Once in a lifetime / harry s.

04 ; drunk

Melissa drops me off at my house, and I run inside, making my way to my room quickly. I grab the picture on my nightstand, and kiss it. It was me and Jess on our 2 year anniversary.

"Jess, I'm sorry. I don't want to have feelings for anyone, but.. I just- I love you, and I miss you, but I'm lonely, and I don't know what to do," I cry into the picture. Yes, I'm a dumbass, but I don't care.

I spend the whole afternoon in my room watching movies in my shorts and bra, I was too lazy to put on a shirt. eh. As my eyes begin to close I hear a small noise, and I wake up, annoyed. The noise stops for some seconds, but then it continues, it's like some small thumps. I roll my eyes, following the noise. I get to my window, and open it. I furrow my eyebrows when I see Frank, on the tree outside my room. I quickly grab a sleeveless shirt, and put it on.

"What are you doing?" I whisper yell.

"Gonna let me in or not?" He slurs, he's fucking drunk. If my mom hears him I'm dead, she never liked frank much, she loves Aaron considering he's the best student in class, frank? not so much.

"Are you drunk?" I ask, whisper yelling.

"Yeah, I stole a bottle of whisky from my dad's collection and drank it all at Aaron's house till' his mom kicked me out," He chuckled.

"Go home, Frank." I whisper yell once more.

"Please," He says, doing the puppy dog face.

"No! Fuck, go home frank!" I say, mad.

"It'll just be a sec," He chuckles.

"You know I'm no good at making friends, why would you destroy my only friendship at this school?" I say, my voice softening.

"Because, he didn't see it as a friendship, and he- he doesn't deserve you, I mean- I've been your friend longer!" Frank slurs, biting his lip piercing. It looked really good on him.

After about a minute of thinking, I take a deep breath and let him in.

Once he gets in, he throws himself on my bed, as I walk over to my door and lock it.

I make my way to my bed, and sit besides him, touching his hair. He was sweating. We sit there in silence until he starts to laugh.

"Why are you laughing?" I ask, giggling.

"I just- it's silly." He says.

"Tell me," I smile, as I continue to run my hands through his black hair.

"I thought that I could actually win you over, that you could maybe love me, dumb right?" He chuckles.

Hurt washes over me, and my heart stings as I see the sad boy laugh.

"Frank, I do love you, but.. like a brother," I say, and he stops laughing.

"I don't know why I even came here," He groans, trying to get up, but something stops him, I stop him.

"Give me a kiss frank." I say, grabbing him by his shirt. "I felt fire whenever Jesse kissed me, wanna know why? Because I loved him, Kiss me and you'll see that there is no fire. There is no fire because we aren't meant for each other." I say, frank looking at me confused.

"Ok," He agrees.

He sits closer, and I do too.

He places his hands on my waist, pulling me in closer to him, which I do. I swing my arms around his neck, and pull him in closer. He starts biting his lip ring as he looks at my lips. I get closer, and slowly connect our lips. He starts moving them in sync first, and then I do too. One of his hands lower, and it stops just above my bum. His tongue runs on my lower lip, and he slowly enters my mouth. His tongue tasted like alcohol. Before it gets any further, I back away and lay my head on his shoulder. He smelled really nice, like.. the perfume I bought him for christmas! I knew he loved it.

Soon, he takes off his shoes, and his jacket, as he lays on my bed, my head on his chest as we continue talking.

"I told you there was no fire," I said.

"For you there wasn't," He states. "But I felt it," He says, but stops as he sees I feel uncomfortable.

"How are you doing in math?" I ask, making him groan and me giggle.

"That old man drives me crazy," He huffed, me still laughing.

"I miss you guys," I say, and there's a silent moment before he answers.

"We miss you too, You know Gabriella asked me out?" He chuckles.

"Really? That's great!" I fake excitement, Gabriella is a slut, and I hate her. Ever since I walked into that school.

"I know you hate her," He mentions.

"But that doesn't mean she can't be your girlfriend," I say, making him laugh and plant a small kiss on my forehead.

"Nah," He smiles.

After an hour of talking, he left. Leaving me happy. He's my best friend and nothing will ever change that. I just hope one day he can get it through his head that it will only be that, and no more.

I'm just glad he told me how he was feeling, he never told me any of this when he was sober.

But you know what they say, "The drunk and the child always speak the truth."

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Lol, there's chappy 4, ending with a quote ma momma told me *blue heart emoji* lol

That's frank guizeee

lol somebody asked me in my inbox that if mariana actually does anything for the story.. THIS STORY WOULD BE NOTHING W/o HER, SHE LITERALLY WRITES IT ALL, AND AT THE END, WHEN I EDIT IT I PUT IN THESE AUTHOR NOTES, THATS WHY YALL DONT HEAR FROM HER IN THESE, SO yEah (:

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