Ok, wee bit of a time-skip… not much, a month or two. It's Tophia's one year anniversary, so… well, it is Tophia…


Tobias insisted on celebrating their one year anniversary.

"We're gonna get so pissed!"

"Oh gods, no…" He laughed and wrapped her in his arms. One of his friends, Joe- the one who had saved her from Bruce at the prom- laughed as well.

"He's hilarious when he's drunk!" Joe nudged his friend, Tommy, a blonde hair, brown eyed athletic boy on the swimming team with Tobias.

"We had videos of him pissing everyone off by pretending he couldn't hear them. The ones he didn't like he openly told them what he thought of them with some very strong language." Tobias smiled sweetly. "He was dancing as well, which was the best. And he ended up on the roof at some point…"

"Now that was funny." Tobias grinned. "Someone called the cops 'cos they thought I was gonna jump. I was- to the nearby tree. Other than that…" He shrugged. "I can't remember much."

"You called my mom a gorilla!" Tommy protested.

"And you said my dad was a sheep-shagger." Joe muttered.

"Well, it's true."

"Tobias!" Sophia scolded. He bit his lip, shutting up instantly. Joe and Tommy grinned at him.

"And you said my sister looked like a pig in a mud." Joe smirked.

"She had mud on her face. And she did look like a pig."

"She doesn't look like a pig!"

"She does when I'm drunk."

"Does she look like a pig when you're sober?"

"Dunno- haven't seen her since."

"You told her you were hungry for bacon sandwiches so could she have a bath and then sit in the frying pan."

"Sounds about right." Tobias admitted. "Don't remember that one though."

"And you talked to a cat for half an hour. You wanted to take it home." Tobias shrugged. "You punched a door."

"It looked like your nan- wrinkly and brown."

"Why don't you like my nan?"

"She's evil- tried to feed me homemade toffees that had Superglue in them."


Thankfully, it was just Tobias and Sophia at her apartment so if he did get drunk, Tobias wouldn't go around insulting people or hitting doors. Sophia only had a bottle of red wine, so he went out and got five more bottles of various alcohol beverages- vodka, Sambuca, Malibu, white wine and another red wine. He had also gotten two bottles of Coke- one diet and one full fat.

"So, how much do you intend to drink?" She laughed.

"Well, the red and the white are yours. The rest is mine."

"You're so going to be drunk."

"Yes, I know."


And he was.

He went from idiot to flirty, drunken idiot in an hour. Sophia wasn't as bad, but she more drunk than she had ever been.

"You…" Tobias poked her shoulder feebly. "You are very beautiful." She smiled bashfully, sipping at her wine. "You're like an angel." He poured himself a drink of Coke and Malibu, sat back and enjoyed. "You're not like other girls. The ones at school. They're slags. I don't like them." He downed another mouthful of drink. "You're…" He scrunched his face up in a cute fashion of thinking. "You're a diamond in the rough."

"And you're a handsome devil."

"Why, thank-you, princess."

"Princess?" He drained the last two thirds of his drink.

"Angel princess." He decided. Tobias tried to stand up, managed a few shaky steps and collapsed. He lay on his back, laughing like the lunatic he was. Sophia glanced down at him.

"Get up."

"I can't. I'm dead."

"You're not dead."

"Then why'd I fall over, Angel Princess?"

"You're drunk." His eyes widened and he looked incredibly innocent.

"I'm not drunk." He said obviously and childishly. Sophia tried to take his hand but he squirmed away. Through the drunken haze of her mind, she remembered Tobias didn't like being touched when he was drunk unless you bribed him with something worthy.

"Get up."

"I don't have legs."

"You do."

"They don't work. They're broken." Tobias propped himself up on his elbows and looked at his legs. "Stupid legs. You're supposed to work." Sophia giggled and stood up herself. Tobias tilted his head to the side, a smirk playing across his lips. "You have a very nice bum." He tried to reach up to touch her bum, but didn't reach. Instead, he ran a hand down the back of her left leg. "You have very nice legs too, Angel Princess."

Sophia took a step forward and tripped. She threw out her hands and stopped herself from falling all the way, but Tobias was enjoying this way too much. Right now, she was on her hands and knees sideways over him.

"Ooh, what am I doing?" She asked with a laugh. "When did you get here?" She stared at him with wide, dreamy eyes.

"I've been here hours." He dragged the word 'hours' and placed a hand on her bum. "Very nice bum indeed."

"That's my bum. Get off."

"Make me." He challenged childishly and drunkenly. He squeezed her bum before moving his hands to her waist. He managed to lift her up and turn her round, so that she was sitting astride his stomach. "Do you want to play a game?"

"What kind of game?"

"I don't know." He stared at her. Sophia stared back. "I don't like Mary. She's a cow. She has her shit plastered to her face and then comes in to college wearing… I think she called it a skirt, but it looked like a belt…" He trailed off. A few seconds later, he grinned. "I'm still dead. I think a little mouth-to-mouth could help."

"You… you are a cheeky, cocky, arrogant git." But she kissed him anyway.

She pulled away two seconds later. He protested and she only kissed him again.

Let's just say, in the nicest way possible, one thing lead to another…