Wah, so sorry for the delay. D8 I've been pretty caught up in the holidays and stuff. x:
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In addition to the whole 'I don't own Pokemon' thing, I also do don't own the song or lyrics to Don't Cha by The Pussycat Dolls.
With that said, I bet you're wondering what the heck that song has to do with this chapter. So let's get on with it. c:
"Come on!" Dawn stood outside a local restaurant as she waited for me to catch up. I swear, ever since she found out Paul planned to propose to her she's been even more obnoxious than usual. I thought maybe if we called some of our girlfriends for a night out, maybe get a few drinks into Dawn, it would take her mind off from it. Atleast until she sobers up.
"I'm hurrying, I'm hurrying." When I caught up to Dawn we both went inside. I may had called it a restaurant, but maybe the term 'bar' suited it better. Oh well.
We could immediately see the other two girls siting at a table waiting for us. Dawn was about to rush over in all her hyper glory when I grabbed her arm. "Dawn, don't tell anyone about the ring until he actually proposes to you, okay?" She laughed lightly at me as if it was a joke.
"No need to worry, I won't." I began to count how many steps Dawn took. 1, 2, 3.. Three steps and she stopped, begining to bounce up and down. "I'm engaged!" I slapped a hand to my face. Oh Dawn...
Shaking my head we both finally reached the table. "Dawn, Paul finally proposed?!" A woman our age with short, spiky red hair asked. The other woman was only a year older than us and she also had red hair, only hers was longer.
Dawn began to shake her head with a huge grin still planted on her face. "No... but he's going to!" The one with longer hair, Misty, gave Dawn a bemused look. While our other friend, Zoey, stood up and hugged Dawn anyways.
Misty and I shared a look, she knew exactly what I was thinking. Misty raised her hand and shouted to the bartender, "We're going to need some drinks over here!". This place was our usual spot for out little girl's night out, meaning we knew the bartender quite well. Probably helps that we went to school with him too, only he was in Misty's year.
"I take it the usual?" We all turned to look at him and each flashed him a grin, making him wink at us. "Got it, coming right up ladies!" That's Richie for you. A real sweetheart and a slight flirt, though completely harmless.
I really wanted to take the attention off from Dawn for a bit. Not to say I wasn't happy for her, but the whole town is going to know before Paul can even get a chance to pop the question. When my gaze fell onto Misty I knew the perfect distraction.
"So speaking of marriage... when are you and good ol' Ash going to tie the knot?" Misty's reaction was pretty predictable. Gaping at me like I just declared that Pluto was no longer a planet, red faced, and a glare that would had been alot more effective if Dawn and Zoey weren't laughing.
She suddenly started smirking. I'm not stupid, I knew what was going to happen and I'm ready for it. "What about you May?" I think she was expecting me to blush or something, but seriously? We're not in high school anymore. If I hadn't been expecting her to retaliate though... yeah, I probably would uncannily resemble a tomato right now.
"What about me? Drew knows how I feel about marriage, it's up to him to make the leap." I shrugged. Maybe I should take the attention off from me though before I, or they, embarrass me. I thought about turning over our conversation to Zoey but that would probably be a mistake. Zoey hasn't been in a stable relationship... ever really. If we started talking about her love life, I'm sure she'd never shut up about her latest breakup.
"How can you be so calm about it? I mean, aren't you afraid he'll never commit?" I looked at Misty. Of course I was afraid he would never settle down with me, have a family... but that's more of something that I'd only admit with a few drinks in me. Speaking of drinks, where the hell are ours?
"Here you go ladies." Ah, good timing. A bottle of tequila was placed in the center of the small round table we sat at and a small shot glass was set infront of each of us. Taking the bottle I filled each of the shot glasses up and held mine towards the center of the table. "So what should we toast to?" I could see Dawn's face brightened and she began to open her mouth, but I decided to cut her off. "We're not toasting to a marriage proposal that hasn't even happened yet." She pouted and we all laughed.
When we quieted down Misty looked around the table at each of us. "...How about to getting exactly what we want?" I had to admit, that was a pretty good thing to toast to. We all knew what we all wanted and I think we all truly deserved it. What Dawn and I wanted wasn't exactly a huge secret. Misty just wanted Ash to open his clueless dense eyes, and Zoey just wanted someone that wouldn't leave her in the morning.
"To getting what we want." I raised my glass a bit higher and in turn my three friends did the same as we brought the four glasses together which resulted in a nice ringing noise. Letting the alcohol run down our throats left them with a hot burning sensation. My tolerance to alcohol is pretty good, but that isn't what I had in mind right now. Refilling each of our glasses we all took another shot.
It continued on like this more for quite some time, I'm not even sure how long. I couldn't help but think about Jessie's wedding ever since Misty brought up Drew never committing. Dawn and I had caught that bouquet at the exact same time! Why is she the only one that is going to get proposed to and the only one sure to get her dream wedding? Thoughts like these is what fueled me to get completely trashed. But hey, don't judge! Dawn, Misty, and Zoey aren't exactly in any better shape.
"...Then guess who we ran into? Gary Oak. Ash invited him to dinner with us. Ash knows that Gary and I dated in high school! Not only did he invite my ex to eat with us, but it was a dinner we had planned for months. Ugh, just thinking about how awkward it was makes me want to crawl into a hole and die." Misty was blabbering on about something or other, I couldn't get myself to really pay attention.
I really think the tequila was effecting all of us, proven when we all started to giggle insanely loud and caught the attention of the rest of the surrounding people. We were talking about some of our best and worst moments of high school when I suddenly remembered something. Not really caring how loud I was, I continued to giggle. "Heh, what's so funny May?" Dawn had her eyebrow raised and was occupying herself by playing with her hair.
"Ha Ha, I... haha." Okay deep breath May. Calm down. "Hehe, I just remembered the time we all played seven minutes in heaven back at your sixteenth birthday party." All of our faces lit up, except for Dawn's face, because we all knew what I was getting at. "It was the first time you were within ten feet of Paul. So you never did tell us Dawn, what did you two do in there?" Oh wow! I never knew she could get so red when she was drunk.
"I-I don't remember." Come on Dawn! You're blushing, you remember clearly. Before I got the chance to pester her some more Richie walked over to us with a small frown. Ah, this was fun while it lasted anyways.
"Hey guys, sorry to break this up but some of the costumers are starting to complain." Now each of us were wearing our own frown. He truly did look sorry, but I didn't think we were being that loud. "Uh, do you guys have a ride home?" I just blinked. Usually I was the designated driver. Well, we should had thought this out better. I guess we could always call a cab but I don't even know if I have enough money on me for one. Richie just sighed when we didn't answer. "Just wait here."
It felt like it had to have been fifteen minutes that passed and Richie never came back. He headed to a phone and after making multiple calls he just went back to being the bartender that he was. Weird. Since he never came back Dawn insisted on going to the jukebox and finding the perfect song to dance to. We waited and finally she seemed to had made up her mind. Ah, I know I know this song... but what one is it? I continued to listen to it and finally the lyrics hit me at full force. Oh Dawn, I should had guessed. By the time the chorus came she had already pulled each of us out of our chairs and we all just started getting into it.
Don't cha wish your girlfriend was hot like me?
Don't cha wish your girlfriend was a freak like me?
Don't cha, don't cha?
Don't cha wish your girlfriend was wrong like me?
Don't cha wish your girlfriend was fun like me?
Don't cha, don't cha?
I'm sure if I was sober right now I'd be utterly mortified. But why waste time thinking about things like that? We were all laughing and dancing, spinning around the tables that we didn't even care about the dirty looks people were sending us. Out of the corner of my eye I noticed a group of people enter through the entrance but I didn't think too much of it. Atleast, not until they headed our way. One ended up right behind me and I, thinking this person might like to dance, turned around and was about to sing the chorus right in their face but I wasn't expecting what I saw.
"D-Drew? Hah, h-hey baby. Wha-what are you doing here?" I was completely out of breath from all the dancing and singing. I wasn't stuttering because I was drunk or anything silly like that. I just wrapped my arms around his neck and brought his body closer to mine. I was vaguely aware that Paul and Ash were taking care of Dawn, Misty, and Zoey. I could see his emerald eyes were just trying to take in my current state of intoxication. Like I said earlier, I'm usually the designated driver. Aww, it's so cute when he's all worried about me.
"Richie called us. He said you guys were totally trashed and making a scene... What's going on? You hardly drink, a glass of wine at the most." I looked behind me and noticed the curious glances Paul and Ash were also shooting us four girls. I walked over to my best friends and we all linked arms.
"We were just toasting to getting what we want." I tried to cleverly hint. I think it would had been more clever if we didn't all start giggling at nothing in particular. My attention was once again drawn to Drew's eyes. Why did he look so worried? It's not like he never had a night out with Paul and Ash and got drunk. It's probably because I'm the girlfriend. Oh-ho, that sexist pig.
When I heard some sort of thumping sound and Richie fail to hold back a chuckle I looked to my side. Yep, Dawn just fell on her ass. It's never a true girl night out until that happens. Now that it has, I can say I'm willing to go by my own free will. Paul slapped a hand to his forehead and lifted her up so that her arm laid lazily around his neck and his arm held her waist to support her. How cute!
Ash seemed to be a bit frustrated with the whole thing. It probably didn't help with Misty running her hand down his chest in what she probably thought was a seductive manner. "How about we get going?" The other two boys nodded their heads quickly and tried to lead us out. "Richie, just put the drinks on my tab!" Ash called behind him as we all found ourselves in the cold nighttime air. Misty was now leaning her head sleepily on Ash's shoulder as he gently held her up. "Zoey, want me to give you a ride home?" That's Ash for you. Always willing to go out of his way to help a friend. She just nodded her head in her drunk stupor.
After that we all we went to separate cars, Paul must had called a taxi sometime earlier. Drew opened the door for me and placed me in the passenger seat and buckled me in, much to my protest. I'm drunk, not incapable of snapping a little belty thingy into the... thingy it goes in. Hey, just because I don't know the terminology doesn't mean I couldn't have done it myself!
Once Drew had got himself situated into his side of the vehicle and started the car I drifted off to sleep. I'm only vaguely aware of him carrying me inside and tucking my in bed after taking my shoes off. The last thing I remember before totally falling asleep was him brushing my hair off my face and leaning down to kiss me on my forehead. "Good night May... I love you you know?" I shifted a bit and sighed fully content and he went off to get himself ready for bed.
"Mmm. I Love... you... too..."
This chapter was pretty hard to write, but alot of fun too. o:
I'm sorry if there's any errors with the whole 'drunk' scenes. I've never drank alcohol before or anything, so I just used what I see in my wonderful soap operas. xD
Ooh, look. Pokeshipping. Even though I'm not really a Pokeshipper I added it just because I know the majority of you guys would enjoy it. Damn Egoshipping just had to be a minority. xD
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