Your Taste In Music Chapter 6: Stella, a degrassi fanfic

Adam's P.O.V.

When I was about five, my dad gave me some beer- let's say I can hold it down better than Drew. So when Fiona told me that she had a small drinking problem, I was ok with it. If I remember my exact words were "Don't worry Fi, I'll help you get over it, and if necessary I'll drag my friends along to help." Little did I know that every single party Fiona dragged me to, I'd be the one drinking. I don't blame Fiona, not at all, but it's kind of revolting to me how whenever we're both drunk, we're both in our element. I'm less shy and she's more vibrant so to speak. Well, tonight I promise to myself that I won't drink… if only if only.

You're only happy when I'm wasted
I point my finger but I just can't place it
Feels like I'm falling in love
When I'm falling to the bathroom floor
I remember how you tasted
I've had you so many times- let's face it
Feels like I'm falling in love alone
Stella would you take me home?

"Adam, ADAM!" I turned to where the voice was calling me from; there stood Fiona a glass of God knows what in hand. "I've been looking for you everywhere; here try this, its ssssssssssssooooooooooooo amazing." She slurred her words towards the end. I clapped my hands in front of her face and she looked at me giggling her eyes were glassy looking, not a good sign. "Fi, what have you been drinking?" "Ummm this stuff, its sooooo good! It tastes like strawberries and peaches and like orange and grapefruits all together, here." I take the glass from her extended hand and I can't help but laugh in my mind, this seems like the first time we kissed. I sipped my drink and realized that Fi was right, it did taste like something fruity but it also tasted like something else… Alcohol. "OK, Fiona time to go home," I reach over to Fiona and she giggles and pulls away, "No, come on, let's party and oh my gosh did I mention how good this drink is" and she proceeds to finish her glass. Might as well enjoy myself I thought. I take my glass and polish off the glass and reach for another.

I must seriously love this chick, otherwise why would I let her convince me that drinking 6 glasses and counting of that stuff was a good idea. We were both currently sitting on a couch Fiona nuzzled against me and I was twisting her hair in my hand. She was so beautiful, my very own princess, yet why couldn't I be happy that we were in this position? Oh yeah, because we're both drunk out of our minds and in five seconds, Fiona is going to get up to throw her little stomach up. 5, 4, 3, 2, "… I don't feel…well, excuse me." Fiona heaved and run to the closest bathroom. Now's probably the wrong time to admire her purple dress, right? Right Adam, you'll have time to enjoy it later, if there is a later… I walked to the bathroom and knocked on the door, "Fiona, are you ok? Can I come in?" "Yeah… Ummm wait… nope…" I braced myself for the worst and went in at the same time Fiona ducked her head back into the toilet. I kneeled down besides her, and began to rub her back and brush her hair away from her face. Eli was right, even when you're girlfriend is in the most terrible state, she manages to look gorgeous. I grabbed some toilet paper and began to wipe her face, err, mouth with it. "Thanks…. Adam, don't know what I'd do without you." She says to me before passing out. Oh great, and I'm not in any condition to drive. Internal sigh, I reach for the phone in my back pocket and hit speed dial #2, Ring, Ring, Ring, Ring, Ring, "There better be a reason why you're interrupting my dinner with Clare," "Please tell me, you didn't have anything to drink and can come and pick me and Fiona up!" "Ummm, sorry dude, I had like one…. Glass, but Clare didn't so tell me where you guys are and we'll come pick you up." I gave Eli the address and started to get Fiona up. I just had to fall in love with Princess Fiona Elissa Coyne.

One more reason I should never have met you
Just another reason I could never forget you
Down we go, the rooms spinning outta control
Lose yourself in a chemical moment
The night life's taking its toll
That's just the way it goes
Come on, Stella would you take me home?

But I wouldn't have it any other way. Fiona and Adam, Adam and Fiona, Fiona, she's my princess; I wouldn't have it any other way. If I have to be there to sop up her puke every other night, so be it, I'm not going to let anyone else be with her

"Come on, Fiona, it's time for me to take you Home."

AUTHOR"S NOTE: well, ladies and gentlemen that was Stella by All Time Low suggested by Claudia Montague. Her work is wickedly epically awesome, so go check her work out, if you love me, you'll be XOXO'ing Her!

(INSERT ROSE HERE) You Know You Love Me ChristyRita