better off without you

8

after a while of talking with shane and emily never coming back with my drink i get kinda tired
"i need to go home and owens my ride" i groan.
"he's probably ready to go"
"it will be best if i just uber" i say sighing
"call me if you need anything" he says
"bye shane"

shane is probably who i'm the closest with out of owens friends, he tells me what i need to know and will always help me out no matter what he's become like a brother in the last month and a half. and cole is great to, he just loves starting drama which can be really annoying at times.

as i'm walk out the door i see owen with a few other guys on the porch
"ready to leave?" he asks
"i'm leaving but definitely not in the same car as you"
"i'll be back" he says looking at the group of boys who were trying to hold in there laughter after what i had said

he guides me over to the other side of the porch
"what's your problem"
"my problem?"
"ya what's your deal"
"i'm leaving, i can uber"
"you're not ubering home alana you're driving back with me"
"when are you leaving" you ask
"a few minutes"
he starts to walk away but i grab his hand
"what alana"
"stop being an asshole"
he rolls his eyes and walks over to his friends.
why can't he just be nice.

a few minutes later he comes back over
"alright lets go"
i roll my eyes and go straight to the car  he follows behind
"and you're telling me not to be an asshole" he mumbled
"the only reason i'm at this stupid party is because you dragged me here"
"you could have said no"
"i did!" i almost yell

"don't yell at me alana"
"what are you gonna do? fight me?" i snap
"okay, keep going" he says
"all i'm saying is you think you're so tough and you're just not"
he ignores me for the rest of the ride until we get to his house

"what are we doing here take me home"
"no" he says as he gets out of the car
"why are we here"
"were getting drunk" he smirks
"there are kids in the house and your parents are home no way"
"fine, i'll get drunk you can sit there"

he grabs my arm and pulls me inside
"alana you're here?" sara asks
"apparently"
"how was the party?" she asks
"awful"
"she's being dramatic it was fine" owen says
"wendy and dad are uhm..gone again" she says
"what happened this time?" owen asks

"they got in a fight and took off separately"
"of course they did"
"wait what are you guys doing back? i thought you always stayed at shane's when he has his parties"
"alana made us leave"
"i offered to uber home youre the one that forced me here"
"anyway we'll be up in my room" he says grabbing a few types of alcohol from the cabinet

"hey alana wait a sec" sara says
"owen go i'll be up in a few" he leaves
"please make sure he doesn't do anything stupid"
"i'll try"
she smiles and i go upstairs and into owens room

"i'm not getting drunk" i say
"what you don't trust yourself?"he smirks
"i don't trust you"
"what's the worst that could happen? we hook up and actually remember it? not a big deal"
"i don't want to remember it"
"yes you do"
"nope"

he hands me a bottle of tequila
"no"
"truth or dare" he asks
"no"
"heads we hook up..no alcohol involved, tails we hook up when we're drunk"
he flips a coin
"it's heads" he smirks
"would you shut up" i laugh at him.

i lay down on the floor and he lays next to me
"get away from me" i groan
"i know you wanna hook up you just don't wanna say it"
"not even close to true"
"so what's holding you back? the other night you were sober and kissed me"

i look away
"you remember that?" you ask
"i wasn't that drunk"
"you were pretty drunk"
"clearly not enough"
"well i'm mad at you now so"
he laughs a little to himself
"i need to go home..my mom doesn't know where i am"
"tell her you're staying at emily's"

"and why would i do that?"
"because you're going to regret not staying here tonight"
"right" i say sarcastically
"can you just trust me on this" he asks

"the last time i was drunk i slept with you i don't know how much trust i can put in this"
"that was like a month ago how have you gotten drunk again"
"i care about school and my grades unlike some people"
he laughs
"oh please i get my work done"
"mhm"
"someone's not in a good mood" he says
"i'm gonna check on sar mostly so i don't yell at you right now" i say walking out of the room and downstairs

"hey you're still up?" i ask her
"just waiting for wendy and dad to come home"
"go to bed sara it's late, owen and i will probably be up if ellie or jack need us"
"are you sure?"
"ya" i smile

"oh alana" she says
"yeah?"
"i don't know what you said to him last month but thank you"
"huh?"
"he's just been a lot nicer lately...well since you and him started hanging out except when he's drunk of course"
"it wasn't me, maybe he's just changing"
"i'm gonna say it was you considering you're the only girl he's had here lately which is honestly new for all of us"
"alright bed" the two of us laugh

she goes upstairs and i follow behind smiling as i walk into owens room
"what are you so happy about" he asks
"nothing" the smile fades after he asks
"tell me"
"just girl talk"
"what did you talk about"
"you"
he raises his eyebrows
"oh really?"
"mhm"

he gets up and goes to his closet
"what are you doing" i ask
"i'm sorry did you want to stay in jean shorts for the rest of the night?"
"i mean it wouldn't kill me if i did"