"Come on Hanna, you've had enough."
Hanna stumbled forward and grabbed Caleb's arm for support. She clung there, holding on for her dear life.
"Iamsickofyourshit," Hanna said, her red solo cup slid from her hand to the floor.
Caleb wrapped his arm around her, shaking his head. He wasn't ready to give up on her quite yet.
Her hand touched his face, "H-h-h-heeeeeeey! Wheeeere are we goin'? Gerroff me!" Hanna slurred, slipping from Caleb's grip.
"Hahhh- You're a little cutie. But I'm cuter." Hanna tapped Caleb's nose, giggling like a little girl. She leaned in for a kiss, ready to take it to the next level. Caleb was in shock, not knowing what to do.
"Hanna I-," his words were interrupted by Hanna's lips meeting his.
It felt so wrong, but so right. But he knew he couldn't take advantage of her, especially since Caleb has a girlfriend of his own. Caleb pushed Hanna away, picking her up and carrying her. Caleb walked outside with Hanna resting in his arms. He pulled out his phone from his back pocket careful not to wake Hanna and dialled the number for a taxi.
Caleb looked down at the sight of Hanna resting. He sighed, moving pieces of her hair from her face. He kissed her forehead, and noticed the taxi waiting on the side of the road. Caleb walked over, opening the door and lay her on the seat. He joined her sitting beside Hanna, bucking their seat belts.
"Where to?" The driver asked.
"34 Turning Leaf Lane in Rosewood, Pennsylvania." Caleb responded.
They finally arrived at the Marin's house, with Hanna resting on his shoulder completely passed out. He chuckled and payed the driver, carrying her out of the car.
Caleb knocked on the door waiting for a response from Ashley, Hanna's mother.
He checked the time. 1:30am.
"Caleb.. Caleb... In the plant. The plant thingy. Over there." She pointed at the plant slowly dosing off again.
Caleb looked through the pot for a key, digging deep in the dirt for it with one hand, the other barely keeping it together holding Hanna.
"You know what? We're just going to go to my place. Ok? Ok." Caleb said. He looked down at the ground, sadly. Caleb missed moments with Hanna. All the memories they shared. Everything they did.
Hanna made little movement, yawning and scratching her head.
"Hanna, I love you."
