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21. Confessions Between Us

"Hi!" He shouted as soon as he saw me and I shushed him.

"What're you doing here?" I asked him as I saw him stumbling on the steps.

"I was bored...at the...partyyy," He shouted. "And I was missing you."

"That doesn't mean you'll show up at my house. And that too, drunk!" I scolded as I helped him stand up properly. I swung his arm around my neck and helped him in, kicking the door close behind me.

"Seriously, Darren! What were you thinking? You could have got into an accident. You could have been hurt!"

He just chuckled at this and when he saw me glaring at him, he stopped his cackling abruptly and put his index finger over his lips like a child.

I sighed.

I hated handling drunk people. They just acted so stupid and reckless. I hated being around someone like that. And it was partially because of my hatred for drinks. I didn't know why people drank. I could never understand why some people were even addicted to it. It was just so yuck

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