I've been drinking, I've been drinking. I get filthy when that liquor get into me
Abigail Adams' POV
Right now, we were at Scotty's, most of us passed out. I however, was wide awake, thinking about Niall. How come all my relationships end like this? Well, excluding Scotty, because it was a mutual agreement. My second boyfriend, Paul Butcher, cheated on me, and so did Niall. Why?
"I'm sorry, I didn't know anyone was in this room," Alex exclaimed, as he opened the door. He went to close it, but I stopped him.
"Wait! Stay!" I yelled at him. Alex nodded and closed the door. I moved closer to him, with a smile.
"Abi, what are you doing?" He asked, confused. I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him. Alex didn't kiss back, he pushed me away.
"Don't you want me?" I asked, moving my hips and posing.
"I do but not like this!" Alex said, backing away from me. I moved closer, kissing him again. "Stop! You're drunk!"
"In love!" I said, slightly slurring my words. With that, I kissed him for the third time. This time, he kissed back. After a minute he pulled away.
"Abi, not like this, not well you're drunk," he whispered. I pouted, with puppy dog eyes. Alex sighed. "You're drunk, you'll regret this in the morning," he told me in a quiet voice. I slowly kissed him neck, causing him to moan.
"Drunk words are sober thought!" I whispered into his ear. Alex shook his head and pushed me away.
"I said no Abi! I want you, I really do! But I want you when you're a hundred percent there, not now," he told me before leaving the room. I leaned up against the bathroom wall and slid down it.
"What did I do?" I mumbled out before bursting into tears. Everything around me became fuzzy and darker. Soon I fell sleep, surrounded my my own tears, curled up into a ball next to the toilet.
"What did I do?"