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Wish U Were Sober

Edward x Bella

Summary: Jessica drags Bella to a college party in Port Angeles and Bella gets a little too drunk and runs into Edward (literally). He drives her home and buys her dinner.

A/N: lightly inspired by the Conan Gray song. Warning for: Alcohol, catcalling (kind of?), and vomiting. Light fluff. This is the first fanfic I’ve ever written please be gentle with me lmao

Word count: 4,129

I pulled up to Jessica’s house at 7:30, the sun just starting to dip below the horizon. I fiddled with the hem of my shirt trying to will myself to leave the truck. Jessica had insisted I go with her and Angela to some college party in Port Angeles. I only said yes because she’d been so insistent, promising me that “it’ll be fun, Bella I swear”.

I knocked on the door and Jessica appeared in front of me, looking me over with mild dissatisfaction on her face. “Hmmmm,” she murmured, “I thought you’d wear something different. It’s, like, totally fine though you can just borrow something from me”. I was being dragged into the house before I could protest.

Angela was sitting cross legged on the floor in Jessica’s bedroom flipping through a folder of CDs. “Hi Bella”, she said, glancing up briefly before returning to the folder. Jessica immediately began rummaging through her closet to find something she deemed acceptable for me to wear. After a few minutes she emerged holding a deep blue satin camisole and a small shrug cardigan. She tossed the clothes to me and demanded I go change.

Once I was alone in the bathroom I felt suddenly insecure. I’d changed into the clothes that Jessica gave me, but looking in the mirror I felt embarrassed. The top had a deep v neck that was meant to show off a chest larger than mine. I felt like I was a little kid again, playing dress up in my moms closet. The camisole was almost backless, and the shrug was practically transparent. I sighed and realized there was no way I could wear a bra with Jessica’s outfit of choice and reached behind my back to unclip mine.

Back in the bedroom both Angela and Jess were applying the finishing touches to their hair and makeup. Jessica was putting on mascara, applying another unnecessary coat that made her lashes look spidery. Capping the mascara, she turned to look at me and still seemed unsatisfied. “Come here”, she said, pursing her lips.

“Don’t you have anything else I can borrow, Jess?” I asked. “I feel so exposed,” I added, a sudden chill running through me.

“You look cute, Bella,” Angela said from her spot by the mirror.

“Angela’s right. You just need a little… pizzazz” Jessica mumbled, her brow creasing. “Let me do your makeup!”

“I dunno, Jess. I don’t usually like wearing that stuff” I replied.

“Come on, Bella, it's a party. I promise I won’t go too heavy.” Jessica pleaded. I had a feeling that it’d be easier to just give in than fight her on this so I just sighed and said “ok fine you win”. I sat down on the edge of the bed while Jessica gathered supplies.

Angela’s phone buzzed with a text message. “The boys are here. I’m gonna go let them in.” Jessica was focused on me now, barely registering what Angela had said. I felt powder being brushed over my eyelids and cheekbones. Jessica was sharpening an eyeliner pencil when Angela reentered the room with Mike and Eric joining her.

The boys greeted Jessica and I and sat on the floor next to the bed. Eric rummaged through his bag and I looked over at Mike, noticing the bottle in his hands. “You owe me 20 for the booze, Jess.” He said.

“ ‘Kay I’ll pay you later”

Jessica returned to working on my face, lining my eyes with the black pencil and smudging it with her fingers. Mike had uncapped the liquor and was passing it to Eric who was toying with an apple in his lap. “Your turn, Bella,” Mike grinned as he offered me the bottle. I hesitated for a moment, remembering Charlie’s warnings about the dangers of underage drinking. But Charlie wasn’t here. I grabbed the liquor and took a swig. It tasted awful, and it burned almost as bad. But the burning was soon replaced by a feeling of warmth spreading across my body. My face flushed and I handed the bottle to Jessica. She accepted and swallowed without hesitation, making a face as the liquor went down. She returned her attention to me and held up a small mirror for me to examine her makeover. My eyes were smokey and my lips were shiny and sticky with gloss, but I had to give credit to Jess because I actually looked cool. “Woah, I look-”

“Hot? I know,” interrupted Jessica. Angela nodded in agreement.

Eric let out a small laugh of satisfaction as he held up his apple, which now had two holes in it. Jessica looked over and rolled her eyes. “If you guys are gonna smoke in here you have to do it out the window; I don’t want the house to smell like skunk.” The guys obliged and opened the bedroom window. Eric glanced over at the rest of us, holding up the apple as an offering to join him. The alcohol had left me feeling more sociable than usual, so I decided to take the offer. Tonight could be a night of firsts. Eric handed me the apple and a lighter and I realized I had no idea how to use them. “Umm I’ve never.. done this before” I admitted shyly.

“Oh that’s okay!” Said Eric, “ just put your thumb here and your mouth here and uh inhale when I light it okay?”

I heard the click of the lighter and breathed in. Smoke filled my lungs and I had to cough badly but I’d heard somewhere that you were supposed to hold it before exhaling. I started to count in my head. I started coughing before I hit 10. My lungs burned and my eyes watered. Eric asked if I was okay and I nodded weakly. “I probably should have warned you”, he said.

Angela interrupted by jingling her car keys. “Are we ready to go yet?” She asked.

The crowded frat house felt spacious compared to being cramped in the backseat of Angela’s compact next to Jessica and Mike. I stayed nearby my friends as we navigated our way to the drink table. I grabbed a can of beer so I could keep my buzz going and to have something to do with my hands. I felt Jessica tug on my free hand and she pulled me through the crowd to the dance floor. “Jess, you know I can’t dance,” I protested.

“Relax, Bella. You don’t have to go crazy just like, sway, to the music or something. Don’t be a buzzkill.” I took another gulp of my beer and tried to take her advice. I bobbed my head and tried to move my body to the rhythm of the song but I couldn’t find a way that felt natural. Jessica took notice of my awkwardness and suggested another drink might help me relax. “Stay put and I’ll be right back okay?” I nodded and tried to give her a smile that implied I was having fun.

As Jessica left I glanced across the room and felt a chill run down my spine and my cheeks flushed. Edward Cullen was leaning against a wall, talking to a girl with short spiky hair. I only knew his name because we sat together in biology, and I was pretty sure he hated me. But I couldn’t help but stare. Even in the dark he was gorgeous. His golden eyes were focused on the girl, but I was still worried he could feel me gawking at him. My eyes trailed downward and focused on his chest. His shirt was tight and I could faintly make out his lean but muscular frame. I was just about to try and look away when I felt a tap on my shoulder. I jumped and turned around to see Jessica balancing red cups and tiny bottles of liquor. “Hey uh earth to Bella” she said, annoyance creeping into her voice.

“Sorry Jess, I got distracted” I replied.

“Obviously. What were you staring at anyway…” her voice trailed off as she diverted her attention to where I’d been staring.

“I can’t blame you for ogling Cullen but he’s not worth your time. He thinks he’s too good for any of the girls in town” Jessica said sharply. Her expression was cold and I silently wondered if she was bitter from a past rejection. “Anyways” she continued, a tense smile on her face. “I got us some shooters and more drinks.” She uncapped one of the small bottles and handed it to me with a plastic cup. “Take the shot on the count of 3 and chase with your other drink.

“1…2…3..”

I knocked back the shot and fought not to gag on the bitter taste. I took a desperate gulp from my cup to try and help but whatever concoction I’d been given was clearly 80% alcohol. Feeling the warmth spread I realized I hadn’t seen the rest of our group since we’d arrived. “Where’d everyone else go?” I asked Jessica in an attempt to steer the conversation away from Edward Cullen before I embarrassed myself any further.

“Angela and Eric went downstairs a little while ago. Mike is busy chatting with some blonde senior girl.” Jessica said through gritted teeth. She was gripping her empty bottle so hard I was worried it would shatter. I tried to think of a distraction but my head was cloudy from the combination of alcohol and marijuana. Luckily Jess decided she was done talking and pulled me closer to the music again, urging me to dance with her. I still felt awkward but I guess Jessica had given up on my sense of rhythm for now. I watched her move to the beat and slowly drift further into the crowd, seemingly forgetting about me as she started to grind on a stranger. I finished my drink and decided to find the makeshift bar toward the back of the house.

I approached the bar and saw several frat boys passing out cups. I reached for a can in the cooler and heard one of them whistle. My cheeks burned as I stood up. “What can I get for you tonight, beautiful?” One of them asked me, his eyes grazing my chest.

“Oh um can I just get another drink? One in a, a, a cup please” I stammered.

“Sure thing, sweet cheeks” he replied, passing me another plastic cup.

“T-thanks.”

“No problem. So what brings you here tonight? I haven’t seen your pretty face around town before.”

The conversation was casual but I could feel his eyes lingering on me. I wished Jessica was still here. She wouldn’t be afraid to tell them off or to storm away. “I’m really sorry, but I have to find my friends. They’ll be mad if I’m gone too long. I just wanted to grab more drinks for us.” I managed to choke out. I quickly turned around and paced away from him. I heard him call after me but I couldn’t make out what he said. I stumbled through the crowd, nursing my beer to try and calm my nerves. I wasn’t sure if I trusted the liquid in the solo cup.

I’d given up on finding Jessica again, let alone the rest of my friends. The house was huge and there were too many people. My head was spinning and I realized how drunk I actually was. My legs felt like spaghetti and I couldn’t think straight. I spotted a couch in the distance and started to walk toward it, but my foot caught on my shoelace and I went flying. I braced myself to hit the floor, but instead of the carpet I felt myself slam into someone’s torso, my drink spilling all over both of us. Cold hands reached for me to help me up and I felt tears of embarrassment start to well in my eyes as I clumsily regained my footing. “Oh my god I am sho sorrrry” I slurred, desperate to make amends with whoever I’d just knocked into. I finally looked up and saw a pair of familiar golden eyes boring into mine.

“Edward?” I choked out. Of course it was him. There were hundreds of people at this party and I must have have the worst luck for him to be the one I tripped into. His shirt probably cost like 200 dollars and I’d spilled beer and who knows what else all over it. He probably hated me even more now.

“Bella? Are you okay?” Edward looked genuinely concerned; As if I might break if he’s not careful.

“I’m fiiinee. Thankss for helping me up” my speech kept slurring despite my best efforts to be coherent. “I’m sorry about the spill”. I embarrassed myself enough when I was sober, let alone cross faded like tonight.

“You’re drunk” how observant of him. It’s not like it wasn’t obvious. “I wouldn’t have expected to see you here tonight.”

“Jessica wouldn’t take no for an answer”. I still had no idea where Jess was anyways. She was probably worried if she’d noticed I was missing.

“That does sound like her.” Edward looked at me from head to toe, as if he was trying to decide what to say next. “You look very…. Different tonight. Blue looks lovely on you.”

I felt my heart flutter and then remembered the outfit I’d borrowed from Jessica. I blushed deeper and crossed my arms over my chest. “Oh uh thanks. Jesica lent it to me.” He’d hardly spoken to me at school, let alone complimented me.

“Didn’t your father ever tell you the dangers of underage drinking? What would Chief Swan think of his daughter getting drunk at a college party in Port Angeles?” His tone was playful and the corners of his mouth pulled into a smirk.

“Charlie is at some police conference in Seattle this weekend. He won’t be back until late Sunday night. What about you? Isn’t your dad like a doctor? I’m sure he doesn’t approve of underage drinking either.” I tried to keep my banter playful like Edward but I was genuinely curious how he’d respond.

“My parents give us the freedom to make our own decisions as long as we’re careful; and I’m not drinking tonight. I came here to appease my sister Alice.”

I was contemplating my response when I heard someone shouting my name. “Bella! What the hell dude! You can’t just wander off like that, you had me seriously worried!” Jessica took a breath to continue chewing me out but stopped short when she realized who I was with. “Oh! Uh hi, Edward. I didn’t know you two knew each other.” Her face flushed when she looked at him.

“Bella and I have biology together. She tripped and I stopped to make sure she was okay. If it’s okay with you I’d like to steal her away from you for the night. I promise I’ll get her home safe.” Edward’s tone was cool and reassuring. He flashed his best smile at Jesica and she looked like she might faint.

“Oh um sure. That’s fine I guess. But Bella left her truck at my house. Angela drove us tonight.” Jessica hesitated, as if she couldn’t believe the words Edward was saying.

“That’s okay, Jessica. I can arrange for one of my siblings to pick it up if you give me your address.” He turned to look at me. “Do you have your car keys, Bella?”

I fished around in my pockets until I felt my keys. “Uh yeah they’re in my pocket. Here.” I grabbed them out and dropped them in his open palm. Edward turned to Jessica again and waited for her response.

“Well uh bye, Bella. I’ll see you at school Monday? I’ll tell Angela and everyone else what the plan is.” Jessica still didn’t seem convinced but didn’t protest either. And I couldn’t deny that I wanted to spend more time with Edward.

“Yeah I’ll see you Monday, Jess. ‘Night.” I tried my best to seem convincing. Jessica wandered off to find the rest of our group and I turned my back to Edward, who was staring at me again. My heart skipped a beat. I wondered what he was thinking. He was so stoic all of the time. I still hoped he wasn’t secretly mad at me for spilling on him. My stomach interrupted my train of thought with an embarrassingly loud sound. I’d forgotten to eat anything before I left the house.

“Are you hungry, Bella?” Edward asked, seemingly genuinely concerned. “You shouldn’t drink on an empty stomach. Let me buy you dinner.” There was no way I could let him buy me anything. I’d already spilled beer on his expensive clothes and was waiting for the right opportunity to pay for his dry cleaning. I wasn't about to be even more in debt to him. As if he’d read my mind he cleared his throat and said “I insist on feeding you tonight, Miss Swan.”

“What about your sister?” I remembered he’d mentioned coming here because of her.

“Alice will be okay. I’ll have Emmet drive her home and they can pick up your truck on the way back.” He pulled out a BlackBerry from his pocket and typed quickly before sliding it back in. “Can I walk you to my car? Its getting late.” Edward offered me his hand and I took it, shivering from his cool touch. His skin was smooth and hard. It almost felt like holding hands with a statue.

He led me through the crowd and down the street until we stopped at a silver Volvo. It was by far the nicest car I’d ever seen, especially in comparison to my ‘63 Chevy that was faded and rusted. Edward opened the passenger door for me and shut it gently once I was inside. The clock on the dashboard read after midnight. I had no idea where he could possibly be taking me at this time of night.

We pulled into the parking lot of a 24 hour diner and by the time I’d finished unbuckling my seatbelt and reached for the door handle Edward had already opened it for me. I had no idea how he’d gotten there so fast, but my mind was still foggy from drinking. He held the door of the restaurant open for me and we slid into a booth in the back corner.

I hadn’t realized how hungry I was until a cheeseburger and fries appeared in front of me. “Aren’t you going to eat anything?” I asked, noticing the empty space in front of Edward.

“I’m not hungry,” he replied, pushing my plate toward me gently. I bit into a fry and savored the saltiness. “The carbs will help soak up the alcohol in your system.”

“Why are you being so nice to me?” I asked, finally giving into the urge I’d been resisting all night. “ I thought you hated me or something. You barely acknowledge me in biology and I never see you talk to anyone besides your brothers and sisters.”

“I’ve never hated you, Bella,” he sighed. “ I just thought it might be best if we weren’t close.”

“Well what changed?” I asked, taking a bite of my burger.

“I’m tired of forcing myself to avoid you. I want to know you. You fascinate me, Bella.” His eyes glinted as he spoke. I’d never looked at him this intently before. His eyes were like liquid honey, and his hair looked especially coppery in the diner’s lighting.

“What’s so fascinating about me? I’m not special or extraordinary, Edward.” I averted my eyes and tried to hide my face in my hair. What could he see in me? I wasn’t ugly or completely uninteresting, but I was hardly worthy of the attention from the likes of Edward Cullen.

“That’s where you’re wrong, Bella. I don’t know how to explain it but you’re marvelous.” His voice seemed so sincere.

I blushed and picked at the fries on my plate. I had only eaten about half of my meal, but my stomach was starting to protest. “I think I’m finished.”

We were back on the road and Edward switched on the radio. I’d just finished giving him directions to my house and wanted to rest my eyes until we got home. Suddenly it felt like my stomach was doing acrobatics and I was sure I was turning green. “Uh, I think we should pull over, Edward. I think I’m gonna be sick” as soon as the sentence had left my mouth I started vomiting all over his passenger seat. The Volvo screeched to a stop on the side of the highway and I practically fell out of the car, trying to avoid making things worse than I already had. I kneeled on the pavement and retched until my stomach was completely empty.

I realized Edward was standing nearby, trying to figure out how to deal with this. I was absolutely humiliated. He called me marvelous and I’d blown chunks in the front seat of his car. Edward did his best to clean up the mess with the napkins we’d taken from the diner and let me curl up in his backseat.

It felt like ages before he pulled into the driveway of Charlie’s house. Edward opened the backseat and before I could say anything he’d scooped me up into his arms and carried me to the doorway. He handed me my keys and I unlocked the door. “Thanks for driving me home, Edward. I’m really sorry I threw up in your car.” My cheeks burned red. I was sure I’d ruined any chance of even friendship with him after tonight’s events.

“It was my pleasure, Bella. And don’t worry about the car.” He was so kind to me even after everything that happened. I felt a tug of sadness in the pit of my stomach at the thought of him leaving. I usually didn’t mind being alone, in fact I usually preferred it. But something about him made me feel differently. I didn’t want him to leave me tonight.

“Umm, you can come in and get a towel or something for you car if you want” I felt sheepish and knew I was grasping at straws to extend our time together. He could probably see right through my attempts.

“Sure, Bella. Why don’t you take a shower and I’ll finish cleaning the car. I promise I won’t leave until you finish.”

I couldn’t believe my stupid idea had worked. I gave Edward a towel and turned on the shower. The hot water felt incredible after such a long night. I leaned back and let the water run down my body. I washed my hair and scrubbed myself. I hadn't realized how sticky I was until now.

I dried off and changed into pajamas. After I brushed my teeth and towel dried my hair I remembered Edward was still waiting downstairs. His shirt probably still smelled like alcohol and cheeseburger vomit because of me. I went down the hall into Charlie’s room and pulled an old t-shirt from his dresser. I hoped he wouldn’t notice it was missing. I hated lying to him and there was no truthful explanation I could give Charlie to explain. I headed downstairs to give Edward the spare shirt and offer to wash the one I’d sullied.

He was sitting patiently on the couch when I returned. “You can borrow one of Charlie’s shirts if you want. I can wash yours and bring it back Monday?”

“That’s very kind of you, Bella,” he replied, taking the shirt from my hands. He lifted the dirty one above his head and I understood how Jessica felt earlier tonight. His stomach was toned, with a small trail of hair that disappeared below his jeans. I was mesmerized as he pulled Charlie’s old t-shirt over his head and grinned. “How do I look?”

“It s-suits you” I stammered, blushing for what felt like the hundredth time. “Will you stay?” I blurted out. I covered my mouth after I said it, immediately regretting my words.

To my surprise Edward extended his hand toward me again. “Lead the way,” he replied, flashing me his dazzling smile. I took his hand in mine and lead us up the stairs and down the hall to my bedroom. He sat gingerly on my bed and I took the spot beside him.

“Thank you for staying” I managed to whisper in the dark. I laid down on the pillow and felt him wrap his arms around me.

“Of course” he murmured in my ear”. I felt him stroke my hair and my eyes grew heavy and I drifted off in his arms.

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