I wake up to the thumping of Alex's heartbeats against my cheek. His arm is loosely wrapped around my waist and his mouth is half open as he's snoring. The light, that's peeking through the gap between the curtains, is glowing against Alex's skin.
He looks cute and all, but he's a devil on the inside. Trust me. And he's an even bigger devil when he's drunk. Like last night for instance.
I groan thinking about last night; it was so embarrassing being seen in public with Alex.
Don't get me wrong, I love Alex. But I despise the drunk Alex. He's an insanely annoying spoilt bratty child. Idiot.
I remember that Zack and Alex were completely fine yesterday. They were talking and laughing, whereas Dylan and I were super awkward.
"So..." I said, trying to fill in the awkward silence between me and Dylan, who is silently chewing on his fries, trying to keep himself occupied with something. Anything. At one point, he almost choked, earning a concerned look from me. And he looked away in embarrassment. "Are you feeling better?" I asked, referring to his cold.
I only got a nod out of him. He was still avoiding my gaze.
"Are you gonna go to school tomorrow?" I asked again. Maybe he'd reply with words.
He only nodded again.
"Do you speak?" I asked jokingly.
He nodded again. And then actually spoke. "Sorry... I - I'm not good with talking... to people..."
"Oh." I said to myself, grabbing two fries and tossing them in my mouth.
And that was all we said last night.
Later on, I had to drag Alex out the restaurant and had to detach him from poor Zack.
Apparently, Alex wanted Zack and Dylan to go home with us. But of course I had to be sensible about the situation. And I didn't really want the two boys to be moreover traumatized by Drunk Alex's presence than they already were.
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