They arrived at Alex’s a few minutes later, Victoria sliding Alex’s lazy and drunken body on the bed. Her parents were expecting her to be at a friend’s house tonight, and technically she was, if that counts. She, herself, had expected Alex to not get that drunk, but clearly she should have expected something else.

She could tell sleep was dawning on him as Alex’s head lay in her lap. They sat on his bed, Victoria pushing tufts away from his forehead at each second. Her head leaned up against his headboard with her eyes closed. She was close to sleep too, now that she thought of it …

“Hammy … Little Hamilton …” Alex snapped his fingers while slurring his words. “Hamilton, I’m soooooooo b―bored. Can we j―just fuck? The tension is ki―kill―ling me inside.”

“Alex, you’re drunk.” She didn’t even move, her eyes remaining closed.

“Well, Ham―milton, if I was dr―drunk, then I couldn’t be able to d―do this.” She felt him try to sit up, but he soon gave up because of laziness. “Shit.”

“Just stay still and fall asleep.”

He stayed quiet for a while, both listening to each other’s heartbeats. Soon, he spoke up. “I … I’m gonna miss shit like th―thissss.” She didn’t respond, knowing it was just Alex being tipsy and the stuff he said never mattered. “Hey! Hey, Hammy, wake the fuck up.”

Her eyes flew open as she sat up. “What, Alex? What do you want?”

He only smiled at her, taking her hands in his own as he closed his eyes. “Runaway with me.”

She was a bit shocked, despite his state of mind. “You’re drunk. Fall asleep and you’ll forget all this in the morning.”

“Runaway with me.” He repeated, softer this time. “Come to Cali with us, tour with us, do everything with us.”

She knew he was drunk while saying this, but she couldn’t help but treat the issue as if he weren’t. It sounded like something he’d do when he was sober. “I can’t just pack up and runaway with you. I have my parents … a life … school.”

“Fuck school,” he said it as if it were easy. “We can get some teacher on the road or somethin.’”

“Alex, just stop talking.” It was almost as if he were making the matter at hand worse. She was already upset about him leaving, and him encouraging her to come with them while drunk made it even worse.

“Runaway with me.” He said again.

She felt a tear glide down her cheek. She couldn’t hold in her pent up feelings for today anymore, let alone scream at a drunken boy for upsetting her. “I can’t,” were the only words she could release.

She looked down to see him sleeping soundly in her lap. She sniffled and wiped away the tears, sucking in the rest of sobs she had left. He’s going to forget it all tomorrow, she thought to herself.

She was going to have to make these five days worth it.

Notes

Okay, I know this is short again, but I managed to get on my computer, write this, and still not be tired so I'm proud of myself a little. Now that I think of it, the chapters are just getting shorter and more depressing. Crap.
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