ocean eyes

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As drunk as could be I walked on to yet another street in L.A and hope to bump into some guy to sleep with, just so I could stay at their place. As I said this to myself I tripped over some steps into some guy, he was cute, really cute. So I started flirting with him to see if it went anywhere.

"You're drunk, come back to my hotel and I'll get you some water", when he said this I then realized he was some soft guy who I really don't need in my life right now. So I said no I'm good thanks and turned around. Because I was so drunk as I tried to turn around I slipped backwards and he caught me, and I swear as I fell I teleported to a bad because instead of him cashing me its like i fell straight into a bed.

Two of his friends were there staring at me as i sat up confused. I asked them what time it was and they both said 3:56

Why am I up it's too early for me to even be asleep.

"You fainted and Sebastian brought you here" some dirty blond haired guy said.

"Who the hell is Sebastian" I said, as I said this the door opened and some guy with ocean blue eyes and dark brown hair came into the room. i couldn't tell if he was the guy I ran into thought because it was really dark when I ran into him.

"That's me, you stumbled into me in the streets"

"Oh, that was you, sorry it was really dark and I couldn't see you all that well"

"It's fine I get it" he said this as he handed me a cup of water I started at it and said "no, I'm good thanks".

"But you're extremely drunk if you don't drink it..." I cut him off, "I'll have a bad hangover, I'll throw up, I'll feel sick, listen whatever you're going to tell me I know I'm used to it by now because I don't really remember the last 6 years of my life. I spend most of my time so drunk I don't remember anything the following morning, I don't have a job, I don't live anywhere, I live by making friends each night trading clothes with girls I don't know, and I sleep at some guys house leave early morning, take some money and drink as the day goes on until night when I can get someone to buy my drinks. Whatever you think you can do to help me leave it in your head. Now can I crash here for the night and I'll be out of your hair by morning."

The three of them looked at me shocked and the two guys left and the black dude said "yo, sexy seabags, were gonna leave this up to you", they left and I looked over at him and said "if you got champagne I'll take that".

He actually called for room service to bring champagne which shocked me a little, but I wasn't complaining.

When it got there he poured me a glass and asked me what my name was "Olivia" I said.

"What a pretty name suited for a pretty girl, your parents chose a good name for you" I just looked down at my feet in memory of them and how after they died I never really had time to grieve them because that's when my lifestyle changed. I didn't notice I started to tear up until Sebastian looked at me and said "did they pass?"

"Yea, on my 21st"

"Oh, it must have been awful losing them both on a special day like that"

"Yea, it probably was"

"Why do you say probably, you're the one who lost them"

"Because I honestly don't remember what it felt like to lose them because I never gave myself time to greave. I started drinking, dropped out of college, lost my job, and here I am" I looked over at him tears rolling down my eyes with a slight smile on my face and got up for more champagne. He grabbed my arm and stood up and looked at me in my eyes as I stared back in his ocean blue eyes he said "let me help you". I looked at him stunned and shocked.

"I don't think I want help, drinking makes me forget everything that has happened because most of the things that have probably happened to me have happened while I was drunk and I don't remember them"

"I know you want help, you may not know it quite yet but you're going to thank me for what I'm going to do for you" I had no idea what was wrong with him, he was crazy our of his mind thinking I could be fixed, I've been like this for six years. I don't think some cute guy can fix all the damage that has been done.

He sat down and so now I was looking down to him and he brought me to sit on his legs while facing him so now we were eye to eyes. I ran my fingers through his hair on the side of his head towards the back of his had and just stared at him and said "I don't know why you think you can fix me so easy".

As he held onto my waist so i wouldn't fall back he said "because I see potential in you that you could become someone one day, and I don't know why but you make me feel some sort of way that I'm not familiar with"

I don't know what he was doing to me, it felt like he was brain washing me and I wasn't sure if I hated it yet. I kissed him and he leaned back into the bad so I was on top of him and then he turned me over while still kissing, but I don't know how to explain what I felt, it was far more than just a kiss.

But when he turned me over he stood up and said "you really think I'm going to sleep with you, I'm trying to help you and that wouldn't help". I sat up and looked at hime as he got a shirt from his luggage and gave it to me and told me to go change and lay down. I took the shirt and went to the bathroom, changed and then laid down.

Sebastian was already in bead and so I just went and laid next to him, "I don't know what you're doing to me Olivia".

I looked at him and said "I'm not doing anything I'm just really good at flirting when I'm drunk". He turned his head and I looked at him and smiled and he just laughed and pulled me closer, he kissed my head and said "you're going to thank me one day for what I'm going to do for you". I looked up at him and said "if theres anything to thank you for". He looked down at me and smiled after that we fell asleep quickly.

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