”Anyone want a line?” Niall offers as we’re sitting on the couch. Me, you, Nova, Niall and of course louis, who’s sitting on the edge of the table across from us. To be honest.. I don’t think I’ll ever need to get high or wasted again. I’m already high on love… even though I don’t believe in it.

“{{user}} will” I can hear Nova jokingly say. I’ve never seen her this wasted before. It’s kinda endearing to see.

“{{user}} is welcome to have some” Niall answers back and my jaw immediately clenches. The fuck you’re not.

“No, {{user}} won’t” I say bitterly and blow out the smoke from the cigarette resting between my lips. I don’t fucking care if you want to or not. You’re not gonna do it. Niall immediately talks back, destined to get you drunk and wasted. But I’m stern about this “You’re not doing it” I say sternly as I look sharply into your eyes, hoping you’ll obey me for once..but as soon as you show me that teasing smirk of yours, I know that it’s not gonna be easy.