It's Friday night and aunt Susan gave me some Pimms and three shots. Let's just say... I'm a huge lightweight.
By the time she passes me the Smirnoff ice, I was a giggling mess.
"Are you sure you need another drink Noelle?" She asks. I snatch the drink out of her hand.
"Of course I do!" I slur and start dancing, the music booming out the stereo.
I get my phone and send a text to the group chat:
Flomelle xP
Giys cine over ! -M
Are you drunk El?- F
Haha she's deffo drunk- T
Noooo I npt- N
Then speak English xD- T
Ok mabe I am-N
Just cum over-N
Gladly ;)-T
Gross bro no!- F
I'm kidding! We will be there
In 5, better have drinks still- T
I can't type to save my life when drunk. Ok maybe I am a lot drunk but that doesn't matter, the twins are coming over! I take another swing of my drink and wave my hands in the air whilst aunt Susan casually eats some Walkers crisps.
The doorbell sounds and I stumble my way towards it, swinging it open.
"Flyom!" I pronounce.
"Err... Flynn and Tom, you are not making a ship name between us," Flynn laughs and I move aside for them to come in.
"Susan! This is Tom and Flynn," I say, pointing to the wrong boys with the wrong names.
"Actually I'm Tom, that's Flynn. Nice to meet you ma'am," Tom says, Aunt Susan brings them in for a hug.
"Nonsense boys, call me Aunt Susan from now on, you're a part of our family now!" She says and smiles, releasing them. "What drink do you want?"
"I'll have a G and T please," Flynn says.
"Beer for me thanks Aunt Susan," Tom replies shortly after.
"C'mon guys let's p- party," I drag the 'Y' a bit too long and hug Flynn.
"Ok you can let go now," Flynn grins, hugging me back for a moment.
"Lighten up bitch!" I laugh and he rolls his eyes.
Aunt Susan comes back with their drinks and soon enough they've lighten up and dance with me. I grind against Tom for a moment and he swivels his hips laughing whilst Flynn and Aunt S. begin doing a cowboy dance where they link arms and swirl in a circle, changing directions.
"Woo!" I scream and chug the next drink.
"Honey, I think you're taking this a bit too far now with the drinks," Aunt S says as she goes to take the bottle out of my hand.
What do I do? I chug it and give her the empty bottle.
"Next!" I yell and grab a beer. "Fuck this is gross!" I screw up my face and Tom laughs.
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Tethered Tats
Teen Fiction[Completed] In a world where a tattoo decides your fate, Noelle Oakley is destined to find her soulmate. When dealing with trauma and the death of her parents, she is stuck between holding on and letting go. From managing with her anxiety, to fin...
