Obsession [s.m]

eight

-Shawn-

We left the bar about 10 minutes ago and we're now walking to a club that a few blocks over. We've had our good amounts of pre-club drinks and we're all feeling a little tipsy and silly.
I watched Marie walk with Madison in front of us. She danced to no music, had one arm around Madison and yelled the song lyrics to '8TEEN' by Khalid. She was so carefree and happy... it made me feel happy.
Perhaps this my drunk conscience speaking but I think I might actually like this girl. Like really like her. She's different, she doesn't really care that i'm Shawn Mendes, she's gorgeous, and from what I know she has a good heart. I'll make some moves tonight, hopefully i'll be leaving with my lips on hers.

"Lets partay broooss"

Marie had a little more to drink than she should over but Jon did say she never turns down a good party.
Marie and I were at the bar taking shot one after another to see who could get them all down the fastest.

"WOAH"

"You like this game eh?"

"You bet you're ass I do, I mean my ass. Wanna bet my ass?"

"I wanna beat you're ass?"

"NOO BET MY ASS."

Our conversations doesn't make any sense considering we're both drunk and can't hear over the clubs music. I grab her hand and take her to the VIP lounge and we sit down, it's more quite, there are less people around.

"So..."

"Lets play a game! I loooove games Shawn."

"Okay let's play a game."

"Lets play 12 questions. But let's get drunk and do it."

"Okay... here's 12 shot glasses for you...and 12 more for me."

"Lets play it different. Ask me a question about yourself and I have to guess it, If I get it wrong i take a shot. Deal?"

"Sounds good to me."

"Okay you first Shawn."

"What is my eye color?" I close my eyes and wait

"Green...open."

"You're really good at this."

"I'm just getting started."

"Okay Marie you go."

"What is my hair color?"

"Marie. I'm looking at it right now"

"Shh don't tell Shawn...hehe"

"We should get out of here...Burgers?"

"YES! Oh Shawn!"

She gave a me a big hug and continued to talk into my ear.

"I LOVE BURGERS SHAWN."

"Me too... let's go"

I begin to walk her out and she turns back around.

"Wait!"

"What's wrong?"

"I didn't finish my shots"

"There's 12 of them and you're plenty drunk...Lets
go"

"Count for me...1...2...3..."

Three shots go down her throat as she continues to do all 12.

"You're crazy girl."

"Hell yeah I am."

"Oh my god...you're DRUNK drunk."