Zosia's P.O.V -
I shut the door slowly. I hadn't told Dom the whole story, just the basics. I crossed the room, my gaze never meeting Jac's.
She gestured to the chair opposite her and I took it. As I pulled the chair out, I noticed that my hand was shaking.
"So" she said leaning on her desk and moving some papers put of her way.
I folded my hands into my lap and looked at the desk in front of me. I stayed silent for a few moments trying to think of what to say.
I stepped out of Albies with Dom in tow. He started to get in a taxi but I yanked him out.
"W-what?!" Dom said stumbling back.
"Let's stay out, a new bar opened just down the road! It's Saturday night lets party!!"
Dom rolled his eyes but let me drag him to the new bar.
I walked up to the bar and ordered our drinks, we took them and made our way to the dance floor.
We danced together not bothering about anyone else until we finished our drinks, I shouted that I'd get more and weaved my way back to the bar.
I was leaning against the bar when I heard a voice in my ear.
"Dr. March?" I turned to see Ms. Naylor stood beside me. I immediately straightened my posture and stood up to face her.
"Do you want anything?" I asked Ms Naylor, gesturing at the bar. She shook her head
"I was just leaving"
I ordered a drink for me and Dom and had to lean on the bar for support.
"Are you here alone?" She asked me frowning.
I looked back at Dom, who had attached his lips to someone else's.
"Yeah, I am" I picked up my drink and took a mouthful. She took the drink out of my hand.
"Better not drink too much then" she sounded genuinely concerned, I backed away, it was far too awkward.
"Look, I better get going" I said downing Dom's drink. Jac nodded and I started to walk away. I wobbled and nearly fell but someone caught my arm. Their grip was tight and they steadied me.
"Thank yo-" I started but it was Jac who had caught me.
"I was fine" I said pulling my arm back. I didn't want Jac thinking I couldn't handle myself.
"You're drunk" She said flatly. I pulled down my dress which had ridden up my thigh.
She looked me up and down. She took in my short dress with the slit up the side and the low neckline, my hair spilling over my shoulders in brown waves and my pale face and lips that had drunk too much alcohol tonight.
"Come with me." She said taking my arm. I pulled my arm back
"I can manage just fine."
Suddenly, I felt sick. I clasped my hand to my mouth and managed not to throw up everywhere. I ran to the bathroom one hand clutching my stomach, the other over my mouth.
Only once my stomach was empty and there was nothing left to throw up. Did I realise there was someone holding my hair back. I looked back and of course there was Ms Naylor.
"I didn't realise you were so empathetic" I giggled. She stood me up and lead me to the mirror.
"I couldn't leave you like that Dr. March." She said simply with a small smile. Perhaps if I wasn't focusing on how hot she looked in a suit, I would've described her words as said kindly.
"What are you doing here?" I asked, she looked dressed up for something.
"An old colleague invited me out, I didn't realise it was this kind of place when I accepted the offer."
"And where are they now?" I said leaning against the sink.
"They left, like I was when I ran into you. What are you doing here Dr.March?"
"I came out to get drunk and sleep with someone."
"I'm afraid Dr. March, that I can't let someone take advantage of you like that. I think you should leave."
"How about I have one more drink and you can have it with me so you can make sure nobody takes advantage of me?"
Ms Naylor considered his.
"One." She said "and you're paying."
"Deal" I said giggling.
We headed back out into the loud and busy bar. We sat down and I ordered.
Once we had finished the first drink I leant forwards, our faces inches apart.
"Another?" I whispered. She must have had a few drinks before now because she was starting to act a little bit drunk.
"Yeah" she said "the same for me"
By our fourth drink we were both very drunk. Jac possibly more so than me. I nearly slipped off of my chair and Jac bursted into laughter. I joined her and she helped steady me.
My thigh pressed against hers in the process.
"Your dress has ridden up" she giggled. I didn't pull it down.
"Oh yeah?" I said smirking.
"Yeah" she grinned and her hands touched the hem of my dress. She hesitated before leaving it as it was.
She looked up at me when I didn't flinch away and our eyes met.
"Dr.March." She whispered. I smiled at her and she leant forwards at he same time I did. We kissed briefly and then more forcefully.
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"Thank you Dr. March, I think I can imagine the rest." I blushed and stood up.
"Wait a moment please." She said and I turned to face her.
"Never be that drunk again, Dr. March, weekend or not. You're a doctor you should know better"
Jac's P.O.V -
She left quietly. So different from the Zosia she had described the other night. Why couldn't I remember that night? And more importantly, why in earth did I care?
A/N - Hey lads guess who wrote 1,000 words :) I'm so happy. Anyway thanks for reading. All feedback appreciated in the comments.
