Right room wrong person

11.

I had been drinking again tonight at the club I had gone to, and Dom was drunk himself, the rest of the vlogsquad had gone out with us, and we were all making our way back to David's, although this time I was sleepy, leaning on Dom in the car and trying not to fall asleep, but failing.

"Lo, we're here."  I felt a nudge, and it was David trying to pull me out of the car.

"Mmmph."  I mumbled, and fell onto my side as Dom was no longer in the car.

"Come on."  He laughed, his camera in one hand, my arm in his other.  "Come on, you've had too much."

"I'm going to sleep here." I mumbled, and he tried pulling me out again.

"Jason, can you hold this."  David said and passed him the camera.  "Lo, come on, you're going to bed."  David said and was now pulling me out with both arms.  My eyes were shut and my body was limp.  "Can someone help me carry her in?""  He asked, Scotty came out, tugging me out.  "I'll grab her legs, you can grab her arms."  David said, I felt self concious as I was wearing a skirt, there would definitely be some flashing going on.  I was being carried and felt myself being swayed, then, placed onto something soft, and smelled nice, I curled up instantly into the blankets and began falling asleep.

"Don't puke in my bed, Lo."  Was the last thing I heard before drifting off.

my head was so sore, and my mouth was so dry.  I opened my eyes, and next to me was a fluff of brown hair, and a black shirt.  David.  I nudged him to wake up, but he didn't move, I did it again and this time he mumbled, before rolling over to face me.

"You look awful."  He frowned.

"I feel awful.  What're you doing in here?"  I was confused, shouldn't it have been Dom?

"Someone had to make sure you didn't choke on your own vomit"  David said, he passed me a water bottle.  "Drink this."  I did as he said, and laid back down with my eyes shut, my headache made me ache all over, and my stomach was hurting. 

"I feel sick."

"You're gonna throw up?"  David jumped out of bed.

"Yes."  He quickly grabbed a bucket from nearby and pushed it into my face, as I puked up all the water, and the alcohol I had drank last night.  "Ugh.  Sorry."

"It's fine, just don't puke in my bed, then I'll kick you out."

"What's the time?"

"eight."

"It's so early."

"And you're already awake and hungover, can I help you with anything?"  David asked.

"I don't want to be alone right now."  I said, and I could see his brown eyes deepen.

"I'll stay with you then."  He sat down on the opposite side of the bed I was on. 

"I hate myself when I drink."  I confessed, laying down on my back.  "I turn into the biggest mess."

"It's fine, you weren't that bad, I've seen a lot worse."

"Like what?"  I questioned.

"I've seen my friends become violent when drunk, or just puking on beds instead of the bathroom, they're way worse than you."  David was trying to comfort me, and it was working, his arm was rubbing my leg, it was so gentle and nice.

"Can you get me some pankillers?  This headache is bad."

"Sure."  David got up from the bed, and the way the bed moved made my tummy turn, I wanted to puke again.  "Here."  He said and got some from his bag.

"Fingers crossed I don't puke them up."

"You can sleep in here if you want, I'll leave."  David was about to leave, but his presence was comforting.

"Please don't, fill me in on what I did last night." 

"Okay, well you kept drinking vodka sodas, had tequila shots, danced on a table, almost got us kicked out of the club, I somehow convinced them to let you stay, you had to drink a lot of water to stay, and then we left the club, you fell into the uber, and fell asleep on Dom.  It was pretty tame.

I groaned.  "I almost got us kicked out."  That's embarrassing.

"It wasn't too bad, I'll forgive you for that one, you could've done worse, like punched someone, but you didn't."

"I guess so, but it's still embarrassing."

"I wouldn't be, but I did get it on camera."  He chuckled.

"David, please don't." I pleaded.

"It's deleted, but I'm keeping you wanting to sleep in the car."

"Fine."  I agreed.  "You can keep that, the other stuff has to be deleted."

"Of course."  David stayed in bed with me, rubbing my head as I wass dozing off back to sleep.  When I awoke again he was gone, and I felt lonely and empty, and wanted to immediately go back to when it was just him and I in his room.