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When the Alcohol Kicks In
context: context: you get drunk one night, and you and Jude start arguing
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2nd person POV
Getting drunk was a rare occurrence for you. One, you didn't drink very often, you had too much to worry about. Two, you had a very high alcohol tolerance. Five shots didn't phase you in the slightest. 
However, on the rare occasions in which you did get drunk, it was bad.
You never intended to get as drunk as you did. By the time you left the house, you and your boyfriend Jude had gotten into a bit of a squabble. You had intentions of going out with your somewhat large group of friends, consisting of both males and females. That wasn't what Jude was worried about.
There was a certain someone in the group, Lewis, an acquaintance of yours that Jude didn't like.
"He's so clearly into you Y/N!" Jude had said before you left the house.
"Don't be ridiculous Jude, I hardly talk to him." You scoffed.
It was true. Out of all the people in your group, Lewis was the one you spoke to the least. You guys had gone to the same secondary school, but you barely knew each other. Let alone, be familiar enough with each other that he'd actually like you. 
"I'm telling you Y/N, just watch!" Jude warned you.
"If you're so concerned just come Jude!" You shouted back at him.
Jude sighed, "You know exactly why I can't! The club would kill me."
You rolled your eyes. The man cared more about his club than you. Maybe you were over exaggerating a bit, but you didn't care.
***
The lot of you were at Suhana's place, dancing and drinking. It wasn't a party exactly, but a gathering of "close friends". 
You were dancing with your two best friends, Tilly and Elijah. From any onlooker, it was more like bouncing around wildly. You were tipsy at this point, and that's where you'd stand. Elijah and Tilly left to grab more snacks from the kitchen while you continued bouncing around in your spot. You were very much an ambivert. Introverted to most but really quite social and extroverted with your friends.
You were enjoying just hopping around to the beat of the music when you felt someone's hands on both of your hips. You immediately turned and smacked both hands off.
You looked around to see if anyone had seen, you could only see someone having fallen asleep on the couch. Everyone else had been in the kitchen eating. 
"What is wrong with you!" You hissed, stepping very far away from him. 
Lewis shot you a lazy smirk. A disgusting one at that. 
"Aw come on, Bellingham's not even here." He slurred, you could smell the alcohol in his breath.
He stepped closer to you, trying to touch your face and kiss you.
This time, you slapped him hard, and shoved him before shrieking.
"I hope you never see the light of day!" You spit, before the rest of your friends came running.
"What's happened?" Tilly frantically questioned.
"She slapped me!" Lewis defended himself, pointing fingers at you.
"He touched me and tried to kiss me!" You shouted in defense of yourself.
Lewis just smiled lazily again. Tilly, Suhana, and the others bolted in Lewis's direction to physically assault him. Elijah stopped them from getting too chaotic and kicked Lewis out. Everyone else then turned to you, who was leaning against the wall with your arms crossed in front of your chest. You were staring down at the ground, tears slowly escaping your eyes.
Jude was right. He was 100% right. And you had just ignored him and scoffed due to a silly little fight.
"You okay love?" Tilly asked, putting an arm around you.
You wiped your tears off before nodding.
"You want me to take you and Tilly home?" Elijah offered.
You shook your head.
"I just want a drink. Something strong." You requested, this was a mistake on your part.
The reason many people thought you had such good alcohol tolerance was because you stayed away from the strong stuff. Realistically, you were a lightweight.
"I have tequila." Suhana offered.
You nodded, following her for the glass.
***
Two hours later and many missed calls from Jude. Elijah and Tilly were walking you home, you were drunk out of your mind. They'd never seen you in such a state.
"This must've been her first time drinking tequila." Tilly whispered to Elijah as they helped you up to your flat.
"I always thought Y/N had a high tolerance." Elijah responded.
"Stop acting like I'm not here! I do have a high tolerance, I'm not a lightweight!" You protested.
"Calm down Y/N. It's been a long night. You just need some sleep." Tilly tried to soothe you.
The three of you stopped abruptly once you got to your flat door. Your friends turned to you for keys. You somehow managed to grab them out of your bag and began fumbling with them. Before you could even get it into the lock, the door swung open. There was Jude, stationed by the door with a relieved look on his face.
As it turned out, when you hadn't picked up your phone, he called the others and finally got a response from Suhana who said you were on your way home. Normally, he would've been asleep two hours earlier, but he stayed up, waiting for you to come home.
You walked in, avoiding eye contact, heading straight for the couch while Jude said his hellos and goodbyes to Elijah and Tilly.
"What the hell? You didn't pick up your phone! Do you know how worried I was! What the fuck is with you!" Jude gritted through his teeth.
All you wanted to do was run to him and cry in his arms about your crappy night, but you were too stubborn for that.
"I'm sorry! It was a long night, I must've forgotten or something!" You mumbled.
Jude's face began to soften as he heard the tremble in your voice. 
But then he smelled the alcohol on your breath, that was enough to forget about the softness in your voice.
"Are you fucking kidding me. You're bloody drunk. That's why you did not pick up your phone." Jude shouted.
This was where you drew the line.
"I'm not drunk so shut the fuck up. I honestly can't with you! Stop acting like you own me!" You yelled at him, slamming the door as you made your way into the bathroom which was connected to yours and Jude's room.
You looked in the mirror and sighed at the reflection. You didn't wear makeup so it wasn't a terrible sight to behold. But, there was mascara running down your face. Your hair looked a little crazy, and you looked like a shell of your usual self.
Note to self, stay away from hard alcohol.
You pealed your clothes off, and got into the shower. Letting the hot water consume all of the negative thoughts. Once you were finished, you came out a new person, like your normal self. You wrapped your wet hair in a towel and left the bathroom to see Jude still up, scrolling on his phone.
He would never go to sleep without knowing you were safe.
You climbed in bed next to him, scooting close to him to hug him from his sides.
"I'm sorry." You said, burying your head in his neck.
He moved closer to you and kissed your forehead.
"I love you." He mumbled to you.
That brought a smile to your face, "I love you too, so much."
Jude grinned at you, coyly.
"So. What did happen?" Jude asked you with concern on his face.
You sighed, "You can't say I told you so." 
Jude's smile immediately darkened. His face grew very easy.
"It was that son of a bitch wasn't it? I swear to god, I'll show him. The nerve he has, trying something on my girlfriend." Jude began muttering under his breath.
He sprang out of bed, getting a winter coat and shoes on. It was very clearly he was about to hunt Lewis down and very likely punch him senselessly.
Before he could get himself arrested, you grabbed Jude, slowly beckoning him to come back to bed. 
"Please." You begged him, looking up at him with big emotional eyes.
Who was Jude to say no to that?
Jude sighed in defeat as a smile found its way on your face. You both went back to bed, you snuggled into his side, him with his arm wrapped around your body. 
"We'll both go beat him up tomorrow, when we're well rested and have stronger punches." You smirked at Jude.
"That's my girl." Jude grinned before kissing you again.
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