𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞 ✧ 𝐝.𝐭.

drunk ; grayson dolan

arms *heart eyes* ^^^

grayson

i take the last shot there was.

i feel the liquid burn my throat when it goes down my throat.

i slam the glass down.

i wipe my mouth and look for the bartender.

"bartender!" i shout.

a man turns around and walks toward me.

"let me get 3 more shots of tequila." i say.

"sir, you've already had 15 shots." the man says.

"does it look like i care? give me 3 more man." i say.

"yes sir." he walks back.

i start to get hiccups.

"fuck." i whisper.

i see more shots in front of me.

"tha-thanks." i tell the man.

he smiles and walks away.

its only been a couple of hours since i left the house.

we fought.

i accused her of cheating.

she said it was her "cousin".

she actually thought i was gonna believe that.

i saw news articles about it all over the internet.

grayson dolan's girlfriend cheating???

that was one of the titles for one of them.

so i left.

i checked my watch and saw that it was 1:34 a.m.

14 missed calls from y/n <3

i roll my eyes.

i get up.

i stumble a little.

i was dizzy.

i was already drunk.

great.

i try to walk out of the bar.

once i felt the cool air hit my face, i smiled.

30 minutes later

"hey baby." i hiccup.

"grayson?? where the hell are you?!" she asks.

"i don't know." i say.

i kick a rock.

"grayson. tell me where you are." she says.

i look up and see a neon sign.

"uh, i'm somehow at the gas station." i scratch my head.

"which one." i hear shuffling noises.

"um," i hiccup again. "where publix is."

"okay, stay there grayson. don't move. i'll be there in 5 minutes." she says.

"but wait." i say.

"what grayson." i hear her voice getting irritated.

"can we fuck," i hiccup again. "when we get home."

"grayson shut the hell up and just stay where you are." she hangs up.

she was mad.

five minutes later