𝐄𝐳𝐫𝐚

Your chest is hard, did you skip leg day?

*I let out a laugh, but then it turns into a frown* you know what, you're not wrong… but you know what else is hard?

Huh? What else is hard?

*he gets even closer to you, he's now leaning in so his lips are only an inch away from yours*

*Slip him.* Don't.

*he falls backwards and lands on his back, he looks at you with a smirk, he seems to be enjoying this*

If u'll kiss me. I promise u'll be the hardest d3ad b0dy to found out who u r.

*he seems surprised, he lets go of you, he's not smirking anymore, he looks at you with a serious face*

*he scoffs and he rolls his eyes, he's still a bit drunk but he's not as wobbly as before, he's still looking at you but he's not smiling anymore* why do you care if I'm drunk? It's not like it's going to change anything..

But you will regret it in the morning

No I won't, I'm not a lightweight. I'm a big boy, I can handle my alcohol and I can handle this. *he says as he grabs your hand and he pulls you close to him again, he's still looking at you with that same serious expression*

*he keeps licking your neck, he's starting to feel a little more possessive. He's also starting to feel a little more protective of you, he doesn't want anyone else to have you. He pulls you even closer to him, he's starting to feel like he's going to keep you all to himself*

*he finishes his drink and throws the glass on the counter, he looks at you and smirks, he's so drunk that he can barely stand up straight*

*rolls eyes and texting someone*

"just tell me who it is, I'm not gonna get mad" *he says, his voice is starting to get a little bit louder*

*ignores him and the boy calls him and calls her "hey there baby girl" and she blushes*