to say the least, Lena was drunk. Much to Yulia's amusement as the redhead seemed a lot more relaxed when under the influence. She wondered if maybe Damen hadn't spiked Lena's drink since Lena had maybe two cans of beer while they were there.
"Are you sure you don't want one Volk?"
Steven asked, earning a look.
"Positive. I have to drive Lena home after this."
Yulia retorted, rolling her eyes slightly as Lena came over to her, grabbing her arm and pulling her to her feet once more.
Yulia felt as if they had been dancing forever, though suddenly all of her focus was taken by the redhead suddenly kissing her with a feverish passion. She couldn't think straight, she could barely keep up with Lena's motions.
Much later that night Yulia sighed as she and Ivan helped Lena up the stairs and into Yulia's room.
"Just how much did she have to drink?"
Ivan grunted as he helped half carry, half drag the redhead over to the bed.
"Two beers though I think Steve spiked her soda or something."
Yulia stated, earning a chuckle.
"At least you didn't drink this time."
Yulia managed to go to bed, laying beside her overly drunk girlfriend, who kept coming in and out of sleep.
She is a real wildcard when she's drunk.
She thought, finding the other girl suddenly shifting so that she was laying with her head on Yulia's chest.
"Yulia?"
Lena's voice asked softly after a few minutes of laying in silence.
"Mmm."
The brunette whispered, her voice low and husky with sleep.
"I love you."
Yulia froze, having not expected to hear that this quickly
"Love you too Red, not go to sleep."
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Ghosts Of The Past (A t.A.T.u Fanfic)
FanfictionSome say that the past can not hurt you, however for Yulia that is the farthest thing from the truth, especially when she is trying to supress most of her self and start over, which is ruined by the fact that a girl from her former school has spread...
