Drunken Confessions

Drunken confessions~ 3

Unfamiliar faces tuned blurred through teary eyes as Marco struggled his way through dancing adolescents towards an empty bar. Drink after drink he found himself lost within the music that was blasting through the speakers, the words perfectly matches his situation:

Secret love, my escape

Take me far, far away

Secret love, are you there?

Will you answers prayer?

Please take me anywhere but here

Anywhere but here.

He got so caught up I'm the rhythm that he lost count of how much alcohol he'd consumed, it didn't matter though. To him nothing mattered anymore.

Staggering to the dance floor Marco joined in the commotion of the party. Trying to move along with the beat he accidentally stumbled into Armin, a look of concern plastered on his small face "Marco?! Everyone has been looking for you!" His voice came out in a worried tone, "including Jean, what happened in the closet?" The thing Marco had been trying to forget immediately flooded his mind, every heart wrenching moment of Jean's teasing. "Noo-thing, youuu don't know *hiccup* me..." His slurred speech was partially drowned out by the blasting music however, Armin heard it loud and clear, with out warning he was dragged off the dance floor by a frantic blonde to a place where they could speak freely without the concern of loud music. "Marco, this is so unlike you!" Marco looked down on the shorter boy dazed "... You're drunk! Something must of happened, do you want me to drive you home?"

Party goers sluggishly gravitated towards the door and said their goodbyes for the night (or very early morning) one by one they all left until there were few remaining; Jean, Eren, Armin, an unconscious Connie and Marco. With most of the people gone silence quickly embraced the atmosphere until a surprising knock pierced the awkward situation. A second after the door opened, an unamused professor Levi strutted towards the lingering group, or more specifically, Eren. "Oi, Brat, get moving." His voice came across stern as he seized the younger boys hand to pull him along "We're having a party of our own." He said slyly, after hearing this Eren, a little too eagerly, rushed towards the door leaving: Armin, Jean, one knocked out Connie and Marco. "So Marco about our previous talk, still want a lift home?" Armin extended his offer but before he could get a response mumbling noises filled the room, coming from the boy sprawled out on the sofa "No ... It's a trap!" "Oh geez, Connie it-" the blonde was cut off by another of Connie's outbursts "Haruhi is NOT a boy!" He yelled as he rolled off the sofa and onto the wooden floors "And there he goes." Armin commented walking towards the incoherent boy, despite his small build the golden haired male managed to to drag the dazed boy all the way to the door before hauling him onto one shoulder and keeping one arm there to steady him. "Looks like we don't want a repeat of last year, so I'll take him home this time, Marco?" The brunette stood there like a deer in headlights "I ... Uh...-" "Sorry," Jean intervened "but Marco is staying... to help clean up!" Armin nodded in understanding "Alright, see you guys later." And with that he took off, leaving just Jean and Marco..