love on the brain

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Emily's POV

I was awoken in my sleep by a sound of glass shattering. I sat up in bed quickly, looking over next to me expecting to see Alison. But I remember she left. Me.

She left in anger after our argument, after she basically told me she'd never love me or be with me and if I even thought that then I should leave.

I glanced over to Alison's nightstand to look at the time. 3:20 am.

I heard commotion going downstairs, I quickly removed the covers off of me going to the door.

By the time I made it downstairs, I heard voices.

"Alison... damn... if you keep making noise your gonna wake emily so shut up"

My eyes brows frown walking towards the direction where voices were. I turned into the living room, my eyes widen from what I saw in front of me.

Jason holding his younger sister up, as she laughed hysterically. She looked drunk.

"Alison?"

My voice surprised to see her back at 3 in the morning. I mean I knew she left but I didn't think she'd back into later.

"hey babe"

She says laughing. Her eyes red. Cheeks red. Her hair was no longer in her regular ponytail.

She most definitely was drunk.
I watched as Jason places her down on the couch, I rushed over to both of them.

"W-What happen?", I asked him concerned about Alison. She's never been the type to drink. And even if she said she'd probably know to handle it. Meaning she drank a lot.

Also meaning the argument we had earlier effected her more then it did me.

"I found her at some bar downtown. I knew something was wrong when Tyler called me and said she left angrily", he explains.

As Alison laid against the couch looking at both of us, still laughing.

My heart broke seeing Alison like this. I did this to her. It's my fault she was not herself.

"I'm gonna take her upstairs", Jason said reaching for her, when I stopped him.

"No. I got it", I tell him.
Feeling responsible for earlier. I pushed Alison to this. I shouldn't have.

"Are you sure?"

I nod as I noticed Alison tilting as if she was about to fall of the couch, I quickly leaned my body forward.

Alison head fell on near my stomach. I turn to Jason, "Yeah.", I tell him.

"Alright.. call me if you need anything"

I nod watching him walk out the house, the door shut, and I turn my full attention to Alison.

She looked up at me, her blue eyes sparkled.

"Damn.. you're so beautiful"

She drunkly tells me smiling ear to ear.

"And you're drunk."

"Am I?", she asked looking around before laughing.

"Alright. Time for bed", I tell her, grabbing her hand. As she stood up almost stumbling, I held her as tight as I could.

I guide her to the stairs noticing as looking around.

"Whose house is this? Humongous", she says.

Drunk Alison was adorable. She wasn't rude or uptight. She was a side that sober Alison doesn't have. Sometimes I wonder if Alison had a good childhood then maybe she wouldn't be the way she said now.