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Hazy Thoughts and Drunken Acts

Hazy thoughts swarmed over me. I was sipping at my drink like it was a glass of water that I needed, not caring for the alcohol content. The music continued to play loudly and people danced around me or collapsed onto the grass on this dark evening. For me I sat with my friends, laughing loudly and joking about stupid things, not having a care in the world.

"Y/n, go easy okay?" My fried held my shoulder and gave me a concerned look, but I blankly stared back as I pulled out my phone, knocking back some more of my drink.

As I went to my messages I made a new message, to him. Once I sent it  I instantly regretted it, my other friend saw me and grabbed my phone, looking at it and yelled in shock. "Why did you message him! You know you don't need him Y/n! He was an asshole!" My friend yelled but I stood up, uneasy on my feet in my heeled boots and started to walk away.

I could hear a few friends yelling for me, mixed voices but I shouted for time alone, some time just to process how stupid I was. Keeping my drink in my grasp moving further away from the shouts of my name and walked to the end of the spacious garden. I began to stumble towards a stone bench surrounded by greenery and in the dark. Placing my drink down on the ground I lowered my head into my hands, feeling like complete crap after sending him that message. Everything began to spin and intensify, I kept my head down as I heard someone approach but all I wanted to do was be left alone in this state.

"Are you okay there?" I heard an unfamiliar voice and slowly lifted my head up, brushing my hair out of my face but not quite seeing who it was in the shadows.

I took a moment to compose myself, moving my drink further away from me, not wanting anything to do with it. "I'll be alright, don't worry about me." I told him waving him off as I brought my legs up and collapsed onto the bench, spreading out and holding my head in my hands, hoping for the spinning and dizziness to stop.

"I'm going to get you some water. Stay here okay?" He spoke up and I could see him quickly run off back towards the house. I remained still and mumbled to myself whilst I was alone.

"No I'm completely sober, don't worry I'm alright it's just that I'm tired." I tried to convince myself that I was completely fine, that I hadn't drank too much which deep down I knew I had gone over my limit an hour ago.

Footsteps approached the excluded area and someone tapped my shoulder, slowly I brought my legs down and sat up right, not comfortable at all. I kept my head down but excepted the drink from the stranger, sniffing it to ensure it was water.

"It's not vodka if that's what you're worried about." He joked as I took slow sips, eventually lifting my head up to thank him.

As I did so I paused, confused by what I saw. "Is your hair meant to be that colour?" I ask confused, wondering if my vision is failing me as well as my other senses. He lets out a laugh and sits down next to me on the bench.

"No it is hair dye, do you like it?" He asks motioning me to drink more of the water.

"I think it's cool. It's different from what you normally see." I spoke up, my voice sounding more normal rather than unprocessed.

Glancing back to him I allowed myself to take in his features, his pale skin, dark blue hair, these vivid green eyes that just stood out in amongst the greenery and those plump lips. He raised an eyebrow which I noticed in the light had a piercing through it, I tore my eyes away feeling uncomfortable.

"I'm sorry, I don't usually get myself in this sort of state." I spoke quietly as my throat began to hurt from all the laughing and yelling of earlier, I rested my head on his shoulder, strangely feeling at ease around him.

"What happened to you earlier?" He asked but I shifted my head, wanting to be close to him as the cold hit me.

I squirmed and sighed, trying to forgot how dumb I had been earlier. How my friend was meant to keep my phone away from me in case I did something stupid, looks like that plan failed. "I messaged my ex, we haven't spoken in six months. He ended it and I guess apart of me felt lonely. It's pathetic as I know I don't need him, he was an ass as all my friends keep telling me." I lower my head and take another sip of water.

"People make mistakes like that, you shouldn't make yourself feel worse for it. Hell, we've all done things a lot worse than that, I could go on for ages about all the dumb things I did when I was drunk." He joked causing me to smile. He kept looking at my smile as I laughed. "You have a beautiful smile." I brushed my hair out of my face, taking the last sip of water.

I went to respond but I heard my name being called. Moving away from the blue haired stranger I saw two of my closest and sober friends come towards me. "Thank god, we've been looking for you! We got you some bread and more water." Y/f/n told me and I gratefully took the bread and tore small pieces off, they both held one of my arms and began to lead me away from him.

As I glanced back he gave a small wave but I couldn't respond, instead I just lowered my head. "Who was that?" I asked both of them and they simply shook their heads, neither knowing for sure who the stranger was.

"Maybe it was one of Jakes friends?" I turned and nodded in agreement, the hosts brother was here with his friends too, all of them were a bit older than us but I had never met them before hand.

As I made it back to a bench a few people asked if I was okay, having disappeared for a while. "What time is it?" I asked, looking for my phone, once I grabbed onto it I saw we had to go shortly.

Me and my friends began to say goodbye to our friends, still seeing how they were like me less than thirty minutes ago, in a very much drunken state. I told my friends I just needed to walk and ensure I could walk with ease incase my mum asked. As I made my way back towards the bench hoping he would still be there, I walked a bit more confidently and turned to see the bench, but he wasn't there.

Turning away, feeling disappointed I took the long way around on my walk, wanting some time to sulk and regret not getting his name. As I sighed I heard a rustle from behind me, quickly turning I saw him emerge from a bush, completely confused I helped him up and brushed off some of the bristles he was covered in. "It's you." I spoke up, smiling brightly.

He gave me a shy smile once I finished getting rid of the bits and pieces that covered his jacket. "Hi, we didn't get to finish what we started earlier did we?" He asked, moving closer. "I'm Michael." He held out his hand and I shook it.

"Y/n." I introduced myself and he still kept a hold of my hand, his eye contact not faltering at all.

"We should er, hang out some time." He blurted out, releasing my hand. I stood still, slightly confused and shocked at the same time. From the expression on his face he assumed I was disappointed.

"No, no I would love to. I really would." I beamed to him and he reflected a similar look, I glanced back to my friends who seemed to be waiting for me. Turning back to Michael I handed him my phone, so we could continue chatting once I sobered up a bit more.

"Okay, well I'll be seeing you around then y/n, hopefully next time you'll be able to walk straight." He joked as I gave him a sarcastic smile and happily walked back to my friends, managing to keep my balance as I did so.

"Ready?" Y/f/n asks me, I simply nod. "Can you manage up the stairs on your own?" I nodded again, glancing back to Michael who was waving to me and blew a kiss.

Smiling to myself I thought, maybe tonight had its perks after all.