A Recipe For Disaster

After many, many shots, I could 100% say I was completely hammered but if it was any correlation, at least I could stand up right. Mr. Barakat over here was tripping over his own two feet with every step he took.

"Jack! Jacko! Go to bed you fuck!" I yelled.

He turned around way too quickly and in his drunken state, fell to the ground.

He groaned. "Fuck you Alex."

"Hmm..I'll consider it." I smirked.

"Huh ?" Jack looked surprised but then again, why wouldn't he.

"I said, I'll consider it." I helped him up. We were about eye level now and while I knew what I was about to do would be a bad idea, I was too drunk to care. I brought my face closer to his, brushing our noses together.

"You know Barakat, you look pretty sexy tonight." I whispered.

I could feel his hot breath on my lips, the smell of alcohol surrounding them.

He laughed. "Alex, you're drunk."

"And ?" I placed my hands on hips hips, pulling him closer.

"You're not thinking straight and I'm more drunk than you are." He tried to pull my hands away but I made my grip a little tighter.

"Alex.." He sighed. He looked down but I placed a finger under his chin, making him look at me. I looked down at his lips and back up and back down again. I couldn't help myself any longer and pressed my lips to his. He hesitated at first and I was surprised when his arms found the back of my neck and pulled me closer to him. I savored his sweet lips. They were soft and had the taste of alcohol upon them but I didn't mind one bit. It was better than Lisa's flavored lip balm and I’d choose it over everything. I wondered what he was thinking and pulled away to allow us both some air.
Jack looked shocked. Probably at me and himself. He didn't say anything, just stood there.

"Jack ?" I looked into his eyes.

He tried to speak but no words would come out and a couple stray tears rolled down his face.

"Jack, what's wrong ?" I panicked. Why did I do that, I knew it was a stupid move. Dammit Alex. Fucking dammit.

He shook his head and walked back to his bunk without a single word.

I didn't bother going after him to see if he was okay, I just laid myself down onto the couch.

Stupid, stupid, stupid. He's not gay Alex and he doesn't like you. You just pissed off and upset your best friend, nice going dumbass.

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