LMPYITP: The Random Passages

And After All...

So he left Blue to pretend like she was single. Or that she was some background character in his life. The papers still referred to her as "the mystery woman" anytime they were seen out together. Hell, they even called her that with me. But it wasn't because of my doing. Believe me, I wanted people to know about her.

But I kept my fucking mouth shut because I would've pissed Noel off if I didn't. And worse yet, I would've pissed her off as well. She already fit into my crowd pretty well but I know she was still scared. Still nervous. And I had to do me best to protect her and assure her she was alright.

The drinks were flowing as the night carried on. I was going to watch myself. I had to. But I could do alright with tequila. That was the one drink I knew wouldn't fuck me up. I could go on it all day and never have an hangover.

But by the end of the of the night, I was fucking knackered. I weren't drunk but my head was still spinning. Not as much as it did during other benders I'd had but still...I was ready to turn in.

With her. And no one else.

We got a taxi and got back to my flat. The earth around me was spinning at that point. Again, not as much as it had in the past but still...it made it hard to walk up to the front door.

Thank goodness for her though. She let me lean on her the whole way inside.

"Let's get you changed." She said as she helped me to the bathroom. "Can you stand up by yourself?"

"Yeah." I assured her. My eyelids felt really heavy and so did my legs but I could stand. I was sure I could.

Until my knees gave out.

"Whoa!" She exclaimed as she grabbed me. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah. I'm alright." I told her. "I just um, need summat to hold on to."

"How about summat to lean against?"

"That works too." I nodded.

She walked me backwards to lean against the wall. Once I found my footing, she helped me take my jacket off.

"Cheers, Love." I smiled.

She smiled back and then reached for my trousers. She got them unbuttoned and unzipped and then pulled them down.

"Look at that!" She remarked. "No whiskey dick!" She tapped my start of a riser through my boxers.

"Hell no!" I agreed. "I'm always on it, me."

And I always was. I felt so vulnerable stood there as she undressed me. She could've had her way with me in any fucking way she wanted, and I wouldn't have minded at all.

But she didn't. She just helped me out of my jeans until I was in nothing but my boxers and t-shirt. I would've loved to get into less but at that point, I was so fucking tired. I just wanted a kip.

"I need to use the toilet." I said as I tried to keep my eyes open. I felt the seal breaking and I had to do summat about it.

"Okay." She replied. She helped me to the toilet and then left the room.

After everything was sorted, it was time for bed. I was so fucking shagged, I barely even remember crawling in beside her. I couldn't fight my eyelids anymore. I was done. Sleep took over and that was it.

I don't remember what time I woke up the next morning but when I did, the sun was out and she wasn't laying there beside me anymore.

"Blue?" I called.