Leah's pov-
New York was over and now we were back home. The boys have been spending time at their practices and I have been staying at home or going to work with them and just sitting in someones office. Tomorrow I had to get my wisdom teeth pulled. Was I scared of getting my wisdom teeth out? Yes I was, so I did what any normal teenager does. When they left me home alone today, I went into our liquor cabinet.
I grabbed a bottle of tequila and poured a glass. I took the swing and I kept refilling it, till I couldn't feel myself anymore. It felt relaxing almost, I laughed and kept pouring some more. Suddenly the door opened and I said "Look who is home!" They came in and saw me, Calum said "Oh Jesus." Michael picked up the bottle and said "Y'all she drank half the bottle." They all looked at me and I said "C'mon let's party."
I got out of the chair and fell immediately on my face. "LEAH!" I heard everyone yelling and I blacked out.
I was woken up to beeping, I looked to my left and saw a heart monitor thing. "Damn it I'm in the hospital." I thought to myself. An IV hooked up to me and my dad in a chair right next to me. He was holding my hand, "Hey honey." "What happened?" "We had to pump your stomach and you were drunk and hit your head. No concession just a bad bump." "Great." Luke came in and said "Aw look little Irwin is awake."
I sighed and the rest of the boys came in, after a couple lectures about how I can't be home alone ever again. I said "So do I still have to get my wisdom teeth out?" "Yes." They all replied and I sighed.
