Elizona One-Shots

Chapter Nine: Drunk

Eliza's pov
My phone buzzes and I unlock it. It's a text from Arizona. It reads: "Hello. I'm Joe from the bar across from the hospital. Arizona is here and she is really drunk. I took away her keys about an hour ago. Can you come get her?"
I reply with a "yes be right there."
I grab the keys and and drive to the bar. I walk in and find Joe looking worriedly at a very drunk Arizona. "Joe! Look! My very sexy girlfriend is here. Come give me a kiss." Arizona says, slurring her words. She is extremely drunk. "C'mon. Let's go home." I say as I gently help her stand. Joe hands me her car keys and I stick them in the pocket of my blue jeans. "But Elliiiizzzaaaa... I'm having fun!" She complains. "Arizona, you are drunk. I'm going to take you home and put you to bed." I say sternly. I thank Joe for looking after her and help Arizona walk to the car. I buckle her in and drive us home. I glance over at her and find that she has fallen asleep. I sigh as I unbuckle myself and go to her side of the car. I open her door and pick her up, locking the car and carrying her inside. She stirs and opens her stunning ocean blue eyes. "Where am I?" She asks, clearly confused. The alcohol is staring to wear off. "You are home. I've got you." I sooth as I carry her inside and to our room. She nods slowly before falling back asleep. As gently and carefully as I can, I lay her down on our queen sized bed. She stirs a bit, but doesn't wake. I change her into pajamas and curl up next to her. I hold her and sigh. I wish she had talked to me about what was bothering her instead of getting so drunk she can't even walk in a straight line. We are both working on opening up to each other. It will take time, but we will get there, no doubt about it. I close my eyes and hold Arizona close as I drift off into a dreamless sleep.