"How drunk can we get my girlfriend?" || Conor Maynard Imagine
A/N – Hey again, this one was really hard to write because I didn’t know how to use the line much, and im so sorry it’s so awful 😂 so let me know what you think! Love you all ❤️
- E x
— Conor’s POV —
She was my everything, waking up next to her everyday was the thing that made me most happy.
Our nights out were hilarious, because the boys always got her to play drinking games with us, and that was always fun to do.
“No I’m not playing your stupid games again guys! I always end up with a really bad hang over.” She says, laughing while all the boys try to convince her to play with us.
She was the thing that made me most happy. She had the power to make me laugh hysterically, cry uncontrollably, and still feel head over heels in love.
“Come on! It’ll be fun!” Caspar says, knowing she’s really funny when she’s drunk.
“No, it gets really embarrassing!” She says, hitting him lightly on the shoulder and looking at him, with a glint in her eye that shows how much she really doesn’t want to.
They spend basically all day convincing her to play along, and eventually she caved in.
— Time Skip —
“Ok, and this is… How drunk can we get my girlfriend?” I say loudly, as we all sit in a circle at our apartment, earning a laugh from the rest of the group.
We were all already quite drunk, but not yet. We were playing ‘Never Have I Ever’ and they were asking questions that they knew for a fact included her having to drink.
This is what they always wanted, to get her drunk, just because she was so weird when she was drunk.
“Well, I j-just personally think that your all just ob-obsessed with me.” She says, far to clearly slurring her words due to the fact they had already gotten her drunk.
As time passed, we all realised it was probably time to get her to bed. So they all said bye whilst still laughing at how weird she was being.
“Come on. Bed time weirdo.” I say, hysterically laughing as she attempts to go to the bedroom and in the process walking head first into the door.
“Ow. I-I- I love you, you know t-that right?” She whispers, and in turn I hear the drunk mess that her mind is getting emotional. She did this sometimes, get emotional, but I did the same.
“Yeah, I love you too. Go on, bed time.” I say, trying to get her to actually get in the bed while laughing.
“Don’t leave my s-side. Please. You m-mean the world to me, con.” She says, using my nickname and in turn making me smile.
She lifts her had slowly, and strokes the side of my face with it, giving me a chill down my spine. How did she always have the same effect on me?
“I’ll never leave your side babe. Get some sleep.” I say, getting into the bed next to her and feeling her rest her head on my chest.
I let my arm fall around her, as sleep slowly drags us under its spell.