Drunk On Love Novels & Stories

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.

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.

Sofia said and left them ,they only nodded. As Sophia walked away to get more drinks, Rachel and Mira continued dancing, lost in the music and the moment. They spun and twirled, their laughter and smiles infectious, drawing attention from others around them. The crowd around them cheered and danced along, and Rachel and Mira felt like they were on top of the world, their worries and cares forgotten in the excitement of the night. The music was pulsating, and the lights were flashing, creating an electric atmosphere that was impossible to resist.

She became a shadow of herself, drowning in alcohol, searching for the man she had truly loved. I remember one night clearly. She was drunk, stumbling, eyes bloodshot, and I tried to make her stop drinking. But instead of listening, she flared up, her voice sharp, wild with pain. "Pearl… you must never fall in love the way I did," she spat. "Or you will be broken too."

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.

“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.”

"There's no way I'd risk my pride for that damn Reo!" Jack took a shaky breath. One hand turned to take a bottle of mineral water in the front drawer of the car. Then opened it, and gulped the water in the bottle in one gulp. "Reo ... I love you, but unfortunately this is only limited to being a friend. Not sadly what do you want. To be a gay couple?" Jack chuckled softly. "That's really crazy." "Reo, don't be such a pitiful man." mumbled Jack and drove the car back.

Sitting in a private suite of the City’s famous ‘elite’ nightclub, Lance emptied a glass of John Barleycorn and replenished his glass. The slow love song playing in the background riled up Lance’s sorrows as Gabriella crossed his mind, tormenting him and making him lovesick. He was about to gulp this one down too when a feminine hand grabbed hold of the glass, taking it away from him.

She came next to me and hugged me, like a true best friend is suppose to do. “Don’t worry about it Kry, If me and Niky can get past our problems so can you and Ryan ok.” she to me. I looked up at her and smiled, she wiped away me tears. She was a true best friend. “Now, I have to get home and start my romantic weekend.” She said and stood up she did a little sexy dance and I laughed rolling my eyes. ----- I gave her the rest of my smoothie that I snuck a hand full of Rohypnol in. I knew she was going to drink it all she has a sweet tooth so it was perfect. I watched her from the side of my eyes as she slipped in and out of darkness.