Tell me what you're thinking, always overthinking
I just wanna love you
I got you
Don't have to be so guarded, let's finish what we started
It's all I've ever wanted
Cause I got you, you, you
I got you, I got you
We can get high oh nah nah nah
We can get low oh nah nah nah
Let me be your friend, baby let me in
Tell you no lies oh nah nah nah
We can get lost oh nah nah nah
Take it all off oh nah nah nah
Let me be your friend, baby let me in
Give it to me oh nah nah nah
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When Roman and Peter arrived at the club, Roman rushed to the door just as Mirána stumbled out and smacked into him.
He looked down at her, relieved, and she looked up at him happily.
"Roman," she kissed his cheek. "I'm so happy to see you—"
"Yeah, yeah, where's your sister?" He asked her and she pointed behind her.
"She went to the bathroom but I wanted to leave so I ditched her." She slurred. "What're you doing here?"
"Taking you home." Peter said, appearing by Roman. "C'mon."
She went with him, and he helped her keep her footing.
Roman hesitated a moment before following them.
The tires squealed as they sped off and Mirána closed her eyes, trying to keep from throwing up.
"How many drinks have you had?" Roman asked her.
Peter glanced at him and then looked at the drunk girl between them.
"Like six or seven? Just shots, though." She groaned.
"You're in trouble." Roman said and she looked at him.
"Don't look at me like that. You have no idea what you risked when you went there tonight and got drunk."
"Roman," Peter said in a low tone. "She's tired, she's intoxicated and doesn't need another lecture." He defended her and she looked at him.
"Thank you." She sighed.
Eventually, she dozed off and Roman rubbed his lips together.
"She can't stay at my place tonight. My mother doesn't want her there and I don't want to risk anything happening to her."
"She can stay with me and my mom until she gets everything sorted out." Peter offered.
"Really?" Roman raised a brow.
"Yeah." Peter nodded. "My mom would want to help and besides, she'd be comfortable if she were actually wanted where she's staying."
"What about her things?" Roman asks next. "She took it all to where her sister's staying."
"I'll swing by and get it tomorrow."
When they arrived at Peter's house, they got out of the car, and Roman picked Mira up and carried her inside.
"Where the hell have you been?" Peter's mother asked him when he came in, and she shut her mouth when she saw Mirána in Roman's arms. "What's happened?" She asked.
"Mirána needs a place to stay. I figured you'd be okay with it."
She looked at the young girl and frowned slightly.
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Hemlock Grove: Cold Blooded | Roman/O.C
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