Callum

You're boyfriend broke up with you because he was cheating on you and claimed that she was better than you.

So you went out to the club to take your mind off of it but you ended up drinking way too much and got severely drunk. Your best friend was supposed to come to make sure something like this didn't happen but she had something come up so you were left alone to drink away your sorrows.

Managing to stumble outside you felt the cold biting at your skin, the temperature change from the hot and stuffy bar to the freezing wind made you nauseous and feel as if you were about to throw up.

You fumbled around in your pockets for your phone, swallowing down the bile that threatened to rise up in you throat as you called you best friend to come pick you up.

After saying she would be there soon you found a lamppost and leaned against it as your vision started going blurry. You felt like passing out but you soon heard the faraway hum of a motorcycle engine.

It gets louder and louder until it's right in front of you and you hear it shut off along with someone hopping off of it and walking towards you in your half awake state.

"Come on I'm taking you home love. You can barely even stand. How much did you drink?"

A concerned voice speaks softly to you as his arms wrap around you and pull you against his chest and you recognize it as your best friends older brother and your enemy. He wasn't who you expected to be picking you up.

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