°..Love Hurts..° {Good Omens}

Chapter 2 - Drunk Sleepovers -

AUTHORS NOTE:
This is part one of two, i will try to update when i can but I'm busy with school stuff atm. So sorry about that :(

*Crowley's pov*

It was a cloudy afternoon, and it was starting to get dark. All I wanted was a drink; Vodka, wine or whiskey perhaps? I looked in the cupboard and there was nothing. My first thought was to go to Zira's place and have a drink, but that was nothing special. Aha! I've got an idea.

"Hey siri," I said quite loudly then hearing my phone buzz. "Call Aziraphale," My phone did as it was told and we planned to go out. I also invited El and that other angel that was with Zira, I hope this night goes well. I spent two hours trying to look "nice" as the humans would call it, I can't stand that word. Time passed then it was already 7pm, right, lets go pick him up. Just before I left I did the usual, shouting at the plants to make them grow better, leaving them shaking in fear. I scoffed at the plants, they're so pathetic. I checked in the mirror one last time and slammed the door behind me.
"Let's get drunk" I said to myself. Then I got in the Bentley and went straight over to angels. Aziraphale waved through his window and locked his door, he smiled at me as he did so.

"Don't even laugh at my hair," he sighed. "I may or may not have had some trouble with hair-gel" I held back a giggle, with my face going red and put my foot on the pedal. The black car speeding down the road. Aziraphale looked as if he was going to faint as I raced down the street at 90 miles per hour. After a few minutes of silence the angel spoke, "I really don't know why you drive so fast," he sighed. "one day you'll discorporate yourself."

"pshh, nah.." Aziraphale looked at me with his baby-blue eyes, I'm actually kind of jealous they're prettier than mine. Shit. What the hell am I thinking? "I..I have tried to slow down." I murmured trying to forget about Aziraphale's eyes. He gave me a warm smile, and brought me back to reality telling me that we were here. I've been zoning out a lot lately and thinking about him, I don't know why though. Anyway, the girls are already there waving as I pull into a parking space.

6 hours later..

We spent what felt like eternity drinking, we even played a game of pool..I think? I can't remember much. I'm so fucking drunk. Zira is asking for the music to be turned up louder, adding to my banging headache. He skips up to me and offers me a dance, then suddenly Queen is blasting out of the speakers. "I want to dance i really do but-" he leans over and grabs hand. The alcohol makes my throat burn. He throws his hands on my shoulders, I uncomfortably put my hands on his hips, We danced. I enjoyed it though- "huh? El are you okay?"
"Me, I'm fine" she covers her mouth trying not to be sick. "We should..get back" Cadie walks over, picks El up and goes outside to sober them both up? I couldn't care less. I call Aziraphale and he miracles us to his bookshop.

"Sleepover time!" Aziraphale shouts. We all look at him. "I am a 6000 years old demon, does it look like-" El flashes me a stern look. I stop talking and nod my head slightly. What have i gotten myself into..