Romans & histoires Drunk On Love

"I don't plan to stay longer, just an hour. Winter lent me clothes and went to the club, and Dylan and some of their friends were already there. I only drink two shots of red wine and the juice that Winter gave me, but after that, I feel exhausted. Winter offers to drive me home, but Dylan comes with us, asking Winter to drop him off first. I think they drugged my drink because I heard some of their conversations. Winter said to Dylan. "You're going to marry me after this."

I know that he doesn't deserve me but the love I have for him is more than you can ever imagine. I drunk down one more drink and soon enough I was unstoppable. I kept drinking to drown my sadness. I quickly called Phillip and he picked up. "Hheeyyyy my lloove I missssss yoouuu soo muchhh" I say burping. "Ola! Are you drunk again?" He yelled through the phone. Before I could say anymore, my vision went blank and I passed out.

I interrupted, "Actually just think it that I am thankful of yesterday." We went to the table and sat side by side and ordered the drinks. We drank two glasses and she asked, "What were you telling?" I said, "I know I am such a fool. My best friend is getting married and I ran away. What else could I do? I love her." I was drinking and drinking. I said, "My crush is getting married to someone else and I am here." She patted me at my back and said, "I can understand you totally. I am going through the same thing. My crush is not my best friend but he is getting married soon now. I can't even run away like you." she said. I looked at her and also felt pity and she excused herself and went to t

bitter. “I told you, you will like it.” She yelled ordering more drinks and like a very obedient child I drank all of them until the world started to tilt a little. I need to slow down on the drinking. Was starting to feel tipsy. “Oh my gosh, it's our favourite song.” Sara yelled while my body buzzed with alcohol. But she was right, love is wicked by brick and lace was playing and I absolutely love this song. Brick and lace were definitely not telling lies about love being wicked.

"I am your wife, we got married tonight, officially, with the old words, in front of everyone." "I was there. I remember every moment of it clearly." "So then why won't you..." "Because you are drunk," he said, even, patient; the patience of a man holding three centuries of wanting with both hands. "Draconis wine is not ordinary wine. It is brewed from a berry that grows only in dragon territory, and it affects the human body four times more severely than it affects anything else. You had four glasses of it and you are sitting in my bed at midnight asking me to..." He stopped, then started again. "When you wake up tomorrow and you cannot remember any of this, because I promise you right now,

Or breaking up with me and walking out on me? “I asked if you loved her.” My face twists in what I can only describe as disgust, “What? No! It was a mistake and I know this might stupid to say since it’s gravely overused but, I was drunk. I…I don’t know how it happened and I could have sworn I didn’t drink more than a glass of liquor.” At least, that’s as far as I remember. I only had one glass but whatever it was, it was strong enough to make me lose my senses.

I poured myself some and took it in one go. Silence filled the room. No one says anything between us. I kept pouring whiskey onto my glass and drinking in one go then repeating until I felt my head get dizzy. “I think that's enough,” Daniel finally spoke. I shook my head, “No. I'm still sober,” I gave him a sweet smile. He shook his head, not believing me, “You’re already red. I know you are already dizzy..” I chuckled. “You really know me, huh! I wonder if Lorenzo knew that too,” I grinned.

Arianna replied tartly as she pressed her palm to hold her itching clitoris, struggling to hold back the surge of heat that has made its muscles loosen and wet. His lips drew into a smirk in return. “Of course I do”. "Then what are you waiting for, make me feel good"she frowned. "Patience". Andre smiled at her. Arianna was about to reply but suddenly she gasped as his thumb stroked the rapid beat of her pulse and his hand cradled the back of her neck. The next music on the playlist started playing. Drunk in love by Beyonce and Jay z. Coincidentally, the song was all about Arianna's present situation.

I sneered and struck her in return, the force of it knocking her off balance and onto the floor. I loomed over her, my voice icy. "Why are you so afraid, Roxanne? Is it because you know I'm right? Well, congratulations—you figured it out. Christopher and I got married months ago. So, guess what that makes you now? A homewrecker." Getting those words out brought an overwhelming sense of satisfaction. Roxanne froze. Before I knew it, she lunged at me, her nails aiming straight at my face. "You lying snake! Christopher's been in love with me for ten years! There's no way he'd marry you! I'll shred that filthy mouth of yours!"

“Are you crazy, Landon? You flew all the way here for no reason, we’re over. I don’t want anything to do with you.” “Don’t call me crazy River” he says “I’m not crazy because I love you.” “Are you drunk?” River asks with her eyes wide. “I had a few drinks yes, but that was while I was on the plane. Let me in, you look so good in that nightgown.” “Landon, you need to leave. I have someone coming over, he’ll be here any minute.”