This is my first story so please red and review.
Smithy had just finished his shift and didn't feel like going straight home. He walked to a small quiet pub around the corner from his place. When he entered, he saw the person he least expected, sitting alone at the bar. He walked over and sat on the stool next to her.
"Hey" he jumped at the sound of his voice.
"Hey um what are you doing here?"She asked.
"To be honest, I don't feel like going home" he huffed.
"Me neither, so a nice strong drink will do me fine" she ordered a drink for herself and then looked in Smithy's direction.
"Do you want one" she asked.
"I'll get it and i'll have a pint please", he gave the bartender some money in exchange for the drinks.
A couple of hours later, both were drunk and refused to be served any more drink, so left the pub.
"I'm flying" Smithy started singing, staggering along the pavement. Stevie collapsed in a fit of giggles, and struggled to breathe.
"Come on, I've got some drink at home". He helped her to her feet and they both laughed and walked to Smithy's place.
Smithy fiddled with his keys, trying to get one to fit into the lock. He finally managed to get into his flat, Smithy went into the kitchen, and took a bottle of wine out of the fridge. He turned around and realised Stevie wasn't there. He went into the living room and found her dancing drunkenly around the room. Smithy joined her.
Ten minutes later, both were exhausted and fell backwards onto the couch behind them.
"Do you know what I love" Smithy heaved.
"What" Stevie replied.
"Drink and I need some more".As he got up he tripped on a book on the floor and fell to the ground, he brought Stevie with him and landed on top of her. Both went into a fit of giggles. The laughing stopped and they starred at one another. Very slowly, eyes never leaving each other, their lips met.