“I might have threw up earlier,” I slur. I hold his hand and we begin to walk back to the flat. My hand stings as he touches the bloody knuckles, but I’m too drunk to care.
“We can get your hand seen to too. Daisy did a first aid course in high school.”
“I’m not sure I trust that,” I laugh, and Teddy laughs with me.
Daisy bandagesup my hand while I drink some water and tea.
“Did he deserve it?” She asks as she finishes up the bandage.
“He was going to hurt me in a pub bathroom, but I’m okay,” I tell her, not giving her much detail. My head is starting to hurt again.
“I’m glad you’re okay,” she says with a smile. She finishes up and I take a look at my hand. It’s not as sore as it was, but I’ll probably feel it more tomorrow.
Teddy comes out from his room with a pile of clothes in his hand.
“Hey, I got you some pjs,” he tells me, handing over the pile.
“Does this mean I get to stay here tonight?” I ask, trying to hide the excitement in my voice, but the alcohol doesn’t really help.
“I don’t think it’s a good idea for you to go anywhere in your state,” he points out. I look down at the pjs. They’ll probably be a bit big for me but it’s okay.
“I’ll go change,” I tell them, heading to the bathroom.
Their bathroom has a shower/bath combo on one side of the room, then a toilet and sink beside each other. There’s a big mirror in front and I notice how completely drunk I look. My eyes are droopy and bloodshot. I probably don’t look very attractive right now. I float around the room attempting to take my clothes off and put the pjs on. It’s grey pajama bottoms and a plain black t-shirt. I bring the t-shirt up to my nose. It smells just like Teddy. It smells of his deodorant with a little bit of sweat mixed in. It makes me smile. I’m definitely keeping these.
I head out the bathroom and into the living room. Daisy and Teddy are talking, but fall silent when I enter.
“Bedtime for you I think,” Teddy says. I turn to him and pout.
“I don’t want to yet,” I tell him. He frowns.
“Well I’m going to bed, so goodnight,” she says with a smile, before heading to her and Cat’s room.
“Goodnight, Noah,” she says, patting me on the shoulder.
“Thanks for this,” Teddy tells her. She simply nods, before continuing down the hall. I practically fall onto the couch.
“Can we watch a movie?” I ask, still slurring my words. I don’t feel like sleeping just yet. I just want a cuddle. I want tohold him tight and never let go. Teddy sighs before sitting down next to me. He motions me to snuggle in and I take him up on the offer. He kisses me on the forehead while grabbing the remote to turn on the TV. He grabs a blanket too, and covers us with it.
“What do you want to watch?” He asks, scrolling through the menus.
“Luca.”
“The Disney movie?” He asks, to which I nod. I nestle in under his arm, my happy place.
“Will you take me to Italy one day?” I ask, my drunken brain is coming up with random stuff and saying it before a second thought.
“If you want to, mi amor,” he says, smiling above me.
“That’s Spanish, and you’re not even saying it right,” I giggle.
He runs his fingers through my hair as he turns the movie on. I lean into his face to kiss him, and his soft lips make my body relax completely.
“I like it when you call me things like that. Honey and baby sound nice when you say them,” I mumble. I close my eyes as I lean closer into his chest.
“No sleeping, I thought we were watching the movie?”
“I’m just resting my eyes… jeez,” I reply. I open my eyes to watch the movie, but between the warmth of his chest, and the way his fingers are moving through my hair, I can’t help but close my eyes. I’m not going to sleep, I’m just going to enjoy this for a moment.
