Drunken Confusions

Love's POV

Trying to make the room stop spinning I tightened my hold on Dallas. Closing my eyes until he sat me on the bed. Looking up I froze, there were two of him.

" Dallas…" I crooned laughing when he shook his head.

" You okay Lovey?" he asked moving to sit beside me on the small twin bed.

" Yeap, peachy keen," I giggled amused when he cocked an eyebrow.

" Thing is though Dal, I'm seeing two of you," I said struggling to concentrate when his face suddenly flooded my vision.

"Whoa, no sudden movements," I said shocked when his blue eyes warmed, and his warm lips pressed against mine.

"D- Dally," I whispered moaning when he deepened the kiss, and pulled me into his lap.

Loosing my self in the passion he released I ran my hands through his soft hair.

" I've wanted this for so long, but you were Johnny's and I respected that," he whispered placing intimate kisses on my face.

" I like you a lot Love, you're the only girl I ever wanted to be serious with," he said continuing to kiss down my neck as I placed a hand on his shoulder to keep from toppling over.

Biting my lip when he let his hand run up and down my back I shivered. Who knew that underneath his cold exterior was all this passion. Moving my head to the side to break the kiss that was making my head spin I attempted to remove myself from his lap.

"This isn't right Dall, we can't."

"Why not." He asked refusing to loosen his hold on my waist.

Tim's POV

Swearing when they still hadn't returned fifteen minutes later I left my spot against the wall. If she was two timing me I'd have to see it with my own eyes to believe it.

Clenching my fist when I opened the door, and saw cozily her sitting in his lap I saw read when she pushed him away and told him no, only to have him ask why.

"Cause you're not Tim Dallas, fighting or not we're still together, and unlike some chics I don't get down like that," She said swaying.

"You can't love Tim Love, come on," he said going to kiss her once more.

"Dallas, stop it!"

"For once in your life you're not going to get what you want!" She yelled agitated as she tried unsuccessfully to free herself.

Having seen enough I made my presence known.

"Enjoying yourself Dally?" I asked making my way over to the bed, and lifting Love off his lap.

"Tim," She gasped paling as I supported her weight.

" I guess I had this coming for what I did with Sylvia, but right now I really don't care. " I said clenching my fists.

"Wait outside," I said glancing down at my totally inebriated girlfriend.

"What!" She slurred making me wonder if she'd even remember any of this tomorrow.

" Go stand in the hall," I said helping her out of the room, and propping her against the wall.

"Don't move."

Cracking my knuckles as I made my way towards Dallas, I threw the punch with out blinking.

"What the hell where you thinking!"

" Look man, I had to let her know how I felt, she won't remember any of this tomorrow anyways," He said shrugging as he wiped the blood from his busted lip.

"Let me make this clear once and for all Winston, Love is mine, a month from now she'll still be mine, a year from now she'll still be mine, if we fight, if we argue, hell if she tells you she hates my guts, she's still my girl," I said almost feeling for the guy when his face fell.

" I dig it man," he said nodding as he looked down at the ground.

"Make sure you do Winston, cause next time I won't be so nice," I said turning to collect Love from the hallway.

"Come on Cherry Cola," I said musing her hair as I led her outside, waving an anxious looking Two-Bit we exited the house party.

"Why are you being so nice?" She asked making me wince.

" Cause no matter how pissed we are at one another, or what we fight about, you're still mine to take care of ."

"Who says I want you taking care of me?" She asked scowling as we made our way to my black Chevy.

So now she decides to sober up, and remember that we're in the middle of a huge fight.

"Doesn't matter what you want me to do, I'm going to regardless."

"HMph," She said turning her head towards the window as I started for her house.

Love POV

Despite the large amount of liquor running through my blood stream I was beginning to piece together what was going on. The events of earlier in the bedroom where a huge blur that ended with an upset Tim taking me out in to the hall, but I did remember what I'd been drinking like a fish in the first place. Resting my head against the seat I tried to ignore the man seated beside me.

"How long are we going to keep this up?" He asked parking.

" I don't know I'm not the one who started it," I said shrugging nonchalantly, glad the alcohols made me feel numb.

"You're trashed," he said shaking his head.

"Not too trashed to know I don't want to be with an asshole," I hissed.

" So are you?"

"Am I what!" He yelled making me scowl.

"Going to be an asshole!" I yelled back knowing that this would be comical if weren't so upset.

"I'll talk to you when you're sober," he said shaking his head as I scrambled out of the car.

"Don't bother," I yelled making my way up the stairs and in to the house without turning back once.

Tim's POV

"Well that went well," I thought pulling away once she was safely inside.

Whoever said Love was easy was a damn fool. I thought bitterly as I made my way back to the apartment. The worst part was being here alone. Curly would be out to only God knew when, and Ang had mentioned crashing at the Curtis house earlier. Funny how attached you could become to someone in such a short period of time.