28 - DRUNKEN SOFTY

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|| BRAD||

Huh, not bad... Noah looked frozen in his place. He turned him towards me with a stoic expression. With a grin, I welcomingly extended my arms open to him. He sighs and crawls up to my lap, and like a bear trap, I held him tightly to my embrace. Noah tensed at first but began to start calming himself down. I couldn't believe, through a simple dare, I have Noah close to me with my arms around him. It was a euphoric moment to have him here with me. It was like hugging a beloved treasured teddy bear. He could pretty much disappear because of our size difference. The warmth of his body comforted me as I felt myself getting drowsier. Damn, I think the alcohol is catching up. I was starting to lose the will to control myself with full consciousness. I placed my head over his hair and snuggle deep. Everyone seemed to be laughing, but I didn't care. After the noise had died down, It was Noah's turn spin, but that meant letting him go to reach the bottle. I didn't want him to leave so I only strengthened my squeeze as to not let him leave me, "no..." I whined. Taylor, with a smug look, went ahead and did it for him.

Annabel. It landed on Annabel. Noah turned to look at her. "Truth or dare?" He asked.

"Truth," Annabel said, as if she had no fear.

"Erm... do you have a crush on someone?" Said Noah curiously. She was quiet, then a sad expression formed on her face. I was curious myself too, did she have a rebound after we've parted from each other? Her audience had their eyes on her, waiting for what she had to say. "Umm..." was all that came out of her mouth, and which she just shook her head to a no.

"Aww come... on Anna," Liam said with a frisky grin, his head dizzily dropped but shot up as tried to keep himself awake. Still, Annabel made no further gestures.

I shot a fierce look at him, making him stiffen, "don't push it," I growled. Liam bobbed his head up and down, zipping his mouth shut.

"You don't have to do it..." Noah said assuringly. Annabel nodded weakly as she stared at her lap, keeping her look away from me and Noah. I frowned at her. Is she still sorrowful about our break up?

We continued on, but Annabel said that she wasn't going to join in anymore. She sat on one of the couches in silence while watching.

As time went by, I was beginning to feel a lot more tired that I no longer paid attention to the voices. But with the remaining strength I had, I always held on the Noah as if he's my life source. All I could feel was Noah's soft form as I laid my head upon his and closed my eyes.

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"Brad..."

"Brad."

I heard a familiar voice. My head was throbbing and I groaned at the pulsing tension in my head. I placed my hand on my forehead and slowly opened my eyes to see Noahs facing looking down at me. "Ugh..." I murmured.

Noah chuckled as he placed his thumb over to my cheek, "you're drooling again," he said, wiping the said 'drool' off my face. I looked at him confusingly. Am I dreaming? His touch felt so real and everything seemed so convincingly existent. I sluggishly raised my self up into a sitting position as I rubbed my eyes. The moment I looked around, I realized that I wasn't in my bedroom. No, the whole place is widely spacious, way bigger than my room. The walls are a shade of baby blue and on one side had a large grand window that let in all the natural light. "You snore," Noah snickered.

I turned to look at him with wide stunned eyes, "Noah?" I said, still not having to comprehend what was going on.

"Yep, that's me," he smiled.

"What happened? Why am I..." My voice trailed off as my eyes wandered to the blanket the covered me. Not my bed. This bed is clean, white, fancier, and much more comfortable than mine.

With a sigh, Noah spoke, "well... first off, you were inebriated by alcohol and began doing peculiar things under your state..." his voice faded.

My face paled, "w-what do you mean?" I asked.

"you umm, really liked cuddling the heck out of me. You endlessly bombarded me with 'I love you's and 'be my boyfriend's throughout the entire night..." Noah blushed. I was relieved, I for a second thought I did stuff that would be immorally horrifying. "... It was getting late and everyone was starting to leave, but you kept your strong hold on me like a constrictor that you wouldn't budge from our position. It was futile to convince you to leave, so I let you sleep here in my bed till the next morning," said Noah.

"w-wait, I slept in your bed?" I was kind of embarrassed.

Noah nodded, "yeah, I took my rest in the living room couch after helping clean up our shenanigans yesterday," he yawned.

I appreciated Noah's integrity to let me sleep in his bed, upset that he didn't sleep with me, and guilty that I let him clean our mess by himself and making him sleep somewhere else. "I'm sorry..." I mumbled apologetically.

"it's okay. Hey, at least you're well energized, " Noah beamed with a smile.


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