Alcoholic Veins

Would you ever think after one bar fight, Brooklyn might find the boy to take the liquor out of her hands, and show her what love was again?


1. Prologue


"Hey, leave her alone!" I looked at the taller boy behind the girl that had been screaming at me the past hour. The heavy bass of the club behind us drowned her out, and caused the floor to shake.

"I said, leave. Her. Alone." There was a small tug on the crook of my arm, and I was slipped inside a taxi. "Where- where are we going?" I hiccuped over my words, my breath reeking of alcohol. "My place. I couldn't stand see a pretty girl like you get hurt in another bar fight. Oh, and I'm Liam by the way."

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