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I am so tipsy.
I stumbled out of the hotel waving the air out of my hair with a huff of annoyance. My eyebrows furrowing as I struggled to see where I was walking with the sun's rays shining on my face.
It was almost time for the wedding to begin when people began searching for their seats. I let out a sigh when my feet hit the white sand. The air calmed down to a gentle breeze until it finally relaxed me. My eyes scanned the party of people when they sought out Leon.
His eyes searched for mine when I froze. He walked towards me down the aisle with an intense glare. The dark blue tux he wore made his stormy eyes more prominent. I stood up straight when he stopped in front of me.
"Are you actually drunk right now? Seriously?" He glared. His voice was quieted to a whisper as he cautiously looked around Incase anyone could hear. I rolled my eyes mentally. He was always on my case.
"No," I tried to say in a firm strong voice but it came out with a chuckle when I looked at his irritated expression.
"Elias," he sighed.
I smirked and patted his chest a few uncounted times. "Well I'm here, aren't I?"
Leon rolled his eyes. "Your breath reeks and you look crazy. Come on before Corbyn loses his head." He reaches out to touch my shoulder before I growl and pull him by his neck threateningly. His eyes widen in alarm.
"Did you forget that I can do whatever the hell I want. You don't have to tell me what to do," I said childishly and tugged my tux down and stumbled forward, almost falling down into the sand.
His eyes look at me pleadingly. "Elias, stop. This is Corbyn's special day and you want to ruin it for him?"
I blinked at him. What do I say to that? Sorry? As pathetic as it was, I wouldn't apologize because I couldn't care any less. The alcohol blurred my emotions and judgement, I could care less if a hurricane blew the entire wedding away right at the moment. However, I had to admit, he was right. Corbyn was a dear friend and ruining his wedding day with my problems was not my intention. But she was ruining me. Get yourself together man, I thought. Just because an annoying human girl ruined your mood doesn't mean you have to ruin Corbyn's.
I bit my lip. This was stupid of me. God, I always had to mess everything up, didn't I? Leon said a few words and I looked up at him, my mind going blank as I looked at his face. He said something to me but I couldn't make out his words due to my clouded judgement. He frowned, stared at me for a moment longer before he pushed my shoulder.
