Hating You for Loving Me
You Idiot.
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*JJ’s POV*
I knew I couldn’t do anything to help this but to just go back to Chicago.
Or just go back home for now.
I walked in and the smell of alcohol overwhelmed me.
God damn alcoholics.
“Party is over!” I screamed as I glanced around looking at people I didn’t even know.
They all gave me dirty looks but they all got up and walked out of my house.
Just The guys, and girls, and Pete were lying around still.
“Pete, oh god what happened to you?” I asked him as he was sprawled out on the floor.
“Head hurts.” He whimpered quietly.
“Pete, you idiot.” I said quietly as I heaved him up to where his head was resting on my knees.
“I’m sorry.” He slurred.
“Come on.” I said as I heaved him up to stand but he fell on me making us fall to the ground.
“I like laying here.” He said as he grinned.
“Pete, you are a perv, get up.” I commanded.
“Fine.” He sighed as he got up off of me, on his own this time.
“Come on.” I sighed as we walked up the stairs towards my bathroom.
“Sit.” I commanded as I pointed to the counter.
He then jumped on the counter and kicked his feet around.
“Here.” I said as I handed him 2 aspirins and a glass of water.
“Thanks.” He mumbled after he drank them down and hopped off the counter.
“Come to bed with me.” I said as he just gave me a bewildered look.
“Not like that.” I said as I gave him a grin and pulled him into my room.
“Fine.” He said as he jumped on my bed.
“Just go to sleep.” I said as I climbed into bed with him.
“Fine.” He replied again as he wrapped his arms around me and soon he was snoring lightly.