Why don't we / imagines

You're drunk ~ Corbyn♡

Corbyn's pov
I woke up at 4am by someone calling me. I looked at the ID and it said y/n💦♥️
"Y/n?" "Yeah?" She slurred. "Babe are you drunk?"

"I don't know, y/bf/n says i am but I don't think so." "Y/n where are you?" "In Belgium" she almost screamed. "What do you mean Belgium?" "Just kidding I'm somewhere in... actually I have no clue where I am."

"Can I speak to y/bf/n?" "Why am I not interesting enough?"she sounded like she was gonna cry. "No baby, I just need to know where you are so i can come and pick you up." "No need to talk to that party pooper. She isn't even here. I shared my location with you."

What the heck she was at our front door. I went downstairs and opened the door and found here laying on the ground. "Omg y/n are you okay?" "Corbyn you're so fast, you're like superm.." before she even finished her sentence she stood up an rushed to the bathroom and puked.

After she was done and I cleaned here face and the bathroom. I gave her some medication and put her in bed "Corbyn?" Yeah?" "Can I get a goodnight kiss?" I laughed and kissed her cheek.

"You missed" she fake cried. I kissed her again but this time on her lips. After a while she pulled me in the bed next to her and we fell asleep cuddling.

I found internet🎉 although it's only for like five minutes...