maybe they'll be a part 2, maybe not.
"come on noah, give me the keys." you kept a straight face on while grabbing noah's arm and turning him towards you, you're other hand extended asking for the car keys.
"no." he didn't hesitate with his answer. yanking his arm away from you he continued his path towards the white car waiting in the parking lot.
following behind him you sighed, knowing how he got when he had one too many cups of liquor.
"noah, please." the music from the party going on inside the venue was muffled outside, the air outside being filled with the stench of pot or cigarettes from the people smoking around you.
"i said no. i drove here, i can drive back." he groaned, not even turning to look at you. he finally reached the car, making you fasten your pace and walk in front of him.
"no you can't, give me the damn keys." you placed your hand on his chest, stopping him from going any further. a loud dog left his plump lips, "why the hell would i give you my keys?" his eyes squinted, looking down at you.
"just––please." your delicate e/c eyes looked up at his, begging him to just give yo the keys and get in the passenger seat.
"for the last time, y/n, no!" his voice abruptly became louder, making the proper around you and the cars stare in your direction.
his right hand hung loosely down his side, allowing you to snatch the keys away from it. "i don't care what you said, i'm driving. let's go." you spoke through gritted teeth, not wanting this to go any further like the last time.
noah reached out for the keys, making you hide them behind your back and on the opposite side from where he was reaching.
finally catching it, he gripped onto your wrist and grabbed them back from you. "who the hell do you think you are, huh?!" he pushed you aside, your side bumping into the black camero parked next to your vehicle, and walked towards the drivers door.
the strangers around you still had their eyes glued on the scene, some whispering to each other while others continued to smoke their joints.
you grabbed the back of his shirt, pulling him back towards you and making him stumble. "don't do this noah." he turned around to face you once again, his eyes turning a darker shade. "i'll do whatever i want to, got it?" his hands made contact with your shoulders, pushing you back. your feet stumbled upon each other, nearly making you trip.
"why don't you stop being so fucking bossy for once?" his question made a sarcastic laugh come out of your mouth, "bossy? i'm sorry, i didn't know that worrying about your fucking state was being bossy!"
"who said i needed you to worry about me in the first place? you do nothing but follow me around, let me remind you that i didn't ask for you to come with me to this party!" his voice grew louder with every word he said.
"i don't even know why i'm still with you, you do nothing but make life hell on earth for me!" your heart sank. this wasn't the worst thing he had said to you when under the influence, but it was on the top five list.
"come on man, just give her the keys and let her take you home." your attention turned to the curly haired stranger who had interjected.
