Blinded by You

Chapter Thirty Five~ I don't like us better when we're wasted

Realizing no one was in the kitchen as I tiptoed in there, I grabbed some food and snuck toward the liquor cabinet.

"Fireball, Patron and Absolut," I whispered. "Perfect." Practically sprinting back up the stairs and closing my bedroom door behind me, I plopped down on the hardwood floor and motioned to Harry.

"Well, well," he chuckled. "Look at you being devious."

"It's not devious. It's my parents don't care and I need a distraction right now."

Harry's POV:

"Well, well," I chuckled. "Look at you being devious."

"It's not devious. It's my parents don't care and I need a distraction right now." Distraction? From what? Remaining quiet, I simply sat across from her and we started to eat.

"We didn't have any Skyy Pineapple or I would've totally brought it up here." Watching her take a large swig from the bottle of Absolut, I slightly cringed.

"Fireball and Patron are enough for me. Absolut screws me over too much," I replied, taking a swig of Patron; the smooth liquid slightly burning my throat.

"C'mon, baby," she murmured. "Just drink." Handing me the bottle of Absolut, I took a large, skeptical swig. Long story short, we were both fucked.

"I want Taco Bell," Ellen laughed.

"Oh my shit. Mexican food would be so good right now!" I whispered.

"We're drunk. We can't drive."

"Your brother!"

"Shhhh," she laughed. "I can't, I can't get up." Bursting into laughter and knocking the empty Absolut bottle over, I crawled toward the door.

"Ashton!" I whisper-yelled.

"Ashy poo!"

"Ash bash!"

"What the hell?" he groaned, walking out of his room.

"Ellen and I want some food," I smiled widely.

"Get it yourself, wanker."

"I'm drunk."

"Sucks to suck."

"Ashton, please go get us some food. There's a mcdonalds down the road. I'll give you the money!" I pleaded.

"Fine," he groaned.

"Thanks, mate."

"Yeah yeah." Handing him whatever money was in my wallet, I watched him walk down the stairs and crawled back toward Ellen.

"Do you have food?"

"Ashton is gonna it get," I slurred.

"Ah okay," she nodded. "C'mere, baby." She held her arms out and I laid my head against her torso.

"I fucking love you. You know that right?" she asked, running her fingers through my hair.

"I know. I fucking love you too, Louis."