Chapter 27 - Drunk Love

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Kellin's POV

One Week Later – Tuesday

Jinx and I were out drinking. This was both of our few days worth of pay down the drain, as we had both just gotten jobs packing shelves for the time being. But hey, at least we worked the same days and hours at the shop, so I'd never miss out on seeing her.

I guess that was both good... and bad.

We'd already lost count of the amount of drinks we had. Numbers were all mixed up in my head. We just kept downing the drinks until they told us we weren't allowed any more, and offered us a cab home. We refused and said we would hang out there for a bit.

"Did you know I sleep on my stomach every Wednesday?" Jinx said.

"No. Did you know I always try balancing the light switch in the middle?"

Jinx chuckled. "Yes. Did you know I got your name tattooed on me?"

I gasped. "You did not."

"I did, I did." Jinx said, giggling.

That was why I loved being drunk with Jinx. We always found out something new about each other, whether that be good, bad, weird, or normal. I couldn't believe she had really gotten my name tattooed on her though. I hoped I remembered it in the morning, when I wasn't off my head.

"Show me." I said.

"No." She blushed.

I chuckled. "Is it on your ass?" I teased.

"No, it's not!" She exclaimed.

Even though I was drunk I could sense she wasn't being all that truthful. I was shocked. She didn't really get my name on her ass, did she? She could tell that was what I was thinking.

"Alright, it's not on my ass okay?" She said.

And then she started to take her shirt off, right in the middle of the bar, in front of prying eyes. She stood up in only a black bra. "There." She said, gesturing to my name written in cursive writing just above the line of her skirt. So right under my name was her... her...

Surely she liked me. Who would get their 'friends' name tattooed right there?

"Put your shirt on." I said anxiously. "Those guys are looking at you."

"So?" She teased as she slipped it back on and sat next to me.

"So they aren't allowed!" I growled.

"Why?" Suddenly her face was mere centimetres in front of mine.

"B-Because..." I couldn't finish my sentence. She was so close...

Do I kiss her? Does she want me to? I wanted to. And since I was so drunk, it only made my will stronger. I didn't think about the consequences. I didn't think about how Jinx would react the day after, when we weren't drunk. How she would react right after the kiss.

I closed the gap between us and pressed my lips to hers. The feeling was amazing. It was everything I had ever hoped for and more. How long had I waited for this moment? Somewhere around three years. Just to feel her soft, warm, plump, delicious lips on mine.

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