No More Misery

Six - Hensley's POV

"Yeah, I understand. Let me help you." 

I couldn't help but feel that Watson was attracted to me. I mean giving me his sweater, trying to help me take care of my drunk friend. I was probably just over-thinking though.

"It's okay. You really don't have to. I'm sure you didn't come to a party to take care of a girl and her friends." 

"Well, honestly, I came to see you." 

"Oh." He came to see me? I felt a swoosh of butterflies fluttering my stomach. A guy has never acted this way towards me before. He made me feel special. 

"Come on. Let's go find your other friend." 

I followed behind Watson, holding Harper's hand like she was a child and we were trying to cross a street. I didn't want her to get lost in the crowd. 

"There she is." I pointed to Madeline. She was sitting on the lap of that muscular blonde haired guy from earlier. He obviously got around well at the party. She didn't look herself, I could tell she was drunk. I felt very disappointed in her, being as she was supposed to be the DD. I'm the only sober one of us three, and don't have my driver's license. 

"Madeline, it's time to go home now." I walked over to her and the blonde guy. 

"Hey, it's you again. Where's your boyfriend?" The blonde guy's eyes were flickering.

"He's-he's right behind me." Watson came up beside me.

"Come on Madeline. Time to go home." Watson added onto my request.

"Okay. Bye bye Greyson." Madeline kissed the blonde boy on the cheek. 

Madeline stood up and then fell to the floor. I've never seen her so drunk before. Something told me this was caused from peer pressure conducted by Greyson. 

Watson bent down and picked Madeline up with ease. He slung her over his shoulder as smoothly as you would a jacket. For some reason seeing him do so made him all the more attractive. 

"Let's get out of here. Show me where you guys parked. I'll drive you guys home." Watson instructed. Without hesitation I lead him, Madeline, and Harper out the car. 

Watson put Madeline in the backseat, and I put Harper beside her. 

"Do you know where the car keys are?" Watson asked.

"Mads, where's your car keys?" 

"Me don't know. Wait! Pockie Pockie!" 

I reached over and slid my hand into her sweater's pocket. I heard the jingle of keys, latched my hand onto it and pulled the key out. 

"Here." I handed them to Watson. 

He drove us back to my house. I would text Madeline and Harper's parents and tell them that they are sleeping over. Both of their parents would kill them if they knew they were drunk. 

We got home, and lead them inside the house and into my bedroom. Watson and I went outside on the porch. 

"Thank you so much for helping me. I'm really sorry that you missed the party." 

"Meh, I'm not really a party type of guy. Like I said, I came to see you. Goal achieved." 

I nervously bit my lip and looked down to my shoes. Suddenly I felt his hand reach and slide my hair behind my ears. I immediately looked up at him. We made eye contact. It didn't feel awkward at all. It felt.. unreal. 

"I'm-I'm sorry." Watson stumbled over his words. 

"Uhm, it's okay." 

"Have a goodnight Hensley. I'll see you later." 

"Wait, how are you getting home?" 

"I'll walk." Watson grinned and shrugged his shoulders. 

"Do you want me to call you an uber, or a taxi. It's late." 

"I think I'd be safer walking. But thanks for the offer. Night."

"Oh. Here's your sweater. I think you'll need it more than me now." I took it off.

"Thanks." Watson put it back on, and began to walk off into the distance. I felt the cool night air blaze through my skin and I went inside.