A TWIST OF FATE

NOT SO DRUNK ANYMORE

Tay Tawan

"New? New?"

"Hmmm..."

"It's getting late, let's put you to bed."

"Tayyy.....let me shleep here on the floor ...itssh warm here....... don't leave me pleashhhe."

Was he so drunk that he couldn't differentiate between the floor and my thighs?😓

How was I supposed to leave anyway, with him lying on my lap like that? His hair all disheveled, his cheeks flushed from the alcohol, his eyes droopy and his lips......ah!! No I am not gonna look there....no ....no way......okay maybe a peek.........was that a mole on his nose? What was I even doing cradling a grown man in my lap??
But right now he looked so vulnerable that I didn't have the heart to leave him.

"Tayyyyy....." He grabbed my arm. "You think she will ever think about me again?"

"New you need to stop thinking about her now and go to sleep."

"No I don't wannto shleep, I am shooo alone.......my besht friend....thinks I am not important.....maybe I am not important to anyone."

The guy actually pouted 😲 and my eyes were transfixed on those lips. What the hell? This New was so shockingly different from the professional one I was used to seeing.  And even worse.....I found both....errr...... cute. Even his slurred speech was endearing.

"You are not alone, you have so many friends at the hospital.....Podd is your friend."

"And you? Are you my friend?"

He was staring at me and it felt strange. The way his head rested on my lap felt so intimate.....I suddenly had the urge to touch his silky hair and caress his red cheeks and.........no no what was I thinking.

"Tay?"

"Hmmm"

"You didn't anshwer......are you my friend?"

"Of course I am."

"You do care for me....right?"

"New.....let's get up and get you to bed."

He didn't move. He stared at me as if trying read my very soul.

"Tayyy....."

"If you keep staring at me like that, I won't be responsible for what happens next. So you better get up."

"What will happen?"

"I.....I.....I... don't know.....but.....I..might do things that both of us will regret."

Slowly he brought both his arms up and clasped them behind my neck.

"Newwiee.........."

My voice seemed to have choked in my throat. He pulled my head down and I almost stopped breathing. What the hell was he doing?

"Newwie you are drunk.....too drunk....let's go.... otherwise......."

"Otherwise what??"

"Otherwise.....Ahhh!!! I don't know......"

"Do you want to know?"

"What?"

"Tayyyy........ pleashhhe look at me"

I tried hard to look away from him but failed. It's like his eyes were pulling me towards them like a magnet.

"This is so awkward......."

"What??"

"This......this closeness.....the way my heart is beating right now.....it's not normal."