Loved You First (#Wattys2016)

Chapter 11: Forty shots

Paris' POV.

We both laughed after our fortieth shot. We were more than half through the bottle and quizzing each other to test who's slightly tipsy. Of course we both know that we're both sober but we kept messing up the answers anyway.

"Who's the president of the United States?" I asked.

"Michelle Obama." He stated proudly. "Or is it Michael?"

"That's the first lady, stupid." I laughed.

"Fine then, Einstein." He smirked. "How many days are there in a leap year?"

"I don't know." I creased my eyebrows. "400?"

He clapped sarcastically. "Bravo. I've never met such a genius."

I bowed with a smile. "I need to pee." I stood up from the barstool and felt the place tip.

"Are you okay?" asked Ian, holding me upright. I blinked to focus my mind and the world was right again.

"Yeah." I waved. "Just slightly tipsy. Bathroom, okay?"

"Sure." He said with a worried look. I walked to the bathroom with ease and did my business.

I freshened up and was about to go out of the bathroom when Margot rushed into one of the stalls and heard her puke.

"Babe?" Charlie called from outside the door. "I'm going to come in alright."

"Sure." I called back and went to check in on Margot.

Charlie went inside and quickly pulled Margot's hair out of her face while she puke her guts out. "What happened?"

"Too much whiskey." Charlie simply said.

"I'll call the others." I informed before going out.

I saw Ian sitting nervously on the barstool and I called his name. He turned and his features immediately relaxed. "I was about to check up on you. Are you okay?"

"I'm fine but Margot's done for the night." I said and he nodded in understanding.

"I'll find Shane, you find Jade. Let's meet again here." Ian instructed and I nodded.

After a few minutes of searching, I saw Jade standing by a post and giggling. "You're so quiet." She said to the post.

"That's because he's not breathing." I chuckled.

"What?" she shrieked. "I've been talking to a dead guy?"

"It's not even a guy." I said, holding her hand.

"Are you saying I'm lesbian?" Jade gasped.

"Let's go." I laughed, dragging her to the barstools. We waited a few minutes for Ian and Shane.

"You are wasted." Shane chuckled behind Ian with Charlie and Margot.

"I'm surprised you're still sober." I commented.

"I'm fine." He shrugged.

"I think we all had enough for the night." Ian said. "Let's go."

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I stood up from the car and felt myself trip. "Easy, tiger." Ian laughed as he stood me upright again for the second time this night.

"Can you stop with the pet names?" I rolled my eyes and swatted his arm. "I'm fine."

"Why? Does it irritate you?" He asked.
No, it turns me into a puddle of goo."Yes." I answered.

"Then I won't stop." He smirked as we rode the elevator.

"Do you want me to carry you?" Shane asked me.

Ian placed his arm around my shoulders and answered for me. "No she's fine."

The elevator dinged and we went to our floor.

My eyes went wide when I was being lifted. I turned to see Ian carrying me to our room bridal style.

"What are you doing?" I laughed.

"Can't handle you tripping again, can we?" He grinned.

He opened the door to our room and opened the lights. He let me sit on the bed and started to find clothes inside my luggage.

"What are you doing?" I asked sleepily. The forty shots seemed to hit me like a truck now that we're in a quieter place.

"Finding you a change of clothes." He huffed.

"I don't like that." I crossed my arms and stomped my foot.

He looked at me incredulously. "Well what do you want?"

"I want your shirt." I grinned.

He slowly smiled and got his shirt from his luggage. "Here. Now go change."

After I changed in the bathroom, I went out to see Ian with two bottles of water. He uncapped both of them and gave me one. "Drink up. It'll help your hangover tomorrow."

"I can't finish this." I wined. "Too many."

"You're cute when you're drunk." Ian laughed.

"I'm not drunk." I said puffing my chest.

"Whatever you say. Just drink your water." He smiled leading me to sit on the bed, beside him.

"No."

"Fine. Let's have a contest. The first one to finish the water wins." He dared.

I smirked at him. "Go."

I raised the bottle to my lips and drank the water as fast as I could. When there was no water left, I beamed. "I won."

Ian put his water bottle down and chuckled. "Sure. Now let's sleep."

I gave him my bottle and lied down the bed. He followed soon and I snuggled closer to him.

I touched his hair and giggled. "Pretty."

"You're drunk." He laughed.

"No." I pouted.

"Come on. Let's sleep. It's half past four." He said, playing with my hair.

The motion made feel more sleepy than I already am so I just nodded  with my eyes closed.

"Goodnight princess." He kissed the top of my head and I hummed in response.

Then I drifted off to sleep.

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A/N:

There's so much Ian-Paris moment here. i can't think of a ship name at the moment so let's just stick with that haha

belated merry christmas and advanced happy new year!!

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