Our Hearts in Two. (CHENRY )

-VIII-

Ok just a warning before I go ahead. This chapter will contain some ....well I mean a steamy scene😳.....Oh my gahahahahaha I'm totaling laughing ma ass off and blushing like crazy. I can't believe I'm about to do this😆😆 🙈🙈.

Wish me luck my dears🤗😁

Forgive my grammatical errors in advance. I will proofread later.

Enjoy🍹🍔🍟🍭🍦☕️☕️☕️☕️☕️

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A drunk Henry was a mesmerizing sight to behold. It was the strangest thing she had ever seen and till date couldn't understand how the boy did it. He wasn't your typical drunk he didn't stumble around or slur like most. Nor did he cry or become loud or talk too much. Quite the opposite really. He seemed to be at his clearest at those moments. He would look at you straight in the eye and talk like the most sane person you have ever seen. He was more quiet at those times.  If you didn't know him and passed him on the street you, might think it was a normal person. He walked straight, just a little slower. Spoke boldly unlike his usual happy-go-lucky persona. It was really funny watching him say the most stupid and weirdest things with such a serious face. There was also the occasional giggle or confusion here and there. Honestly it was something out of a comic book. They had video taped the scene a few times and gotten good laughed out of it. Henry avoids being drunk at all cost. Or gets away before the alcohol takes full effect.

The process to it was even more fascinating. One second he would seem normal and the next he said felt like a dizzy blur and then total black out. That's what he feels. Out side you see normal everyday Henry, then a slightly pause or stumble and then this stubborn, overly serious idiot seems to take over.

"Henry. Henry give me your card?" They had thank fully made it to his door without major incident.

"My card?" He frowned, "What for?"

"Cause it's a genie lamp. To open your damn door of course." She snapped.

"Oh....You don't have to be mean."

"I'm sorry. But as adorable and fun as it is, you are also as exasperating when  this wasted. The key Henry."

"It's in my pocket," he said leaning on the wall next to his door.

"I know that," she ground out trying to be patient. "So take it out and give it to me."

"Don't wanna. Take it out yourself." He folded his arms stubbornly.

"Henry please_" *sigh*  "Okay," it was useless arguing with him when he was like this. So she reached a around him and into his back pockets. The second her hand slipped in, the boy started giggling.

"Char you're palming my bum." The girl froze, her face turning beet red. She pulled her hand away fast. "Ooh don't be shy Char. How is it? Its okay if you like it. "

"Sh- shut up," she stuttered blushing harder. The boy only laughed harder. 

"Really it's okay. My bum is yours Char," his giggles subsided to take on a serious look "And yours is mine too right?"

She stared at him for a few seconds face impossibly hot, "Stupid idiot. You're drunk and talking shit."

He closed his eyes with a small humm, "Maybe," he shrugged. "But your butt is really nice. Scouts honor" he insisted making the pledge sign looking all too serious.

"Stop talking or I'm leaving you here." She threatened.

"I will just follow and sleep in your bed with you." And there was that smart mouth that got really annoying in these times too.