Short Story: Drinks • Jonah Marais
Jonah and you have been dating for two years now. You
Always hated when he went out to clubs and drank since its not good for him. One night you were staying at his house (the boys all bought their own houses) beacuse he finished his tour. You fell asleep in his arms at 10:30pm. You woke up later to hear a drunk Jonah shuffle into bed around 3:30am. The smell of alcohol lingered in the air. As he curled himself around you his hot breath blew over your face with a stench of strong vodka, "Hey baby" jonah slopily says. You just stare at him with anger. You hated this version of him. "Whats wrong y/n?" "Where were you i woke up without you next to me." "Im sorry babe i was over at zachs house." "Really? So young Zach lives at the club now?" You confronted him, "uh, im sorry babe." "Dont appoligize. Ive seen all the pictures of you taking all those shots." You turn away and go back to sleep upset. When you wake up at 8:00 am you go down stairs and make breakfast. You clean up the house a bit and try to keep your mind off jonah. You turn on the tv and relax. Around 12:30pm Jonah finnaly drags himself out of bed. He walks over and attempts to talk to you, "Hey babygirl, look im sorry i didnt want you to be upset." You ignore him and keep watching your show. "Babe. Im serious. Im sorry. Please stop acting like this. I just got off tour and im going to be going back soon. Isnt the hangover punishment enough." You tear up and he sees the hurt in your eyes.You give in. "Babe. Dont ever do that again. Id rather you just tell me instead of sneaking out and leaving me by myself." "Okay y/n, im sorry. I love you." "I love you too jonah."
