The Perfect Match

Chapter 5:- Sober Seth is way better

Chapter 5:- Sober Seth is way better

"Stop it that's enough!" I shout a bit at Seth who just finished eight shots of tequila and is demanding more.

"More *hiccup* More *hiccup*" he says with hiccups. "No that's enough I am taking you home come!" I say as I put his hand over my shoulder and grab his waist.

For a thin guy he is too heavy. I walk him carefully making sure not to fall. Everyone around us is giving us weird looks as if we are Egyptian mummy's.
With a stumbling Seth I slowly walk towards my car. Opening the passenger door. I push him inside but he doesn't move.

"What's the matter?!" I ask him as he smiles at me cheekily "Skittles!" he squeals causing me to frown.

Where should I get Skittles from at this hour?!

"Get in Seth!" I warn him as he pouts folding his hands on his chest. "No! Skittles!"

Okay sober Seth is way better!!

"Fine! Get in the car first!" I say pointing towards the car "NO! Everybody say NO!" he starts shouting putting his hands in the air driving peoples attention towards us.

"I will get you Skittles but first get in the car!" I say pulling his hands down. He pouts but obeys me as I sigh in relief.

I slam the door shut and walk to the drivers seat closing the door behind me breathing heavily as I rub my forehead.

"Seth where is your house?!" I ask looking at him. He looks at me confused and then smiles. "The islands of the caribbean sea!" he chirps and I eye him in disbelief.

"Okay then!" I start to drive the car towards my house as Seth starts taking some rubbish.

"Grandma! I want my Pokemon pillow!" he chirps poking my shoulder.

Did he just call me a grandma?! Of course he is drunk but grandma. Seriously!!

"Sis! Don't leave me!" he shouts all of a sudden tears falling from his eyes as he leans on the window.

Okay he needs to rest.

I park my car in the driveway of my house. Getting out first I help Seth to get out. Pulling him towards my house. Opening the door and balancing Seth I take him in closing the door behind with my foot.

"Park! Park!" he shouts as I move towards the stairs still supporting him "No this is my house!" I say and he pouts sadly.

Gotta admit he has a cute pout!

Okay that was weird!

I start dragging him upstairs to my room. After reaching upstairs I open my bedroom door getting him inside. He jumps out of my hands and running towards the bed falling on it face first.

"Softy!" he mumbles as I place him on my bed properly. Removing his shoes I tuck him in the cover. Sighing in relief I walk out of the room and message Hunter about the whole situation.

L - Hey I found him!

His reply is immediate as if he was waiting for it.

H - Thank goodness where is he?

L - My House.

H - What! How?

L - I took him to the bar and he ended up drinking so he is sleeping right now.

H - OK.

L - His phone is ringing constantly. I think it's his parents.

H - Don't worry I will tell Stacey to cover up.