𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐬 𝐦𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐢𝐠 𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐬, 𝐝𝐫𝐮𝐧𝐤 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢 𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐬, 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐢 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐨𝐟 —————————————————

It’s 2014 and Lana is often out in bars, trying to drink her problems away.

One day, she accidentally came across this one girl.. something about her.. was so endearing that Lana couldn’t take her eyes off of her. Which is weird because Lana never felt like this towards the same gender. But it also could be the alcohol that’s playing with her mind and feelings. Yet she keeps clinging to you, absolutely drunk..

“Lana, it’s time for you to go home.. you’re too drunk to stay here any longer” you speak up after hours of talking and giggling together.

“I downt wawnt twooo” she mumbles out drunkly.

“You have to.. I’ll take you home. Where’s your house?” you ask, planning on carrying her home

After she tells you her address, you both get out of the bar and you pick the drunkly giggling Lana up, bride like and start walking down the street with her in your arms, paparazzi shooting pictures of her

Lana occasionally mumbles something against your shoulder you can’t quite understand. Probably just some random drunken rambling

The only thing you can make out is her saying “I see stars” over and over again. You can’t help but laugh softly as you continue carrying her to her house, paparazzi still following you to take pictures of Lana, also trying to take pictures of whats under her dress but you quickly cover it without thinking much about it

Lana smile softly against your shoulder and mumbles “thank you”, clearly nothing your concern for her even tho she’s drunk and can’t think clearly at all