I chuckle again and Ryder moves away from me, staring at Nick who’s putting on a hard face.
His face looks so funny.
“She’s really wasted. How many drinks did you gave to her? ”
Ryder says but I just giggle before moving to stand near Nick.
“I didn’t give her any drink. Actually, i gave her one. A champagne and she was on second one before I leave her. I don’t know how many she had drinks after that. ”
He says and Ryder sighs.
Ryder looks serious and Nick’s face looks funny.
“She shouldn’t have drink anymore. She was already intoxicated with the six drinks she had with me.
That’s why she’s like this. ”
He groans and I roll my eyes.
These two are no fun at all.
“I will take her home. Don’t worry about it, tell mother I left first. ”
Nick says and Ryder looks at me.
I giggle at him and he nods at Nick while Nick pull me along and I keep giggling like a idiot.
“You really can’t take your hands off my brother, can you?
Is it the drink or is it you?! ”
He says in harsh tone and I roll my eyes.
Why is he being harsh when I’m having fun already.
“We didn’t do anything. Are you jealous? ”
I smile, looking at him and he stops just as we reach the stairs.
“You’re jealous, don’t be jealous Uh. I didn’t kiss him. ”
I say with a pout and he shakes his head before dragging me down the stairs.
He grabs my bag from the chair I was sitting on and we both walk out of the building.
He pulls me inside the car before getting inside and driving.
“Are you still jealous? I didn’t kiss him. ”
I pour and place the journal on my lap.
“Alcohol isn’t really your thing. I’m never letting you drink again. ”
He groans and looks down at my lap.
“Is that my journal? ”
He says and I look down at the journal on my lap.
Is it his?
I say, waving the journal in his eyes and he sighs.
“Yea, that. What are you doing with my journal? Why did you take it from the room. ”
He asks and I shrug before laying my head against the window.
“Let’s just get you home and get this over with. ”
He groans and I raise my head, shaking it.
“I don’t wanna go home. ”
I say and he turns to look at me before staring back at the road.
“What? Why don’t you wanna go home? You have to, where will you go if you don’t go home. ”
He says and I shake my head again.
“I don’t wanna go home. Don’t take me home. ”
“You have to get hone Roxanne. ”
“I don’t wanna go home. ”
I whisper and tears rolls down my cheeks.
“Fucking hell, are you crying? ”
He says and I cry louder.
“I don’t wanna go home. I don’t wanna go home. ”
I shout and he hits the steering wheel.
“Fine, fine. You won’t go home.
I will take you to mine. Geez, I’m never giving you alcohol again. ”
He sighs before turning the car and I lay my head against the window, watching the rain drop on the glass.
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