Kairos | Virat Kohli [Completed]

δέκα - ten

I. Was. Plastered.

I couldn't differentiate left from right and my head was spinning. In the midst of all that, I was having a imaginary conversation with someone. I didn't even know where my friends were.

Some friends they were.

Soon, I saw a blurry man (or was it a woman) come towards me.

"Hello." He chuckled. Definately a man, hello deep voice!

"Hi!" I said, excited. If you couldn't tell, I'm a happy drunk.

"Hey, baby girl. Where are your friends?" He asked, coming closer.

"I.... actually don't know." I exaggerated. "Could you help me get them?"

"Okay, could you show me a picture?" He said. Awe, he was so sweet!

"No." I pouted. "We haven't clicked a picture together, I'm new."

"Oh, yea I know that." He said. "How do I help you then?"

"Could you," *hiccup* "take me home?" I asked, with a charming smile. Or you know, as charming it could be when a person's drunk.

"Sure." He chuckled. "Where's your house?" I don't know but the voice seemed closer.

"Whhooaa." I said. "Don't come never me, I can hear you." I stumbled, moving my head.

"Hey!" Another loud as fuck voice was heard. "What are you doing?"

"Sshhhhh!" I whisper screamed. "He was giving me a ride home!"

"I'll give you a ride home." The other voice spoke. "Chalo." He tugged at my hand, which ultimately made me loose my balance on the bar stool and made me topple over.

"Wow." I said, slowly getting up with some people helping me. "You reeaaallly know how to take care of people." I giggled. "You'll give people an aneurysm!"

"Shh, where's your house?" He asked, slowly walking towards the exit.

"I have no fucking idea." I laughed out loud, stumbling against his body. "Wow." I said, pronouncing each syllabus. "You have such abs!" I stroked his chest and abs. "Mm-hmm."

"Stop physically molesting me, girl who I don't know the name of." The unknown boy muttered.

"I don't know your name either!" I petulantly shouted.

"Okay, how about a game? You shut your mouth and act normal in front of the press and quietly get in the car, I'll rell you my name." He said.

"Okay, done." I said. "Gimme sunglasses." I demanded.

"Why?" He asked, confused.

"The flashes!" I said. "Are you dumb?"

He groaned. "Bhagwan, yeh kya musibat hai?" He mumbled to himself.

And at once, it felt like my world exploded and I went to heaven.