Page 7 of Conflicting Lyrics
Two hours later, and we’re both drunk out of our minds. I’m not sure why, maybe it’s the stress of everything, of not knowing if I passed or not, or wondering what the future will bring, but I drank a lot more than I normally allow myself.
Usually, I try not to get drunk. Most times, I just get a little tipsy, nothing that would leave me with a hangover in the morning, because that's not something I can hide easily.
The only time I’ve ever been truly drunk, I had to lie to my mother and say I had the stomach flu when I woke up to puke my guts out.
But tonight, I let loose, and Ally has been loving every single moment of it.
“I love this song! Come on, dance with me!” Ally hops up off the couch we’re sitting on and grabs my hand, pulling me to my feet.
I let out a little groan as my head spins before Ally pulls me into the sea of people.
She wraps her arms around my neck, practically pressing us together from head to toe.
My body flushes at the way she moves her body with her eyes closed and head tilted back. I watch her, heart racing in my chest as she sings the lyrics to the song, her voice doing unthinkable things to my body.
She has an amazing voice, and listening to her sing is one of my favorite things. I could listen for hours and never get bored.
When her eyes open and lock on mine, a dazed smile takes over her lips while she continues to sing, and I smile back, singing along with her.
After a few more songs, Ally pulls me away from everyone, exiting the house for some fresh air.
“Come on,” she says, her hand wrapped around mine as she tugs me along through the back yard. She doesn’t stop, continuing to pull me through the gate door.
“Where are we going?” I laugh as we walk down the street. “Your car is down there,” I remind her, pointing in the opposite direction then the one we are going.
“Lulu, babe, I’m shit faced. There’s no way I can drive home.” She laughs, grinning over at me. “I’ll pick it up tomorrow morning. But that means we have to walk home. I know you need to get back, so I thought we could get a head start instead of trying to find a ride.”
My smile falls. I don’t want to go home. I’ve been having so much fun. I never want this night to end.
As we get close to the park that's just down my street, it’s my turn to use the grip on her hand to pull her off course.
“I need a little bit more time before going inside,” I let her know as we climb the little hill in the middle of the park.
We laugh as we trip over our feet, the alcohol still heavily in our systems.
Falling to the ground, out of breath, we roll onto our backs and look up at the sky.
“It’s crazy, you know,” Ally says after a few minutes of silence.
“What is?” I ask, turning my head to the side to look at her.
She turns her head too. “That we’re about to venture out into the real world. Part of me isn’t ready to grow up… wants to hold on to this part of my life. But the other knows that there are bigger and better things out there.” She smiles, and it takes my breath away.
Rolling onto her side, she tucks her hands under her cheek, and I do the same.
“I’m just glad I get to do it all with you, instead of by myself,” she whispers.
“Yeah,” I whisper back, my head spinning, body heating up.
She wiggles closer, and my body tenses. Propping herself up onto an elbow, I hold my breath as she reaches out, tucking a lock of hair behind my ear.
It’s just a simple touch, but it sets something off inside me.
The way she’s looking down at me… it’s different. Her eyes are lidded as she licks her lips. Possibly because of the alcohol?
I don’t dare breathe, dare blink. My heart pounds wildly in my chest as I wait for her to do something, say something.
“I want to take you away from it all,” she murmurs. “To give you the world. I want to make you happy, Lulu.”
