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Drunk- Ed Sheeran

hi guys. it's currently 4:45am and I'm awake because I'm coughing and I can't stop and ugh I hate being sick.

Calum: "I'm sat here wishing I was sober cause I know I'll never hold her like I used to." (his pov)
--> I lean back onto the couch and rub my hands over my face. "fuck." I mumbled as I reopened my eyes to find everything blurry. Everything was spinning, and I looked around, trying to find YN in the mess of the house. "Yn? I called as I stood up and looked around the house, she never left the house with out me, or at least without me knowing. I fumbled around my pocket to find my phone, pulling it out and dialling her number, pressing the cold phone to my ear. With her not answering, I called Luke to see if she knew where she was at. "Mate, she left you." his voice was careful as he spoke the short sentence to me. "What? No she didn't. She wouldn't do that to me." I slurred. "Look, Calum. You're clearly drunk. Go get some water and go to sleep." I took a deep breath and sighed. "Okay."
(Sorry of that sucked??? it's to early to be doing this wow)

Ashton: "Take words out of my mouth just from breathing, replace with phases like when you leaving me"
--> You turn around as look at Ashton, his eyes were red, and tears were now falling freely on his cheeks. "Don't cry Ash. Please." you told him as you walked closer towards him. He turned his face from your hand and took a step back and looked at you. You took a sharp breath and swallowed hard. "If you're going to leave, can you hurry up." his words made a shiver run through you. "Ash, you know I can't -" "Stay, I know, so can you hurry up? You're just hurting us both more than needed."

Michael: "I'll be drunk again, to feel a little love."
You rolled over, answering your phone that had been ringing for a good 10 minutes now. "Hello?" you asked, your voice groggy. "Hi yn, it's Michael." Michael spoke. "I told you it's me because you would have never answered the phone if you knew it was me." you sighed, he was right. You had been denying his calls for the past month. "What do you want?" you asked, annoyed that he had woken you up. "I'm drunk." his simple confession made you confused. Sure he got tipsy, but he would never admit that, so with his confession on being drunk,you sat up. "Why are you drunk Michael?" "I went to this bar, right? And I took a few shots, and soon enough I was drunk." you shook your head. "Get some water and go to sleep." "I have a girl upstairs actually. We haven't done anything." your eyes went wide as you realised what Michael was doing. He was so desperately trying to feel love again, and if getting shit drunk and bringing home a one night stand helped then he was going to do that. "I'm so sorry Michael, call me in the morning, I promise I'll answer."

Luke: "Open bottles of beer but never champagne, to applaud you with the sound that my hands make." (his pov")
--> I opened another can of beer, sitting down next to yn. She was drunk out of her mind, and was talking about how she wanted to get married, but was way to afraid to make that kind of commintment. "So I guess we'll just continue drinking cheap beer instead of champagne." she said with a sigh. "You don't have to get married to have champagne." I pointed out. She nodded in agreement and sat further into the couch. Her small frame was buried in the blanket she had placed in her. "Why does everyone want to get married anyway? It's stupid. Why would you need a piece of paper and an expensive dress to prove the love for each other. Maybe that's why I won't ever marry. Because if I love someone enough to even consider marriage, then I'll know that it won't be needed." her long speech made 100% sense to me. I clapped as I nodded my head. "Well said."

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ITS SUCKS WOW. IM SORRY I EVEN WROTE THAT WOW. I ACTUALLY MIGHT DELETE THAT BECAUSE IM ASHAMED.

I've been working on this for an hour, and I thought about going back to bed, but it would be pointless, I have to wake up at 6 anyway. ughhhhhhhhhhh