"Do you have beer?" I asked Luke who got up and grabbed a few cans. Nice!
"Do you usually get drunk when you're sad?"
"Nope, the first time." I pooped the 'p' as I took a can, offered to me. I shook it as I looked at luke who seemed confused with what I was doing. "What?"
"You're shaking it?"
"I am." I looked at my right side before I turned my look at him again. "That's what I'm used to when I drink boxed juices."
"Boxed juices." He looked at me confused. "So you're used to drink boxed juice and all at once you want to try beer?"
"Yeah?" I opened the can and it got everywhere. I guess that's why I shouldn't have shaken it. I held it away from me, who was already, drowning in beer. "Ouch."
"Let me get something for you to wear." Luke said, not helping himself from laughing, and, he had the right to. Seeing me so confident shaking the can and here I am!
"Here." He threw a big white Adidas ripped t-shirt and I changed it in his bathroom.
When I got out, there was already a few cans on the table that's in front of the couch we were sitting on and there was a Luke waiting for me with the opened can of beer, almost empty because it got everywhere but Luke has already mopped it all off.
"Sorry about the mess." I grinned as I sat down and realized my phone was ringing. Why haven't I even removed the hearts from his contact name? I ignored and turned my phone off. I am not ruining my first night, drunk with a total stranger with whom I'll be chatting about random shit. Seems weird and kind of dangerous but that's how I made a friend, once.
"Now, you got to smell it and I'll record you a video. I want to know your reaction when you first smell beer." HAHAHAHAHA
"the funny thing is that I don't have a sense of smell but." We both laughed. "But I'll pretend I do. Smells like, someone who has really bad breath. And you're talking to him. And he's one of those who gets a lots of air out of his mouth when he talks and you're like FUCK! GET A FUCKING TOOTHBRUSH!" I glared at the can as Luke laughed, still recording and I did also burst into laughters.
Finally, I grabbed the can again and took a sip, real quick before I put it back on the table. "THIS IS SHIT!" I screamed. "Tastes like pee." I got my tongue out of my mouth, regretting my choice of alcohol as Luke kept recording. "Nothing has ever been so awful."
"I challenge you to finish at least three cans of this beer." Luke smirked as I looked at him in a challenging way.
"What if I win?"
"We order whatever you like about food."
"It's like I'll be able to taste food and enjoy it while drunk!" I mocked as Luke chuckled before he dialed a number. Which I knew later was food.
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The next morning, I woke up dizzy, cuddling Moomin, in the hotel's bed. In a big sized white t-shirt, I remember now what happened but not exactly. Just, my first drunk night. I got up from bed, not walking steady to the bathroom to take a shower. I never knew alcohol affects until the next day.
When I got out, a little less dizzy, Zayn came in the room. A little pissed off, obviously, like yesterday, went someplace and I'm supposed to visit it after him.
"Here you are, drunken." Zayn mumbled as slammed the door shut.
"How did I even come back here..?"
"With that dude, he drove you back."
"Oh, Luke." I corrected as he looked at me a little with disgust. "Whatever, where?"
"What?"
"Where did you go and I'll be visiting right now?"
"Tokyo National Museum." I took my phone and got my clothes and got in the bathroom as he rested on the bed. What a jerk. Well, not exactly a jerk but.. HE COULD HAVE TRIED TO FIX IT! But he didn't like 'Tokyo national museum duuuh go fuck yourself'. Okay. FUCK OFF ZAYN I WILL TRY TO MOVE ON! But the question here is, am I going to be able to move on? Or : Am I going to forget about everything? Well, kind of the same question but.. okay, I will try to move on AND forget about everything. Get a new heart, unbroken. I put my phone next to the sink and found a paper, folded in my transparent phone cover. I unfolded it to find a number with 'call me, L.' Aww, he's so cute!
When I was ready, I took my purse and got out of the room, not bothering to say a word. There was that fresh air of Tokyo's that filled my lungs with happiness and my joy was doubled when I heard his voice after the second ring.
"Woke you up?"
"I'm already awake, how are you?"
"Wanna meet in few minutes?"
"Yeah, where to?"
"Tokyo National Museum."
If Zayn isn't coming, I am not feeling like going there alone. Neither I am going with Zayn so.. YAS PERRIE NICE MOVE!
As I thought Luke may take time arriving, I brought coffee and walked slowly to the National Museum.
I waited for Luke for few minutes until he finally came toward me, jogging. His handsome figure seeing mine and cheerfully hugging me as we got into the national museum.
The Tokyo National Museum, established in 1872, is the oldest Japanese national museum, the largest art museum in Japan and one of the largest art museums in the world. The museum collects, houses, and preserves a comprehensive collection of art works and archaeological objects of Asia, focusing on Japan. The museum holds over 110,000 objects, which includes 87 Japanese National Treasure holdings and 610 Important Cultural Property holdings (as of July 2005). The museum also conducts research and organizes educational events related to its collection.
We left the museum at eleven to have breakfast somewhere else. "So, you have that store.." I said, more like a question, waiting for him to correct me.
"Kind of.."
"What do you mean?"
"I owned an apartment already but i just got so lazy coming here and going there so I, kinda, moved to the mini store I have. It's also quite calm and relaxing which I love."
"Tell me the most embarrassing thing that I've done last night, being drunk for the first time." I said taking a bite of, whatever Luke has ordered me.
"So, I grabbed food, before you drank the whole eight cans of beer, and it arrived while you were mumbling stuff that I couldn't understand. When I put the opened box of sushi on your lap, you hit your face in there and I tried to get it away but you mumbled 'AAAYN' and, not understanding it, I thought you'd better sleep and that's why I let you sleep in my bed and drove you back to the hotel in the morning."
"Oh gosh," I rolled my eyes at the 'ayn' because, obviously, it was 'Zayn'.
"What."
"Nothing really, I thought I forgot."
"About what?"
"A long story."
"I don't have any scheduled meetings today." He said pretending he's looking at his hand watch while he didn't have any on. "So I can stay with you, knowing the 'long story' that you want to escape from." I laughed slightly before I started.
"You'd probably get depressed and say 'why the hell am I even with such a woman? She's crazy!' And just leave while you're almost the only one I'm having here."
"COME OOOON!"
I told him about Adams, my dad, my brother, the first time I met Zayn, Ghana, Dubai and Australia (because I didn't want to keep the whole conversation depressing), when Zayn and I dated, Amsterdam and why we're here and the breakup and all the shit I had those past few months. My best-worst months of my life.
"Ouch."
"Yeah, the perfect word to describe such a broken heart." I looked the other side, through the window, trying to avoid an awkward eye contact. "Anyways, how could you even know where I stayed?"
"You were drunk, I could easily ask you anything else and you'd answer." He wiggled his eyebrows as I rolled my eyes, not believing I never lived those moment but I actually lived them! How can this happen? Oh gosh!
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Fanfic{CoMpLeTeD} Perrie Edwards, a journalist who decided to never trust men and the first person who knew about it was Zayn Malik, a photographer who started to work with them newly and who gained her total trust and became her first guy friend sinc...
