You had just recently got home from a party. Drunk off all sorts of liquor. It just so happened to be Drew's new girlfriends birthday party that you were invited to for some reason. Your relationship with him is...

Complicated.

The best way to describe it was an ex situationship that never went anywhere. The word 'ex' comes to play since he got a girlfriend. He told you whatever you guys were doing had to stop, and it was wrong.

God, it wasn't wrong to you.

Months ago, you two would get together and hook up. It meant something to you. For him? Absolutely nothing. He wasn't necessarily using you. He just wanted it to be casual and no feelings attached. Your stupidity got the best of your heart, and you agreed. It broke your heart into pieces when you found out he got a girlfriend after every intimate moment you're shared together. Not just the hookups, the cuddling, the rom-com binging at midnight. The charge he felt towards you was different, electric.

The way that his eyes spoke to you without saying words. What he wants to say to you through his lips never end up escaping. This leads to stolen glances across the room at just about every party and event.

Did it really mean nothing to him, or was he just scared of his own feelings?

You fumble in your purse, eyes cloudy from tears and probably the alcohol. You yank your phone out and instantly find his contact and click into the chat.

"Dreww pleese take me insted im so muck better than here. Com over noww ppleasee?" you text, clearly showing him your drunken state

"Are you drunk.. where are you? Call me right now." he types back instantly, like he's been waiting for this.

And maybe, just maybe so have you.