The Olympic Road

Drunken mistakes

After peeing for the millionth time since I got which felt like 3 hours go. I told Charlie I wanted to go home. He began walking. I figured I should follow him but I was too drunk to walk. he finally realized.

"Carry me like a princess" I shouted. He chuckled at me and picked me up. I knew I would regret this tomorrow I have to work out from 10-1 then go pratice it on the ice for 7-9. Ugggh im dreading tomorrow. Charlie put me in the passanger seat and buckled me in. It may be the alcohol talking but I loved being near charlie. It was like a rush of warmth. I held on to him a little longer before I let him go. He shut the door and I released a breath i didnt know I was holding in.

Charlie got in his seat and turned on the car. We sat in a comfortable silence I soon became sleepy. We pulled up to my house and no lights were on.

Thanks god I thought silently to myself. Charlie turned to me asked if he needed to carry me again. I shook my head no as I staggered all the way to my house. He soon came in front of me and told me to get on his back. It took me 3 trys to get on. I'm going to have one major brusie on my butt and hands. Charlie carried me through the house then up to my room. He disappeared for a moment and came back with some Advil, a water and one of his shirts.  He left them on the table and grabbed his shirt. I felt like a small child. He put my arms through the holes and pulled it over my head. He then removed the rest of my clothes leaving my underwear and bra are still on. Nothing uber sexual about it. He tucked me and started to leave. I stopped him and asked if he would stay until I fell asleep. Cheesey I know but it was the only way I could think of to make him stay plus I didn't like the dark. He removed his jeans and came under the covers.