or we're going to end up of the floor."
He mumbled something before making an attempt at standing straight, then failing miserably and grabbing a hold of you to help steady himself. With your free hand you lock the car door and move towards the house.
"Have I ever told you just how much I love you?" Henry says sleepily as you unlock the door and help him inside. You're still smiling stupidly as you set him on his side of the bed and walk over to yours.
"I love you too, Henry." You manage to finish the sentence before the thunder-like snores erupt from him.
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