Regulus rolled his eyes.
"Yeah, you're right."
AND THEY DRANK THE night away. Jasmine nearly spent all her money that she brought with her all on the drinks. They didn't even realise how much time they spent at the bar until James came back to collect them.
"Mum and Dad said they're getting tired. Need us to get ready to leave," he said. "Are you โ?"
"Yes," Jasmine replied airily. "I think I'm gonna faint."
"sh*t!" muttered James. "Act cool. Act like you haven't just drank this whole bar. And you stink of weed. Great. How much did you take, Jas?"
"Not as much as Reggie," she laughed. "His eyes are red."
"I can't see straight," Regulus shrugged.
"Come on, just pretend you're tired," James said and he dragged them both to the exit, where their parents stood waiting.
"Oh, gosh, you'll never believe it," James said to Euphemia. "Danced the night away, those two. They made loads of new friends with your coworker's children. They're exhausted. We should hurry up and get them home, hm?"
Euphemia looked puzzled but she nodded.
"Yeah, come on, you two, you need rest. It's Christmas tomorrow," James said. The three teenagers walked ahead of their parents.
"Santa," Jasmine slurred. "We saw Santa on the balcony."
"No, you didn't, you were high," James said.
"We did!" Regulus defended. "He was walking down the streets of London. Numpty. Doesn't he need to deliver presents?"
Both Regulus and Jasmine burst out into laughter. James looked at them, disgusted.
"Why the f*ck did I leave you two alone?"
***
When they arrived home, Euphemia and Fleamont went straight to bed, but James gave Regulus and Jasmine four glasses of water each to sober up.
It didn't work too well, Jasmine still felt lightheaded as she went into bed. She lay awake and heard Regulus and James talking down the hallway.
They both entered her room and sat on opposite sides of the bed.
"Night, Jasmine," James said, placing a kiss on her forehead. "Sleep tight."
He tucked her in properly and fluffed out her pillows and left the room, shutting the door behind him.
Regulus was still sitting there.
"You okay?" he asked her.
"Still drunk," she said, "I think. Or high. I can't tell the difference."
She felt overwhelmed and soppy.
"Regulus," her voice cracked. "Thank you for being my best friend. At first, I thought you were doing it out of pity, but you actually stuck there for me through everything. Thank you."
She was now crying. When Jasmine drank too much, she gets emotional and sad.
Regulus shuffled over next to her and put his arm around her.
"You drank way too much. But you're welcome," he said. "I like being your friend."
She started sobbing into his arms.
"I'm a mess," she sobbed. "Why am I even crying?"
He laughed. She slipped out of his arms and wiped her tears. He thought she was beautiful. Even at her worst.
"C'mere, your hair's all knotty," he said. She turned around so her head was facing him. He leant over and got her brush from her bedside table and untied her hair. Without pulling on it, he brushed out the knots. Jasmine was still emotional and was sniffing while he untangled her hair. Once all the knots were gone, he ran his fingers through her hair. "All done."
She turned around and looked back up at him.
"sh*t, now I'm even more emotional!" she sniffed. "Can you stay here for a while?"
"I'm staying until school starts again," Regulus chuckled. "Remember?"
"I meant stay in my room. Cuddle with me for a bit. Please?" she asked. Regulus knew it was a dangerous game to play, but she was drunk and sappy. He wanted to be there for her.
"Yeah, alright," he gave in.
He lifted the covers and got under them, staying close to Jasmine. He shuffled over a little bit, giving her space to sleep on her own, since she was drunk.
"Why are you so far away?" she whined. "Reggie!"
"Okay, okay."
He moved closer to her. She laid her head on his chest and he put his arm around her shoulders.
"Goodnight, Reg," she mumbled, sniffling. "Sleep well."
"Night, Jas," he chuckled.
***
author's note:
i'm going to try to update more now :] thank u for the reads!!
