If Hell were any Closer

Nikki's POV:

Oli's hands gripped my hips, and he pulled away after a few moments, my lungs burning for air, but my head buzzing from the alcohol. He bent his head to mine, so that they rested against one another, and I couldn't help but giggle; he smelled good.

"God dammit Nikki," he breathed, "why do you have to be so irresistible?"

I pondered over the question, and it made my brain hurt. I didn't like that question anymore. I opened my mouth to tell him that but he quickly shushed me, placing a finger over my lips, making me giggle again.

"God you're adorable," he muttered, a small smile on his face. "But I'm not going to kiss you anymore, okay? I don't want to take advantage of you, okay?"

I nod even though I really have no idea what he is saying. He sounds funny, his voice is different. Maybe he's an alien! Does that mean I have a baby alien growing in my head because he kissed me? Or maybe he was secretly biting off my lips. Lips is a funny word. It sounds like fish. Fish lips!

"Nikki? are you even listening to me?"

I pulled away and spin in a little circle, well, it felt huge to me. "Fish lips! Can I be a ninja?"

He laughed; he has a nice laugh. Oli's hands reached for me once again, and this time, I let him pull me to his chest. "You're so cute," he chuckled, and I scrunched up my face at the compliment.

"Can we go to Pluto?"

He furrowed his eyebrows, "why Pluto?"

I shrug in response, biting my lip, suppressing a smile, "I don't know. I feel bad for Pluto. Like everyone liked him for years, and then they decided to not make him a planet! That's so mean! Plus he's so tiny, and tiny things are cute."

His eyes wandered up and down my body, "sure are," he ran a hand through his dark hair. I wonder what it feels like.

His eyes returned to mine and he pecked my cheek once, intertwining our fingers together and led me to the door. I followed him, my eyes roaming over the spinning room, taking in the brilliant colours and landing on- Andy? What's Andy doing here? When did he get back from LA? We should say 'hi' to him! I miss him!

I tug anxiously on Oli's hand, and point to Andy, standing by a girl with pretty blonde hair and a bright pink crop-top. She seems nice, maybe they'll start dating and they'll have babies together. Babies is a strange word.

"what?" Oli asks, annoyance creeping into his nice voice. I tug him behind me and start to make my way over to Andy and the pretty blonde.

Oli freezes when he notices Andy standing a few feet away and he harshly jerks me back, shaking his head 'no' at me. I pout, frowning, I want to talk to Andy and his fruity wife. No wait, future. Fruity? Future? Fruity.

I roll my eyes at Oliver and release his hand, skipping over to Andy. On my way, another red plastic cup is placed into my hand, however I don't get a chance to thank whoever gave it to me. Oh well, I hope I didn't hurt their feelings too much. I take a giant swig of whatever it is and smile, feeling the fiery liquid burn a trail down my throat. I like fire! Can we roast marshmallows?

Hi Andy!

He doesn't respond. Oh wait, maybe I should actually try speaking my words. I'll give that a try.

"Hi Andy!" I try again, and his eyes focus on me.

He shuffles nervously from foot to foot, like a penguin! "Hey Nikki, didn't expect to see you here," he flushes.

I nod, still smiling, and I take another sip of my drink. When I go to look for the pretty girl, she's nowhere to be sen. Oh well, I guess Andy's wife wasn't fruity enough.

A hand grabs onto my shoulder, twirling me around, and I squeal. Oli drapes a protective arm around my shoulders and I lean against him, the room is spinning again. Are we on a ferris wheel?

"Andy," Oli says curtly. He sounds funny.

"Oli," Andy nods, his eyes focussed on me.

I giggle and pull away from Oli, going to hug Andy. He's so big and warm, and he gives my tummy butterflies! I like butterflies, they're pretty. Andy frowns but holds me as I lean heavily on him.

"Is she drunk?"

Drunk. Drink. Water. Ice. Cold. Frozen. Frozen!

I begin to quietly sing 'Let It Go' to myself, humming out the lyrics and swaying softly in Andy's arms. I guess he's found an answer to his question.

Oli snatches the plastic cup from my slack hands causing for me to protest. But darkness has already begun to etch its way into my vision, and I start to feel tremendously sleepy. Oli sighs and reaches fro me but I snuggle closer to Andy; he smells amazing!

"Here, let me take her home," Oli suggests, trying to pry me away from my Andy, but I wrap my arms even tighter around him. Sayonara pretty blonde bitch, Andy's mine now. And I'm going to have his babies. How are babies made again?

"Want, Andy," I mumble sleepily, my eyelids drifting shut.

Both boys exhale loudly, which hurts my ears. "Alright," Andy says, making his chest vibrate, like a massage. "C'mon, sleepyhead."

But I refuse to move, so Andy is forced to scoop me up, off my feet, swinging me up and easily into his arms. I settle comfortably against his lean chest, clutching tightly onto his shirt. He chuckles again and brushes back my hair, which feels amazing by the way.

"Sleep, beautiful," he murmurs gently, just as I feel that dark waters taking me under.

Notes

okay, so that chapter was so much fun to write! I love writing from a drunk person's POV. I think I did okay with this one, since I've only ever ben drunk once and I don't remember too much of the experience.

Nikki is moving back and forth pretty quickly between Andy and Oli, or is that just the alcohol talking? Let's see what happens when she's sober...

Hope you all have a relaxing long week-end!