Liquor Lips (Harry Styles Fanfic)

Liquor Lips (Harry Styles Fanfic)

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"WHAT?", I yelled from the roof of the car, "SPEAK LOUDER I CAN'T HEAR YOU FROM UP HERE!" "FOR THE FOURTH TIME GET OFF OF MY GOD DAMN CAR!", The woman yelled, anger in her tone. "OH THIS THING? SURE, YOU CAN HAVE IT, IT'S WORTHLESS. I MEAN WHO STILL DRIVES THESE?", I drunkenly yelled, as I climbed down from the top of the car. "Oh, and here's 5 dollars, so you can buy a new car," I said. She snatched the money out of my hand and got into her car, slamming the door, then immediately driving away. I shrugged before taking another big gulp of the giant bottle of liquor I was holding. I stumbled as I made my way over to the nearest bar, trying to find my way through the darkness of the night. I walked a while until I found a bar. I drunkly stumbled into the bar, taking a seat at the nearest booth and going out cold.
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