22 Wanna Be Drunk When I Wake Up
I laid next to Nick as he slept not wanting to wake him up. I must of been there for only five minuets before he started to move.
Nick shot up, wide eyes and a mix of shock and regret over his face. "Did we do anything?!" He snapped, the stench of alcohol reaching my nostrils through the, once clean, air.
Some one was drunk.
"What?" I snickered. My God, he thought u was a different girl.
"I have a girlfriend, she's super duperly pretty! I promised I wouldn't do anything to her and her last boyfriend was a huge British fuck up, so I fighted for her and now I'm the best boyfriend eva!" Drunk Nick gloated, making me want to laugh at his baby-like voice.
Suddenly, he dropped his jaw wide and slapped his hands on his cheeks dramatically- drunk Nick really was a child. "But I'm not a good boyfriend if I cheated on her with you! I stupid, aren't I?"
He pouted and rubbed his cheeks as my lips sealed a thin line, protecting my pit burst of laughter that had yet to come.
"That weally weally hurted. I'm gonna get her to kiss my boo- boo." Nick walked over to the door before opening and stumbling out.
Quickly, I followed him and tapped on his shoulder, he whipped around.
"Princess!" He shouted like an excited two year old.
"I been looking everywhere for you! Can you kiss my boo-boo, I hurt myself."
"I think your drunk." I laughed.
"Ah," he cooed. "Your smiling. It's been sooo long since I saw you do that. Is it because I'm your boyfriend? Am I that awesome?"
"Yes Nick, it's because you are my night in shining armour."
"Awe, you remembered." Nick stumbled closer to me, smiling like a goof. Suddenly his smile dropped.
"Princess, I don't feel so good."
"Yep! Ok! Come on!" I clasped on to his arm and dragged his sorry little ass into my dorm bathroom.
Honestly, I've never enjoyed the experience of some on being sick- I mean, who would?- but with out hesitation, I stood by Nick and waited for him to finish the nasty business.
Once he had he turned to me and apologised, I smiled.
"There it is again. Your smile." He chuckled, walking over to me.
"Nope, come on. Your sleeping in your own bed." And of corse, by his own, I meant I was going to sleep on the floor and let him sleep on my bed. What a good person I can be.
"I like you a lot, Ash. You always nice to me." Nicks voice became groggy, like he could fall asleep in the middle of a sentence. I smiled and helped him lay on my bed and covered him up.
"Can you- can you just lay with me?" He asked.
I nodded and slipped in next to him, letting his arms swallow me whole and they wrapped around me.
"I wanna... I wanna tell you something." Nick was on the verge of letting sleep engulf him, I could hear it in his slow, husky voice.
"You can tell me anything." I whispered. Drunk Nick was definitely strange. One minuet he was an over excited two year old and the next he was a soppy, loose, mess that was about to drift into the oblivion of sleep.
"I know..." He buried his face in my neck. "Ash... I, I..." His voice drifted off as his breathes became even, telling me he was asleep.
Guess I'll never know what he wanted to say...