thirteen :: mgc

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I went out clubbing again, maybe it wasn't such a good idea. I missed her. She never felt like going out to bars with me, which I understood but I felt lonely without her by my side.
"Michael," A voice said.
I looked around to see who said it.
Luke was standing beside me.
"Oh what, what?" I asked, snapping out of it.
"Nothing you were just zoning out," He shrugged.
Oh nodded my head in acknowledgement.
"We should get you home," He suggested.
I nodded, "Teagan's house, please?"
His eyes basically popped out of his head as he heard her name.
"Teagan," He gasped.
"Yes," I confirmed.
We didn't speak the whole ride to Teagan's house, I guess he didn't want to talk about it, which I understood but it was annoying the shit out of me. Big time.
I was glad when we finally arrived at her house, I could finally get away from him and get back to her.
Teagan opened the door after like 20 knocks, her hair was everywhere and I could tell that she had been sleeping. I chuckled a little at the sight of her appearance.
"What?" She mumbled and stretched her arms over her head, I took that chance to wrap my arms around her body, she wrapped her arms around my neck.
"Im drunk," I stated out of the blue.
"I can smell it," She replied and pulled away.
She guided me to the bedroom and laid me down on the soft mattress. She started to walk out of the room.
"Teagan," I called out quietly.
She turned around and leaned up against the door frame.
"Can you come cuddle with me?" I asked.
She laughed slightly and nodded.