"Want a drink?" Louis asked.
"No, I don't drink," I said.
"Really? At least try one," he said. I guess trying it wouldn't be so bad. I nodded. He poured the drink into my glass and passed it over.
The alcohol burned as it ran down my throat, yet it tasted sweet and strong. I soon finished the glass, passing it to Louis to fill it again.
An hour later and I'm completely wasted. Who knew getting drunk could be so fun? Everything is so funny. You feel wild and so free, like you have no worries.
She's wasted. She laughs at everything I say.
"Let's do something daring," she said. I looked over to see her smiling brightly.
"Emma, you're drunk out of your mind," I said.
"So? It's fun," she giggled.
"Okay, follow me then," I said.
We walked down the streets until I spotted Liam's house. He's one of my best mates. Not as crazy, but he's the closest and has what I'm looking for. A pool.
I led Emma to the side gate and quietly opened it. Emma followed me curiously. We got around the corner and her eyes widened. She turned around and smiled at me.
Next thing I know she's in the pool.
"Come on, Louis!" She yelled.
"Emma, shush! They can't know were out here!" I said and took off my shirt before diving into the pool with her.