Part Twenty {Paul's POV}
I've never seen Lee drink like that it was, funny, I guess.
"I think you've have enough," I said trying to pry the glass from her hands.
"No-no one more." She said puckering her bottom lip out.
I laughed.
"Fine." I said.
"You, you should drink a little." She said.
I took a glass and poured some vodka in, I might as well live a little. After, well I can't remember how many glasses I've had I started to feel my world spinning. Everything was loud and annoying. I was sweating and I wasn't even hot. I looked over at Lee, she looked so beautiful even drunk. I saw a figure walk up to us. The last person I want to see. Dave. I stood up adrenaline taking over my body.
"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING HERE." I said hitting him.
He grabbed my fist and twisted it. Lee jumped up saying
"Paul stop." She said holding my arm back.
I was too wasted to deal with him now.
"Mate, I didn't come here to start a rumble." He groaned.
"Lemme show you something." He said leading the way.
"No way in hell am I going with a son of a bitch who tried fucking my girlfriend!" I yelled.
A lot of people glanced over to me.
"Paul," Lee said
"Just go with him, I'll be here, it's ok I'm fine. See what he wants." She whispered to me.
"Okay." I said gently kissing her cheek. As I walk away with the douche bag I look back, Lee seems fine, shit I guess this might not be so bad. Boy was I fucking wrong.
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