Apathetic |[D.S]| 1

8. "skin to skin is the best way to warm up"

I'm way too good at faking it
I'm way too good at making it look like
I don't want nobody else
I even started fooling myself
...

Lou's POV

I need to go home, but I want another drink. This is bad. This is really bad. Kayla, Tate and the two other girls are taking their turns and singing on the small stage while I sit on the couch again but this time by myself.

Somehow I can still manage to do some things though. I pull out my phone and read the time at the very top. Oh my gosh, it's almost one a.m. That's not that bad but I need to get back to 501 Estates...okay after one more drink.

Maybe another.

And another.

And another.

And maybe after about three or...was it four? Maybe five? After drinking I find myself stumbling out the front door almost tripping but catching myself on the brick stairs by grabbing onto the railing.

"Fuck," I let out a laugh and I hear someone else chuckle from beside me. I turn to my left and see Daniel leaning against the wall with his arms crossed, his jacket hooked over his left shoulder, exposing his right to me. Fuckkkk hesss sooooo hottttttt. I wanna touch it but he probably won't let me.

"I need help," I let out a sigh and Daniel looks over at me nodding.

"You really need help," he keeps on nodding his head. Is he calling me mentally stupid and I need help because I'm-

A glass breaks from inside and no one seems to care but I turned my head anyway. What the hell was I thinking? A party? Getting drunk? Singing? Oh hell no.

I walk my way down the rest of the stairs holding onto the railing. Once I reach the bottom of the stairs I do a mini dance because I made it down the stairs.

I walk slowly. My feet hurt. Fuck why did I have to park a block away? I don't wanna walk to my car but I do it anyway. I take steps swiftly as my tempo of walking grows close to regular.

"Hey, where do you think you're going?" Daniel runs up to me standing in front of me and preventing me from moving when I hit his chest.

"To my car, I need to go home," I try to push on his shoulders but he doesn't budge, "Moooooooveeeee," I groan but then realize I'm touching Daniel's shoulders.

And right beneath them are his muscular arms. Holy shit why isn't he stopping me? I move my left hand down his shoulder following a line indented in his arm. The curve making my core whine and stomach to flinch in butterflies.

"Holy shit I'm so drunk," I slur falling into Daniel's chest as I begin to cry for no reason. Daniel just stands there letting it happen and I wouldn't expect him to know what to do because he doesn't really do anything.

"Stop crying," he says and tilts my chin up with his index finger. Our eyes join. The blue is so dark. It's hard to really tell if it is blue at all but I can see it. The lines of lighter blue and specks of green flowing and striping it.

"Lou, I'm gonna take you home," he says and I can feel his minty breath on my nose. I nod slowly and then shake my head.

"We can't. I brought Kayla here! Daniel-

"Shhh, she can get a ride don't worry about her," he says putting his hand out. I grab my keys in my back pocket and drop them in his hand. Shivering I wrap my arms around myself and Daniel notices as I walk beside him on our way to my car.

"Cold?"

"Mhmm, skin to skin is the best way to warm up so maybe you should let me touch your arms-

"NO! I did not just say that! Holy shit I didn't mean it-

"Well I do wanna touch your arm but I don't, but I'm drunk right now. Ugh, fuck don't-

Daniel grabs my hand and stops us when we reach a brick wall, three houses down from the party. He spins my arm around me then pushes my back against the wall.

"Put this on," he hands me his jacket and I slip it on, the black denim cuffs go all the way to cover my punching knuckles. Daniel still stands in front of me and when I try to get off the wall so we can walk Daniel doesn't move out of my way.

"I recommend you start now, I'm only gonna give you a minute drunk girl," he says grabbing my left wrist and letting my hand roam over his right arm. Oh, holy shit he's actually letting me- Okay then.

"Fuck, is it getting hot in here or is it just me?" Drunk me really doesn't understand how to shut up and keep her mouth closed. Daniel laughs at that from standing tall and over me.

"It's just you," he smirks. I look up at his face forgetting about moving my arms when I pull Daniel's shoulder in and wrap my hand around his neck, my fingers playing with the hair at the nape of it.

I need you to stop me," I breathe, everything increasing when I lean in. I can hear him.

"I don't want to," he whispers, not even able to be heard but you can read his lips. Leaning in himself and his exhales and inhales are how my heart is beating now. Keeping the easy pace as it increases when Daniel's eyes click to mine when he wraps my leg around his, holding onto my thigh from underneath like earlier.

"D-daniel," I shudder against the wall by back moving and next thing I'm doing is shielding myself from the outside world only then realizing it was a car alarm going off.

By the time I've opened my eyes Daniel's standing far away from me on the sidewalk. My minute is up...it was fake. All of that was just fake. Ugh, I hate being drunk, it only makes me more emotional.

I walk up to Daniel, trying to keep my eyes away from his arms. I look down a tear falling as I wipe my under eyes quickly before he can see or tell what I'm doing.

When we've made it to the car I shut my eyes falling asleep quick in the passenger's seat while Daniel turns the heat up, pushing every single air vent towards me. My eyes fully close, relaxing my body as my heat warmer does its thing. Daniel's drive slow and I like that. It's like he's trying not to wake me up.

He's being...careful.

• • •

"Lou, wake up," I hear and flutter my eyes open, then sitting up. I don't wanna move, "please don't make me carry you...again since I had to carry you to your bedroom on movie night. Please get up love," Daniel's voice is clear and he carried me that night? That explains it.

I hop out of the car and close it behind me as Daniel walks beside me until we reach my apartment. I reach into my back pocket and cringe.

"What?" Daniel asks and my face gets heated.

"Kayla has the key. How am I gonna get in and shower and get ready for bed? How am I gonna-

"Just come with me, you'll be fine," Daniel grabs my hand as we walk farther going back downstairs and across many hallways. It's one a.m probably almost two now.

"Where are we going? Back to the lobby to call someone for a spare room? I can do it myself you know? I don't need you to-

"I'm taking you to my apartment."

Oh shit, we're going there..?

I-I'm going there..?

a/n

okay... sorry i'm really addicted to apathetic shejficisuhwdowiwdjwodcojaow!!!!

shortyyy chapterrr

also if you are listening to the songs i put above: this one is more in daniel's pov in a way. just to let y'all know!!

till the next

xx

hannah (;