Im Only Human

Drunk

Niall's POV

I walked into the house and into my room and slammed the door. Jackson tried to follow me but I slammed the door in his face. He started pounding on the door and screaming my name. I hear Lou talking to him and then I hear the front door open and close. I see Jackson drive away in his truck through my window. I really don't like him.

I lay on my bed and close my eyes. All I see is the look of pain that was on Mckenzie's face as I told her I was done. I can't handle it anymore. All this heartbreak. All this pushing away that she does. I can't. It's too much for my heart to handle.

I almost wish I never met her. She's changed me in the short amount of time we've known each other. She's slowly turned me into a cold hearted man. I don't even care what happens to her now. She doesn't care about me.

I close my eyes again. I see her face. Bruised and bloody. Cuts on her wrists. Sitting by the tub with a sad smile on her face. "See Niall. Now you won't have to worry about me anymore. I did this for you." She says to me. I slowly watch the life fade from her eyes. She killed herself. For me.

She wouldn't do that, would she? she said she didn't want to be alive but that doesn't mean she would kill herself would it? Something in the back of my mind tells me she would. But I stay optimistic and pray she won't.

Mac's POV

I walk down the road, hoping someone I know will come by and pick me up. But no one does.

I sit down in the grass on the side of the road. I pull out my phone. No service. Great.

I lay back on the grass and look at the sky. The sun is out and high in the sky. A bluebird flies across the sky and I smile. I wish I could fly.

I'm so lost in thought that I don't even notice a truck pull up on the side of the road. A man gets out. He comes and lies next to me in the grass.

"You know." He says. "It's not healthy to just walk off and not tell people where you're going. I thought we had this established this, this morning." He smiles.

"At least I'm not driving this time." I laugh. "I don't know what to do. He told me he was done with me. I love him. I really do. But he doesn't love me. He's done with me. He's never gonna want me after what I told him today."

"In life, we always fall for the person that will never fall for us, always want something that we can't and always say things we shouldn't."

I turn my head to look at him. "Wow. That was deep."

He smiles and grabs my hand. He stands and helps me up. "Want a ride?" I nod and hop into the truck. He drives me to my apartment.

"Thanks Zayn." He nods and smiles. I get out. I walk up the stairs and then remember I don't have my keys. I turn to tell Zayn but he's already gone. Looks like I got more walking to do.

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An hour later I knock on the door to Jackson's house. He answers with a beer in his hand. He grabs my hand and pulls me in to his house. "Mac!"

"I'm sorry I ran off without telling you again." He hugs.

"It's fine I'm just glad you're okay. Want a beer?"

I think about it for a minute. I know getting drunk with him is not a good idea but I really want a drink. So I nod and take one. He smiles and hands me one.

I know this will not end well. And I'm right. And hour later. I'm drunk off my ass.

I lean against Jackson on the couch and whisper in his ear,"I think I'm drunk." I giggle and he laughs.

He stops laughing and looks at me. His face becomes serious as he leans in to kiss me. I'm on fire. His lips go to my neck and I don't want to enjoy the way it feels. He feels. But I do. I find myself getting lost in the way he moves his lips across my skin and the way his hands get tangled in my hair. I love it. I feel wanted.

I pull him by his shirt to try and get closer to him. He moans and a shudder goes through my body and I get goosebumps.

"Mac we have to stop." He says still kissing me.

"Why?" I whisper. I kiss him back.

"Because we're both drunk and I don't want to take this any farther than it should. I don't want you to regret anything." He stops and looks me in the eyes.

He's right. I know I want this now but in the morning I will regret everything. He kisses me on the forehead.

"You can sleep in my bed if you want. I'll sleep here." I nod and go to his bedroom.

I open the door but turn back to look at him. "Goodnight." I say.

"Goodnight Mckenzie."

I walk to his bed and strip down to my shirt and underwear. I crawl in and wrap myself in the covers. Soon I fall asleep and dream of the blue-eyed boy I'm truly, madly, and deeply in love with.