My heart is stripped just for you(H2OVanoss)

Part 30 - Sober or drunk, I still adore you

I wanted to wait until Sunday, but I can't 😂❤️. Here you gooo!
Also, I'll start posting regularly from Sunday, just as I said in the previous chapter. Love you! Enjoy ^.^
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(Vanoss POV)
I was woken up by the loud slamming on the door downstairs. Rubbing my eyes, I rolled myself off the bed.

"I'm gonna kill that fucker! It's 2 in the morning!" I mumbled under my nose.

I wanted to yell at Sydney to answer the door, but I remembered she was at her parents house.

"I'm fucking coming!" I yelled annoyed, fastening my walk.

I opened the door only to see three people there. Ohm and Bryce were supporting Jonathan, who was giggling like a mad man.

"Hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii, helloooooo, suuuuuup," Jonathan grinned at me, an alcoholic breath hit my nostrils.

What's going on?

"Evan, you haven't told me he has problems with alcohol," Ohm said, anger in his voice.

"What?" I asked confused, meeting the blue eyes.

Jonathan smiled at me, slowly licking his lips. I found myself to be hypnotized again, his eyes felt like trap.

"He's fucking alcoholic!" Ohm's voice made me look his way.

Is he? From what I remember, he hasn't drink anything.

"I haven't got any problems with him," I replied, still confused.

I didn't know what Jonathan was doing here, why was he drunk as hell, what was Bryce and Ohm doing here. It was 2 am.

"I returned back, because I forget to discuss a few important details in our contract. They send me upstairs and there was your incompetent partner and this poor drunken soul," Bryce explained, and I noticed anger in Ohm's eyes.

"I'm not fucking incompetent," he snapped back almost instantly.

"Like a small child," Bryce dig deeper.

"Or a small penis," Jonathan joined the conversation, laughing his ass off.

"Why did you bring him here?" I asked something more interesting.

"You were his employer," Ohm shrugged his shoulders, making me raise one of my eyebrows.

"Ok, Luke is his best friend. Why didn't you bring him home?"

"Eeeeeevaaaaaaaaaaan," Jonathan whined, clicking with his tongue.

"I didn't want to worry him. Here, take care of him."

They moved Jonathan my way, he immediately locked his arms around my neck, hugging me tightly.

"Fuck you, Ohm," I gritted through my teeth.

"I'll talk to you later! Thank you," Ohm grinned at me, walking away.

"Hey, seriously, I'm sorry about this. Jonathan seemed to be really amazing in his job, he was professional. Sorry to hear that he's alcoholic," Bryce smiled warmly at me, walking away as well.