i walk down to the drunken Harry and look at him drawing circles in the air.
"Harry. My shift ends soon, how about I drive us home?" i ask and he looks at me with bug green eyes.
"I think you should let me drive..
he slurs and i try to grab his keys from his pocket but fail as his hand travels to mine to stop a.it and with the other hand he grabs his keys and shoves them down his pants.

"Harry! Come on! i'm tierd and want to go home! give me the damn keys!" i scream and he smirks.

"Come and get em..." he says and i give him a 'you little bitch. i'll show you..' look.

i pull him by his belt and grab the keys from his 'place'

"Good girl. Want to keep that there?" he asks in a serious voice.
i shake my head and walk out to the door as the other bartender takes the next shift.

i walk to his car as he settles in the passenger seat, half asleep. he is actually kind of cute.


I am focused on the road as his hand travels up to my thigh.

"Stop." i say in a strict tone.

he backs off.
********

i walk to the passenger door and Harry practically falls in my arms.

i drag him up to my room and he lays on my bed, knocked out.

greeaaattt..

i lay on the other side and pass out but before i do i think, my mom hasn't been home in a few days?