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"Actually, I'm here to see you." he said blushing.

Just at the moment you thought this must just be the booze talking he is rude, manipulative, mischievous, just a jerk in over-all. And well in your train of though he blurted out something.

"(Y/N) I Love You!" Then he passed out.

This cannot be happening he loves me Peter loves me I mean out of nowhere he starts giving me pet names, being kind sort of how I couldn't see this from the start. I'm so stupid and now to top it all off he is drunk and passed out in the middle of my bed. I'm just so happy I live alone.

You decided to wake him up so went to your bathroom and got a bucket of water "This might ruin my bed, but I don't care." You threw the water on the bed and Peter woke up instantly.

"What the fuck was that for?" he said furious

"Oh, I'm sorry I didn't want a drunk idiot on my bed" I yelled out.

"Okay let's calm down we don't want to wake up your parents."

"My parents they are never home they travel all the time I have been living by myself for the past 3 years, so we can yell as loud as we want." I yelled out.

I don't know what came over me something just snapped and now he knows the truth.

"Oh well sorry about that, but why didn't you just shake me awake?"

"How about you get out."

"How about we have some fun."

I knew he was still drunk and he might pass out again and now since the cat is out of the bag might as well it not like he can really do anything just get him even more drunk and he sleeps on the couch.

"Okay let's go to the Livingroom."

There I was sat crisscrossed on the floor. Peter moved in and laid his chin on my shoulder watching me on phone. 

"Can I help you?"

"Watcha doin?" He said.

"What does it look like I'm doing?" I laughed.

"Well no shit, I meant why are you on Wattpad?" He asked.

"I don't know. Wanna watch a movie on here or something?" I said.

"Okay" he replied.

I moved from floor to the couch. I patted next to me for Peter and he went next to me. When he got next to me he wrapped his left arm around my waist and I laid my head on his shoulder.

"Pick a movie" I said while I went to the kitchen to get the liquor lets see Bacardi 151 some Southern Comfort and some Amaretto Disaronno perfect this will do it.

When I came back he picked the movie and I handed him a Red Devil and we kept this up till the end of the movie.

"Wow (Y/N) you sure can hold your liquor."

"Thanks. So, Peter aren't you sleepy at all if not let's go have some fun in my bedroom."

You didn't know what you were saying you were usually good at holding your liquor. After some time with Peter you felt happy that you weren't alone for the first time in forever.