Forty-eight

My head was spinning as we rode at the back of the truck. The truck kept bouncing up and down and my head moved along with it.

Damian convinced me to drink another tequila shot and then another and now, my head hurts badly.

"I should have slowed down" I said as I took a sip of the water he gave me. He drank more than me but I was the one all drowsy why?.

"Where exactly are we going?" Damian asked like I knew where we where going.

"I dunno they said a pub..."

"It's my dude's party!" The blonde kid Damian obviously wasn't fond of screamed making me flinch in pain.

"Ohh right" Damian mumbled which made me laugh hard. They both looked at me like I was crazy and I'm sure that guys at the front seat heart.

I loved the feel of freedom. I loved leaving like this. Taking risks and leaving to the fullest it feels really nice.

"You go to that pub much?" I asked to break the unbearable ice of silence.

"Yeah when we where younger " he took a sip of his tequila.

"Nice that's nice" I was too