Roomies |E.C|

|21 - Like-Like|

|Ethan|

Harper's arm was slung over my shoulder as I walked her to my car. I'm glad I decided to be the driver for the night, cause I didn't really feel up to drinking; however, I didn't expect to be practically dragging a wasted version of Harper home by myself. I really hadn't wanted to ruin Alyssa's date though, so I volunteered. Why had Harper gotten so drunk anyway?

I'd been avoiding her for days, mostly because I knew I'd fucked up... And because I knew how much I really did like her. Every time we'd brush past one another at home, I got this feeling in the pit of my stomach that I couldn't get to go away. I desperately wanted to just talk to her, but she probably hated me for saying all of those things nearly a week before. There was no point in telling her how I felt after that.

We reached the car and I helped her into it. I buckled her in and made my way to the driver's side, getting in too. She had little beads of sweat on her forehead so I turned on the A/C and pulled out of the parking lot. The drive was pretty chill until she started fidgeting a little.

Her breathing rate started to increase, "I'm gonna be sick..." Fuck, no no no.

"Oh no, please not in the car!"

"Shit," She threw her hand over her mouth.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck," I chanted frantically. I rolled her window down and she immediately threw her head out of it, puking outside. Once she was finished she brought her head back into the car. "You feel better?"

"Little bit."

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I unlocked our apartment door and helped Harper inside. I locked the door back and she practically fell onto the couch. It looked like she was about to just go to sleep right there.

"Hey, no, we have to get you in bed," I whispered and tried to lift her up by her hands. She pouted and held her arms out so I just picked her up and she wrapped her legs around my waist.

"Oof, so strong!" she giggled as I carried her to her room. I chuckled and set her on the bed. I realized she was still in her clothes, which would be pretty uncomfortable to sleep in. Shit, I'd probably have to help her change.

"Where are your pajamas?" I asked her. She pointed in the direction of her dresser. I walked over to it and opened and closed a few drawers before I found the right one.

I tossed a big T-shirt and some shorts onto the bed and pulled her shoes off. She sat up, wiggled out of her jacket, and threw it on the floor.

"Can you get your pants off?" I asked. She unbuttoned them but seemingly gave up on getting them off halfway through. I sighed and pulled the pants all the way off. She was just in a crop top and panties in front of me (my favorite panties she owned, I'll add) but she didn't seem to care. She was just super drunk. I tried to will the boner I was getting away and kept helping her.

I pulled the shorts up her legs and she sat up to pull her top off. She wasn't wearing a bra. Fuck, Ethan, come on. I pulled the T-shirt over her head and helped her put her arms through. She looked at me and bit her lip. God, she was so drunk.

"Can I tell you something?" she slurred.

"Yeah, anything," I was curious to hear what a drunk Harper had to say.

"I miss you a lot, y'know? You haven't been talk- talking to me. It makes me sad."

I instantly started feeling bad again, "I'm so sorry, Harper..."

"It sucks because I like-like you a lot, Ethan," She sat up slowly and reached for me. I felt the heat rise to my cheeks and my heart thumped when I grabbed her hand. I was happy for a second, but then I remembered that she'd probably forget all of this by morning. Welp, that had its pros and cons.

"I like-like you too, Harp," Her smile grew huge and she laid back in bed. "You'd better get some rest..." I pulled a blanket over her and was about to leave the room.

"No, stay Ekat," she said sitting back up a bit, "Haha, you don't look like a cat though, E."

I laughed at her drunkness at first, but I started thinking seriously, "I don't know, Harper..." The last thing I wanted was for her to wake up sober and flip because I was in bed with her.

"Please?" Ugh, how was I supposed to say no to her? I pulled my jacket off and she started to smile again. When I was just in my T-shirt and boxers, I shut the door and climbed into bed with her. She immediately buried her head in my chest and I started tracing circles on her back. I let my eyes dart around the dark room until they got too heavy to stay open.

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I woke up suddenly and looked over at Harper who was still sleeping. I smiled and brushed the hair out of her face before slowly sliding out of her bed. I really didn't want to risk her being mad at me for staying in there with her, which is why I'd gotten up.

I opened her door slowly and went to the bathroom. Once I was finished in there, I grabbed the Advil out of the medicine cabinet and gathered a few other things from the kitchen. I set the items on Harper's bedside table and kissed her forehead before leaving the room.

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A/N: We're at 1k my babies! 🖤🌶