just warning y'all that this talks about drinking and stuff it's not that bad but if you guys don't like that kind of stuff than you can skeet skeet:)
ethan's pov
i watched emma from across the club. she dances around without a care in the world. i know something is going on. she never acts like this at parties. i should probably go over there to see what's up. as i walk through the crowds of people the worst of thoughts come to my mind. what if she was drinking. i rush up to her as quick as i could walk. she stumbles around herself trying to turn around to face me. oh no.
"oh hey ethan." she slurs. this is bad this is really bad. i should have never let her go over here by herself. not that i didn't trust her but she is always trying to fit in and she can get pressured to do something very easily.
"want a drink." she says barely able to get the words out.
"no no no emma." i say frustrated.
"what did i do wrong." she asks clueless
"we have to get you home." i pick her up and carry her out of the party, placing her in the car. i drive as fast as i possibly could home.
"i feel sick." she slurs.
"i know emma we're almost home." i say gripping onto the steering wheel.
"i'm tired." she says leaning her head on the armrest.
"try to get some sleep." i suggest maybe if she sleeps she will sober up a a little bit. her friends said that's he only had one drink but she's young so it's pretty bad.
emma's pov
i wake up from ethan carrying me inside. my head pounds feeling like it's about to burst any minute. my stomach hurts like it had never hurt before. i groan from all the pain. ethan lays me on the bed. the look in his eyes scare me. i dont really remember what happened at the party but i do feel a lot less drink than i felt there.
"my head hearts" i say half mumbling half groaning. i curl up into a little ball on the bed.
ethan's pov
i do feel bad for my babygirl but i'm mad. really mad. she's only 17 years old. why would she ever do anything like this. it is so unlike her. i try to keep calm planning on talking to her about it in the morning but sometimes my anger gets the best of me.
"i know emma." i say a little bit more forceful than i intended it to be. she pulls her legs even closer to her chest. i go into the bathroom to get some medication and emma soon follows me sitting on the floor by the toilet. she starts to throw up, a lot.
"emma." i sigh. i rub the back my neck, what i always do when i'm frustrated.
emma's pov
i can't stop throwing up. tears pour out of my eyes as i sit back against the wall. i start to sob as i pull my legs up to my chest. my tears are not helping my headache. ethan just stares at me. he's not sure what he's supposed to do.
"oh emma." is all he says.
ethan's pov
i dont know if i should comfort her and pretend that she didn't do anything wrong or if i should yell at her. i can't take it anymore. i can't stand to see her like this. she is in so much pain and i know that this isn't entirely her fault. i sit down next to her and place her on my lap. she continues to sob. i hold her close to my chest and rub her back. she sniffs and clears her throught.
"are you mad at me." her voice cracks before she erupts into more tears.
"no emma, i'm not mad at you, i'm just... disappointed." i say not able to come up with a good word to express my feelings.
"i'm sorry." she says. she can barely say a word without her voice cracking. her tears haven't slowed down since she started crying.
"i'm a horrible girlfriend, no i'm a horrible person." my heart shatters into a million and one pieces.
"emma frances chamberlain, don't ever say that about yourself again. you are not a horrible person. i was a mistake. everyone makes mistakes nobody is perfect (a/n hannah montana who) ok. now promise me that you will never drink again, not even if everyone else is." i say. i wipe a tear from her cheek and stick out my pinky.
"i promise." she wraps her small pinky around mine and i kiss her on the head.
"you know that i love you right." i say poking her stomach which makes her squirm.
"i love you more.m, but i still have a headache though." she smiles which instantly makes me smile.
"oh right." i say standing up grabbing the medics off the couch and giving her a drink of water. i put the water in the table by the bed and she lays down while i crawl on next to her.
"goodnight babygirl." i say as she lays her head on my chest.
"goodnight." soon she drifts oof to sleep.
kinda good and fresh. thank you guys so much for 300 reads omg. i love all of you. i don't really know what it is like to be drunk lol because i'm only 5 so this is probably inaccurate.
request some prompts if you want:) thanks!
