Paranormal Disease V2

Chapter 5

BIG UPDATED.

I pulled out some Vodka, Gin, and Whiskey and put them on a table. "Do you guys want to play? Or would you be so cruel to make me play on my own." I looked back and forth at the two boys. Alex stood up and sat at the table. Pick rolled his eyes as he got up as well. As Pick sat I pulled out three shot glasses, and poured each with the same drink. Vodka first.
As there were no chairs I sat on Alex's lap, as I shot back a glass. "Pussies."
The night began of hard drinking and doing stupid things. Nothing mattered. For once in our depressed fucked up lives we were laughing and happy.
"I dare you to put your hand in a blender." I nearly slurred my words as I looked toward Pick, who stared at me with fear. "Okay and you have to get stabbed five times in the gut."
"No and no." The lesser drunk of us all spoke up. "You're no fun." I turned my body back to Alex as I wrapped my arms around his neck, kissing him softly. "I can either make a sexual pun or say something boring." He laughed as his hands laid on my hips.
"Pick please tell me you're a druggie and have drugs on you." I giggled as I felt Alex sigh against me.
Party pooper.
"I was a druggie, thank you. But no, I don't have anything on me."
"I knew it!" I said out loud as I let out another laugh. I felt happy for no reason, absolutely no reason.
I turned around as Alex hugged me from behind, sending chills up my spine.
"I love you." Alex whispered as he kissed my neck. "Hey I'm still here guys," Pick flailed his arms as I let out a laugh.

Pick walked past us and shut the door as I felt my body inching closer and closer.

My hands brushed against Alex's jaw line as he kissed me deeply, his hands held my hips as he pushed me gently down on the bed.

His hand grabbed my thigh, as I kept a moan in.

Alex stopped kissing me, as he sat up, "Cherry I can't. You're drunk, really really drunk."

I didn't bother arguing. I just kissed him again. This time he pushed me up on the bed and held my arms above my head and smiled innocently.

I stared up at him as his grip around my hands loosened, as he slid his hands down my arms back to my hips. "I love you so much Cherry, believe me I would've, but you're drunk and I don't want you regretting anything." I didn't say a word I just continued to look at him, "I love you too." I said quietly as I smiled softly. "But I'm not as drunk as you think." I smirked as he kisses my forehead and lies next to me arm still around my hips.

I let out a small sigh as I buried my face in his neck.

I've never loved somebody so much. Where just being in their presence makes you happy, just being able to touch them in a none sexual way still gives you tingles. All you want to do is spend every second with them whenever they're around, your thoughts are only on that one person. And thinking about being away from them physically hurts, I love Alex in that way.

About 15 minutes later I was unable to sleep, I lifted my head up and realised Alex was still awake. "Hi."

"Hi." I replied quickly kissing him on the lips. "Why aren't you sleeping?" He raised an eyebrow as he rubbed my side. "Because I told you I'm not that drunk and I have insomnia." I grinned as I rubbed my hand over his chest for a second.

"That and I haven't slept in 'full' clothes since I was six." I was referring to sleeping in my underwear. "By all means, take your shit off, I'm not complaining." By then I wasn't in a sexual mood anymore. I pulled off my sweater along with my shirt. I trusted Alex, he was the only
person I'd let see my scars, he was the only person who didn't judge me. For two reasons, one he had scars as well, and two, he knows what it feels like to feel so alone.

I didn't bother taking off my pants, I didn't feel like it.

I got under the blanket as I pushed myself close to Alex, he rubbed my back then started tracing my spine that stuck out way to much.