Not Supposed To

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    "I think we should break up." Prem looks at his soon-to-be ex boyfriend in their last moments. "What's going on? Why? Did I do something wrong? I'll change anything for you just don't leave me please." He started to cry between words, on his knees in a dirty alleyway, but still he left without a reason why.

    All he could do was sit there and cry. There was no one to turn to. No shoulder to cry on. No arms to hug. Just him and his emotions wondering where he went wrong. All he wanted to do was to love and take care of him, but it seems that it wasn't enough for  his asshole ex.

    Prem dragged him self into the bar next to that alleyway. He sat at the counter ordering drink after drink, slowly getting drunk, and eventually passing out.

Prem. A once hopeful person, now depressed and alone.

    Boun, a singer at the bar, stepped on the stage and played loud upbeat songs for people to have fun and dance with his band. Then, sang soft love songs for people to chill and talk to their partners on his guitar by himself. While playing these romantic soft songs, he saw someone that seemed to catch his attention with is cute looks, charms, and weirdly the way he ordered so many drinks.

    He finished his shift in singing on stage and decided to go and talk to this man that just seemed so interesting. As he walked up, a good looking fit dude comes next to him.

    "Hey, come with me and we can have some fun," the man says. He vigorously shakes Prem, continuing to tell him to come with him until he rolled up sloppily. "No, I don't want to," Prem said a whiny voice. The man rolled his eyes and started to get frustrated. He didn't care anymore as he grabbed Prem's  wrist trying to pull him away, but Prem was obviously resisting. 

    Boun looked at them with eyes of fury and stormed over there. He flung the random dudes hand off Prem and he fell back into tables. Because he had enough time and since Prem was drunk and probably will walk slow, Boun put him on on his back and ran. The chased after them cursing and threatening things which only made Boun run faster. He ran behind the mall making the man stop chasing them and go somewhere else. 

    Boun brought over a nearby chair and set down Prem. It took a couple of tries to get him up, but in the end he was successful. "Stay here one moment, I'm going into this store to get you medicine to sober up and lessen your hangover." He was about to walk away into the near by convenience store  but Prem now grabbed his wrist. "No, don't leave me. I don't want to be left alone," he said again in whiney tone. Boun smiled and told him, "Ok, just pretend you aren't drunk." Prem shook his head with a drunk smile in agreement.  Boun held him by the shoulder and went inside.

    Walking in the store, Boun went straight to the medication section to find the best medicine for Prem. Once he had found it, he got some other snacks  and water as well to then take them to go ring it up. The lady scanning the medicine noticed the type of medicine it was and asked if the medicine was for the friend he was holding. 

    He laughed and said yes. "I'm not drunk, I was just drank little," Prem said in a drunk tone and movement in his body. He continued to ramble about random stuff until he was out again and Boun had to carry him out.

    Prem was set once again on the chair passed out. Boun took out the correct amount of medicine for him to take and water to take it with. He woke Prem again to take the medicine. Once he took it, Boun talked to him to keep him awake to sober up.

    A couple of minutes passes, maybe about 10-15 minutes of talking, and Prem finally seems sober to take a taxi or bus home.

"Um, by the way, who are you? I never really asked your name."

"Oh, I'm Boun, and yours?"

"I'm Prem. Thank you for helping me. I probably couldn't fight off that guy if I was sober."

"No problem. I just saw you when I singing on stage and when I finished I was going to talk to you. I waited because I thought that was your friend, but when he grabbed you and you resisted, I had to help."

"Well thank you. I'm not the type of person to forget things when I'm drunk and your singing was really good. I think I passed out because your voice was so soothing."

    They laughed and talked about their famous drunk acts as well as different parts of their life. They just seemed to click. Boun seemed to noticed that whenever he happened to bring that guy up to make funny comments about him, Prem got a little zoned out and quickly changed the topic.

    An hour passed and they decided it was about time to go home. Boun felt scared that something might happen to Prem so he walked him to the bus stop.

    On their way, Boun mentioned that guy again. "Um, if you don't mind me asking, do you have some type of past with that dude at the bar. You seem to get uncomfortable whenever I say something about him." Prem got somewhat stressed having had the topic of him brought up again. Considering that he really had no one else to go to and he had nothing to loose, he decided to open up to him quickly.

    "I don't really have a past with him personally, he just follows me." Boun looked concerned. he thought, if he hadn't had been there, there could have been a possibility that he could have been kidnapped, raped, or worse. "I notice that he follows me around whenever I was with my now ex boyfriend, he broke up with me today, I guess he decided to make a move on me today because I was drunk and alone."

     Boun put out his phone trying to give it to Prem. Prem looked at the phone then back at him in confusion. "Give me your LINE ID. That way you can talk to me if you need someone to talk to or in trouble. Call me if you need a drinking buddy or a shoulder to cry on. Or just if you're bored. You said you were alone now when you were drunk, so this way you won't be."

    Prem smiled deeply touched by his words and actions. He typed in his ID and gave the phone back. The bus came to say bye to soon talk again.

Boun. A nice, uplifting, good looking singer, looking for love where he's not supposed to.

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