meant to be // grayson dolan

six

"Why did it take you so long?" Michelle asked me and I rolled my eyes.

"Just shut up and be grateful that I even went there," I scoffed angrily.

"Yeah, whatever."

She turns around and I roll my eyes.

I search for Vicky through the whole house. Then, I see her outside with Ethan, playing Beer Pong. Damn, she was good! And probably drunk.

There is no sight of Grayson, but I'm not disappointed. After our argument from earlier, I don't even wanna talk to him. He really pissed me off.

I head to the kitchen, intending to grab a can of soda, but then I see a bottle of whiskey, standing there, all alone, on the counter. It's probably the only time I could get drunk, so why not?

I take a shot glass from the cabinet and pour whiskey inside. I take the shot in my hand and look at it for a few seconds. My first shot, at my first party. Sweet.

I pour it down my throat and squeeze my eyes shut. Oh my God, my throat is burning! I shake my head a little, and after the burning is gone, a really good taste replaces it. I loved it.

I take three more shots, followed by the same process until I'm drunk. I have a low tolerance for alcohol, in case you didn't know.

I walk out of the kitchen and the music was screaming in my ears. The room seemed to be spinning a little, as the lights got brighter. The alcohol was burning inside of me, but I loved that feeling! I feel so free right now!

I start dancing with other people, even though I have no clue how to dance. But, the rest of the teens that were surrounding me were as drunk as I was, or worse.

I slowly head to the backyard. My head starts slowly to hurt, but I ignore the pain. I keep walking and dancing through the crowd of people until I get to the beer pong table. Nobody was playing at that moment, so I took advantage of it. I get on the table and start dancing.

"Woohoo!" I screamed as I felt like outside was getting forty degrees hotter. "Why is it so hot?" then, I look at the pool. "Who wants to swim in the water?" I asked and a lot of people answered me by yelling. "Let's go, guys!" I yelled again. A few people jumped into the pool, as I was taking off my shirt. Then I felt dizzy and the whole backyard started spinning. I closed my eyes and everything turned black. I literally passed out.

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I wake up in my bed with a huge headache. I touch my forehead and massage it, as I try to remember what happened last night. But, I couldn't. Oh my God, how much have I drunk?

I look at what I was dressed with and surprisingly I see I'm in my pajamas. How the fuck...?

I cover my head with the pillow, trying to make the pain go away. I stay like that for several minutes, but it doesn't help.

My door opens and I remove the pillow, lifting my head a little. Then, Grayson's head pops in and he sees me. He smiles, then walks in the room. He is dressed in a pair of grey shorts and a red hoodie.

"Good morning!" he said and I was still confused. What is he doing here?

"Morning!"

"There is a pill and a glass of water on the nightstand."

"Thanks."

I take them and sit on my butt. I take off the blankets and look at him. He sits on my bed, watching me.

"What did I do last night?" I asked him and he started chuckling. Oh, it's bad.