Drunk In Love - Montgomery de la Cruz
Pairing: Montgomery de la Cruz x Female!Reader19Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡbdtXbZzPH3
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Jean-Jacques Rousseau said: “A drunk mind speaks a sober heart.”
It was rare for you to drink past your limits. You only went past that line sometimes, and sometimes happened to be tonight.
Terrible timing.
The night that was supposed to be a girls’ night turned into a high school reunion in the local bar of Evergreen when Montgomery, Zach, and Justin decided to join you, Jessica, and Sheri. But when the boys joined you, you were already a few drinks past your limit and needless to say that the alcohol took away all of your basic inhibitions, including your wish to keep your crush on Montgomery de la Cruz buried deep inside your heart and mind. You were a blushing mess whenever he looked at you or talked to you. “I think Imma call it a night, guys.” The moment you stood up was the exact moment your legs decided not to support your any longer and you almost fell on Monty who caught you right on time.
“Haven’t seen you drunk since that party in senior year (Y/N).” Zach laughed as you balanced yourself back on your feet.
You shook your head and moved your index finger in the air. “I’m not drunk, Dempsey…” But when you went to grab your purse and almost fell again. “Shit maybe I am.” You added resting your hand on Monty’s shoulder to remain on your feet.
“Alright, (Y/L/N), let’s get you home.” Montgomery moved to grab your purse for you and quickly got a hold of your waist before you fall again.
“Monty, you can stay, we’ll take a cab.”
“Nah, don’t worry. I live close to her place it’s fine.”
“Careful on the road, man.” Justin shouted as you both made your way out of the crowded bar. “Wait didn’t (Y/N) have a crush on him in high school?”
“She still does and she is more likely to say things she’ll regret tomorrow, I’m afraid.” Jessica said before taking a long sip of her beer already apprehending your drunken words and it sure didn’t take long for you to start mumbling incoherent words on your way to Montgomery’s car.
After he got you in the car and fastened your seatbelt, he made his way to the driver’s seat. “Why did you drink so much?”
“I’m not dead ass drunk Monty…” Seeing him raise his eyebrows following your statement, you added. “Maybe just a tiny bit.” Silence fell in the car. Montgomery kept glancing every now and then at you to make sure you were not getting sick because of the car ride. “Monty?” You said after a moment.
“Hm?”
You looked at him, admiring his features despite your drunken state. “You have a pretty face, you know?”
“Well, thank you (Y/N).” He chuckled. Of course under the influence of alcohol, everything seemed funnier. But you were just being honest because you never had the courage to say anything like this before.
“How come you’re still single, hm?”
Montgomery smiled and threw a quick look at you. “I guess I haven’t found the right one just yet… or nobody wants me.”
You closed your eyes. “I do.” There was a small voice quietly nagging at the back of your mind, reminding you that you would regret your words the next day if you kept talking and that this whole thing had a high percentage of ending in a terrible way. But you were drunk, you were well beyond the point of caring about any repercussions. So you spoke again with your eyes still closed. “Because I like you… I prefer using the word like love because it’s less scary to say and if I get rejected it’ll hurt less… I am not so sure about this last part because I have kept my feelings for you well hidden for all the time we have known each other and I would be totally heartbroken if what I am saying right now ruins our friendship. Not that we are the closest friends around town but you mean a lot to me.” One big paragraph without stuttering and being drunk? Well done. Sighing, you opened your eyes to look at him. All the courage you have been gathering for years coming to the surface all of a sudden. “Because I like you, my love life has been a complete disaster. I didn’t meet a lot of guys but the ones I met weren’t you…”
“(Y/N)… You’re drunk.”
“And I am being honest for once.” You sighed. “Why won’t you believe me, uh?”
Even with those honest words, Monty’s brain didn’t want to believe what you said, unlike his heart which was beating like crazy inside his chest because he had a thing for you in high school or maybe he still did and he didn’t want to admit it because he thought you were far out of his league. “You won’t even remember what you’re saying tomorrow.”
“I will… I will remember all of it…” And it went silent in the car. An awkward silence you wouldn’t have been able to handle if you were sober. But there you were, drifting to sleep as Montgomery drove in the empty street of Evergreen after you confessed your feelings to him. Minutes later, Montgomery parked his car in your driveway. The sudden lack of movement of the car woke you up but you weren’t able to stand on your own, so he held you until you both reached your front door and finally your bedroom.
“Alright, here we go.” You crashed on the bed and pulled him down with you.
“Don’t leave me alone Monty.” You pleaded, loosely holding his shirt with both hands. “Please don’t.” Those last words came in a whisper before you closed your eyes and fell asleep in seconds result of your lack of energy mixed with the generous amount of alcohol in your body. And he didn’t. He sat down on the edge of your bed, gently stroking your hair and thinking about what you said back in the car. How could you even say you liked him? He was a failure from the day his mother birthed him and would be until the day he would die, or so his father made him believe.
Montgomery didn’t make it to college. You did.
He started working in Tony’s garage right after graduating from Liberty because that was the only thing he could do right while you made it to Stanford and graduated top of your class. It surprised everybody when you decided to come back to Evergreen when you probably had better opportunities elsewhere in the country.
He was just a mechanic. You were the most brilliant lawyer in town.
You shouldn’t even think of him.
It took nothing for you to fall deeply asleep and you turned away from him, shifting under the covers and burying your face in the pillow next to you. Montgomery smiled at the sight of you before he silently left the room and settled on the couch downstairs, replaying the things you said in the car until he fell asleep himself.
From the pounding head and dehydrated feeling, you remembered the night before and the drinks you had with the girls when you opened your eyes. It felt like you had an ax planted in your head and your throat felt like sandpaper. Uh, you wished you were nineteen again. Hangovers were just getting worse over the years. Not that you were a big fan of alcohol in general. Ugh, why did you do this to yourself? At least the curtains were closed. Wait… You didn’t remember closing them before you left with the girls and most certainly didn’t do it when you came back home. Hold on… how did you come back home? Your eyes widened and you sat up on your bed quickly, forgetting about the nauseous feeling and the terrible headache when you remembered who actually brought you home. “Monty…” And everything came back to your mind. All of it. You looked down at yourself. You were still dressed in your clothes from the night before, only your shoes and jacket were missing. You threw the covers away and jumped out of bed, not bothering to check yourself in the mirror before you rushed downstairs straight to your kitchen from where a strong smell of coffee was coming. ‘Please let it be Jessica. Please let it be Jessica.’ And of course, it wasn’t her. It would have been too good.
Montgomery greeted you with a big smile. “Morning.”
“Hi.”
“You must have one hell of a headache.” He pushed a glass of water and a bottle of painkillers towards you on the counter. “Here take this first it’s gonna help.”
You hesitantly took a step inside the kitchen and without taking your eyes off him, you downed two pills with half of the water before you spoke. “You stayed…”
“Yeah, you asked me to.” He poured two mugs of coffee and slid one towards you before he sat on the stool facing you. “You alright (Y/N)?“
Should you ignore the fact that you spilled all of your hidden feelings to him the night before and act as if nothing happened? “I said a lot of things last night… right?” Well, obviously you wanted to embarrass yourself even more.
“You were drunk (Y/N), you didn’t know what you were saying. Don’t worry about it.”
Sighing, you pulled the mug between your hands as if you were hoping that the steaming coffee would give you some kind of help to speak and face what you said while drunk. “No… I mean yeah I was drunk but I was saying the truth.” The seconds following your words were probably the longest and during which you truly started regretting your words, unlike last night. Maybe you should’ve considered just keeping your mouth shut and moving on.
“What-what are you trying to say (Y/N)?”
“I like you.” You paused. At this point, you might as well repeat yourself. “More than just a friend and I have for as long as we’ve known each other… Now you can believe me because I am very sober and fully conscious of what I am saying.” It felt like you were sixteen again, all shaky and nervous in front of the guy you liked for nearly a decade now.
Montgomery smiled, a soft and genuine smile, one you saw rarely but whenever you did, it always made your heart melt. “Really?” You nodded. “Me out of all the guys you can get?”
You winced, shaking and tilting your head to the side. “I don’t get anybody, trust me, Monty. My love life is as dry as my throat right now.” You took a long sip of your coffee.
“I thought you don’t like using the word love?” He grinned to which you responded by rolling your eyes and got another sip of your coffee which made him chuckle. You were really something different. “I like you too by the way.” He added which almost made you choke on your coffee. Montgomery wasn’t one to do feelings, you knew it. Hell, the entire town knew it.
“Say that again?”
"I like you, (Y/N).” He moved from his spot to stand in front of you, taking the mug out of your hands and making you look at him. “I mean I actually really, really like you.” It was the thing about the way he smiled that made your heart skip beats every single time. Including now. And the fact that he was standing just inches away from with a hand on your cheek wasn’t helping with your heartbeat. “I could even say that I am in love with you.”
“What did we say about the love word?”
“You said something. I didn’t.” Montgomery shot you his signature grin before his other hand moved to cup your face and he leaned in, eyes darting between your eyes and your lips but he stopped less than an inch away from your face, the perfect distance so you could feel his breath brushing your skin, almost in a teasing way. “I could make you change your mind, what do you think?” He whispered, looking down at your lips and sending shivers through your whole body. It felt like you were back ten years in the past, you felt like a teenager whose crush was openly flirting with her. The butterflies in your stomach. Your heart beating so fast inside your chest. Your cheeks felt on fire. And you were unable to say a word. So you just nodded as a response, suddenly feeling both fear and excitement rush through your veins.
Montgomery didn’t waste a second and immediately closed the small distance between you, pouring all the feelings he had for you for all this time into a soft and sweet kiss, his thumbs caressing your cheeks as your breaths mingled. It felt good. So good that your heart ached when he pulled away after a moment. “You know one kiss won’t change my opinion, de la Cruz, right?”
“I know…” Montgomery replied, his voice low and husky making your heart flutter. Then came that other kiss. The fiery and passionate one. The one that made sparks fly in every direction and the world slowly disappeared around you, taking the worries and troubles with it. The one that said more than words could ever. The one that lead you to end up in the warm bed you were alone in just minutes ago, breathless, wearing nothing but a smile on your lips. “Changed your mind yet?” He asked when you laid on your side to look at him.
“Maybe.” You grinned.
“You really are something else.”
“It wouldn’t be love if it was this easy, uh?”
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