Andrew Siwicki Imagines

He's Drunk - 54

Written on August 31st, 2020.

*Shane's pov* (ou this is new)
The end of a series. An 8 part series to be exact. Andrew and I have worked for 5 months on this, specifically the Jake Paul series. To say we were exhausted is an understatement. Andrew and I have been working relentlessly for the past 5 months day and night, I'm honestly starting to think I don't pay him enough. We had just posted the last episode of the series about two hours ago, I was sitting in the living room with y/n and Ryland having some much needed alone time with the both of them since we've been working non stop for the last 5 months. A crazy year this has been. Y/n was sleeping on the couch with Cheeto snuggled into her chest and Ryland was sitting with me watching friends. Ryland looks up at me, since he's now laying on my lap "where's Andrew?" I look around "I'm not sure? He might still be in the office" he shrugged and sat up, petting uno. I got up and walked upstairs to the office, I walk in to see Andrew sleeping at his desk with his text conversation with y/n on his phone I took my phone out and took a picture, then sent it to Ryland. "Found him :)" he replied. "Oh my god. Doesn't he know there's a bed here?" I chuckled. "I hope so." Ryland sent me a photo of y/n sleeping with Cheeto, the exact same conversation on her phone screen as well. "Do you think they were texting each other?" I laughed a little too loud and nearly woke him up "mmm maybe?" He sent back a quick "😂" and I proceeded to wake him up. "Andrew, buddy" he groaned. "You fell asleep man" "hmm?" I laughed "you fell asleep" he nodded and put his head back down on his laptop. "Am I gonna need to wake y/n up and make her come up here to tell you that there is a perfectly good bedroom that you can sleep in? Or even better, a couch that's literally 30 feet away?" "No don't wake her up" I chuckled. My phone started vibrating and I see that it's a FaceTime from said girl. I answered it. "HI SHANE!" I jumped back a little "hey!" I walked down the hallway and went into the master bedroom "Andrew refuses to go downstairs and sleep in a bed." She laughed "hold on." The phone call ended and I heard laughter coming up the stairs, then in a few short seconds, she appeared at the top of the landing. "So he's just refusing?" I nodded. She sighed, and went into the office.

*Y/n's pov*
I walked into the office and saw my boyfriend dead asleep on top of his laptop. I look at him for a couple minutes before something catches my eye, at the corner of his desk I see a bottle of Jack Daniels, sorry, an almost empty bottle of Jack Daniels, sitting at the edge of his desk. I look back over to Shane who was now sitting at his desk on his phone. "We're you guys drinking?" He looks up at me "I had a shot of tequila, as did Andrew but other then that no" I walked over to the bottle and handed it to Shane. "Really?" His eyes widen. "Ohhh this must be why he's so dead, you know, other than working until exhaustion for the last 5 months." I laugh, covering my mouth. "So he's drunk?" "I mean I think so. I didn't see him drinking when I was in here so I must have been when I left." I nodded and walked back over to him. I lifted him by his shoulders and he fell backwards into my chest, and woke up. He turned around in his chair and smiled at me. "Hiiiiiiiiiiii" I smiled. "Hi" he hugged my waist and looked back up at me. "You're pretty" I blushed "thanks Andy" "your boyfriend must be a pretty lucky guy" I covered my mouth, laughing, and look back at Shane. "HEYY! Why're you laughing?" He slurred. "I'm not laughing, I'm making a funny noise" he narrowed his eyes at me and turned back to his laptop pouting. "Oh stop being a baby and come here" "no" I rolled my eyes and went to go grab him to hopefully pick him up and bring him downstairs to lay on the couch and sleep this off, but he stood up and beat me to it. "You're tiny" "and you're tall" he smiled at me and started walking- sorry, wobbling out of the room. I grabbed his phone and followed him. When I exited the room I saw him on the stairs, on his ass, halfway down. I looked up at me and laughed. As he grabbed the railing to bring himself back up I realized that he stole back the bottle of whiskey that was previously on Shane's desk. "Goddamit Andrew!" I jogged down the stairs after him, he went running once he made it to the first floor. Ryland followed me "what is he doing?" "He's drunk and running away from me apparently" he laughed and I ran after him. I stopped in the main living room to see his sweater and hat neatly folded on the couch, I look to my left and see him in the driveway with a basket ball bouncing it around. My parents pulled up in the driveway with Andrew's mom since today was the first day they were supposed to be here, I ran out the front door and grabbed him "Andrew I swear-" he covered my mouth "shhhhhh! I need to concentrate" he wobbled back to his spot and threw the ball into the basket. "Swishhhhh!" I face palmed. Andrew's mom started waking to the house, my parents after her. Andrew saw them and ran over to me "what they can't see me like this-" he was about to say something else when a rush of the alcohol in his system kicked in and he went running, he took his shirt off and threw it on the driveway, then headed for the field beside Shane and Ryland's house. I sighed and went running after him, picking up his shirt in the process. "Andrew you're a pain in my ass you know that?!" I stopped running after him and took my sweater (Andrew's ahha) off and put it, along with his shirt on the fence, leaving me with just a sports bra and leggings on. I took my hair out of a bun and put it in a ponytail and ran after him.