It'll Come Naturally
Chapter 1337 Drunk And Disorderly (Part Two)

"What? Who... doesn't want to live?" Patricia shook her head and stared at Tom, confused. Shaking her head was a big mistake, because she was immediately overwhelmed by vertigo. She gripped the side of the car, hoping to stop the world from spinning. "This is getting ridiculous. Don't drink and drive!" Tom snarled at her. He couldn't help it. He kept telling himself that he didn't care about her at all. But here he was, practically yelling at them not to drink and drive. Why was he driven to do this? "Patricia, let's go." Sitting in the car for a long time, Michelle was getting impatient. So she decided to say something.

"Michelle, look at this guy! He looks like Tom, huh?" Though she was standing, Patricia wasn't stable at all, and almost fell down. Tom rushed to rescue her, and caught her before she hit the pavement. He regretted it, because he wanted nothing to do with her. "Who? I can't see him clearly. I'll check him out," Michelle said and opened the door, trying to get out. But somehow, she almost tripped over the door. She caught herself, mercifully, before she fell. But she wasn't exactly light on her feet either. They must have been talking about him while they were drinking. They didn't recognize him now, but they kept comparing his appearance to Tom. He wasn't sure how he felt about that. So was Patricia talking about him behind his back with her friend? And why? "Ha ha! Maybe I'm wrong. Tom... Tom's a cold fish! He wouldn't talk to me, unlike this guy," Patricia said and laughed at her own joke, half-mockingly. She laughed, but her face looked sad.

"No, Patricia. It's really him!" Michelle tilted her head and studied Tom carefully. The longer she looked at him, the more she felt that this man was actually Tom.

"Really? Let me get a better look," Patricia said, and looked him up and down, staring at him carefully with drunken eyes. He certainly looked like Tom, handsome and charming.

"Where do you live? I'll call a taxi for you," Tom said in a cold tone. He was now thoroughly annoyed at the inane conversation, especially because it was about him.

"Live? Hee hee. Why should we tell you? What? You gonna follow us home?" Patricia smiled enchantingly, batting her eyelashes at Tom. At least she was drunk this time, so she was a little more mellow than she'd usually be.

"I'm not interested in you. So save it!" Tom pushed Patricia away angrily. As expected, Patricia fell down. She was drunk, and couldn't keep her balance.

"Ouch!" Patricia screamed in a low voice. She raised her eyes to look at Tom. Her expression was one of hurt. So he not only rejected her verbally, but now physically as well.

"Oh my god! You okay, Patricia?" Michelle asked in a concerned tone, staggering over to Patricia. She bent over, trying to help Patricia up. Unfortunately, she was also so drunk that both of them fell down.

"No, I'm fine... so dizzy." Patricia was tipsy and was developing a headache thanks to the strong alcohol wearing off.

"Hey! What's wrong with you? You should be ashamed of yourself! Ooh big strong man, pushing a woman around!" Michelle shouted. Then she dusted herself off and stood up.

"Just tell me, where do you live? I'm leaving if you don't answer me." Tom sighed helplessly. Though he knew Patricia's mom, he didn't know where she lived. What was more, there was Michelle, who probably had her own place. Now he had two addresses to wrangle out of the drunken pair.

"Go...go away! We don't need your help!" Michelle shouted, hands on her hips. She looked kind of cute when she was angry.

"All right!" Tom shouted back. He had quite enough of them. "Good luck!" Tom was usually gentle. But he would turn into a totally different guy if he got angry. He decided to leave, before things got worse. But right when he was about to get in his car, he heard a honk. "What's going on?" Luke asked curiously, rolling down the window. He was free today, since Edward was with Daisy. He just had spent a good time with his friend and was headed back home again. But then there was a crazy guy and a couple women standing in the middle of the road, shouting. So he pulled over and got out to see what the matter was. Then, he recognized Tom.

"Luke, you just came in time. They're Leena's friends. They told me to bugger off, so they're all yours. Please -- help them!" Tom sighed in relief when he saw Luke. The two women were driving him mad!

Luke frowned and tore his eyes away from Tom to look at the two women. He closed his eyes in exasperation when he saw Michelle. God must be pulling a prank on him. Wherever he went, she always seemed to be there.

"Hee hee! Stone man! Why are you here?" Michelle said, and belched loudly. She staggered over to Luke.

"You know her? Good. Then she's yours. I'll drive Patricia back to her place." Tom did not have the heart to leave Patricia alone. She might do something dangerous, or worse, replace someone dangerous. If something happened to her, he wouldn't know how to explain it to Leena, much less Patricia's mother.

"Why should I be responsible for it? Why did you let them get drunk in the first place?" Luke said to Tom. But his eyes were staring at Michelle, with a burning anger. If looks could kill, she would have been a corpse. "Come on! I didn't drink with them and didn't get them drunk! Just like you, I came across them. What kind of guy do you think I am?" Tom was originally just angry. Now he felt more insulted thanks to Luke's teasing. "Hey! You guys. Are we invisible?" No one wanted to be ignored. Michelle was no exception. So although she was tipsy, she still remembered to stand up for herself. She was getting impatient, and tried to boot.

"It's always the ugly ones who have to work hard to get attention," Luke teased Michelle coldly. Despite this, he still accepted Tom's proposal. He would make sure she got home safely, trusting that Tom would do the same with his drunken charge.☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐