11. Shots

"Are you Alex dad?" The boy asked, his speech slightly slurred from having already drunken to much.

Ed raised an eyebrow and then grumpily retorted "Do I look like his fucking dad?!"

The dunk kid seemed stunned for a moment but then a cheeky grin spread across his face. "Ooooh I get it! You are his daddy!"

Ed's eyes widened in shock. He hadn't thought that anybody could ever even say something like this in such a carefree way even when drunk. This younger generation was definitely way more shameless.

He didn't know how to respond so he just growled the next best think that came to his mind, "FUCK OFF!"

Slightly scared by the large mans harsh tone the kid took a step and then weekly replied, "Sheesh. No need to get so pissed dude." before walking away.

With a tired sigh Ed leaned against the wall while heavily regretting to ever having come to this stupid home party.

Sure he had agreed to it but that was only because Alex had begged him for almost two weeks to come with him because apparently it was his first party he ever got invited to and he would feel oh so uncomfortable without Ed.

But in the end the little shit had ditched him only a few minutes after arriving and was now playing drinking games with some other kids in the kitchen, while Ed was left standing awkwardly around in the livingroom, trying his hardest not to stand out to much.

"It will be fun. You will make lots of new friends." Ed mockingly repeated Alex words and looked around the livingroom.

There was nobody close to his age, let alone anybody sober enough to even have a conversation. 

He licked his dry lips and stuffed his slightly shaking hands into the pockets of his worn out jeans. He felt like he needed at least a few drinks too but he knew better then to drink in this kind of situation. It wasn't just that he had to drive back home but also that he had the suspicion that Alex would probably over do it and he knew from experience that being drunk while taking care of another intoxicated person never ended well.

After a nother half an hour of trying to avoid having to interact with the kids around him, Ed got a little bit nervous about how Alex was doing so he went over to the kitchen to check up on him.

Ed leaned against the doorframe and watched Alex play beer pong. The boy seemed relatively okay, even though he definitely was a little bit tipsy, judging by his red checks and slightly wobbly movements.

Seeing him this carefree and happy around the others his age made Ed somewhat sad. He had known from the start that there was a rift between them because of there age differences but now this rift seemed more like a canyon.

It was just undeniable that he didn't belong there and even if he would try to fit in his own demons would most likely ruin any attempt at socializing.

"Ah fuck this shit I'm out. At least at home I can get drunk in peace." Ed grumbled under his breath and shoved away all the emotions that were threatening to boil over. He took one last look at Alex and then turned around to leave.

He had almost reached the door when someone bumped into him with there drink in there hand and the sickly sweet smelling stuff ended up splashed all over his leather jacket. Before Ed had the chance to curse the kid out he had already disappeared again in the crowd.

Ed just shook his head and headed into the direction of the bathroom. He ignored the long line and just went in when the door finally opened.

After he was done cleaning up the mess he decided to at least let Alex know that he was leaving and that he had to find some other way to get back home.

He went back to the kitchen but Alex and the other kids he was with were no where to be seen.

For a second he panicked and all kinds of scenarios run through his head but he quickly got a hold of himself again and decided to look for the stupid kid.

It took him longer then he would have liked but in the end he found the boy in one of the upstairs bedrooms together with some other kids his age.

"What the fuck do you think you are doing?!" Ed yelled, making Alex almost drop the joint that one of his classmates was handing over to him.

He turned around and saw the big guy standing in the doorframe glaring at him.

"Well uhm... I thought... uhm..." Alex stuttered, trying to find the right words but his mind just couldn't focus enough because it was to busy admiring Ed.

He usually already found the big guy attractive but now with his eyes burning like fire and his body tense from trying to hold back his anger, Alex just couldn't help himself imagining Ed grabbing him roughly, pinning him down with his strong arms on the bed and then....

Fuck me daddy, Alex thought but when his peers started to laugh just a moment later he realized that he had actually said it out loud.

"I mean... I... it's not like that...we aren't" He helplessly stummelte, trying to defend himself but the others just continued to laugh at him.

Ed on the other hand finally had enough. He turned around and stormed out..

Alex panicked when he saw Ed leave, he looked over to his friends for help but they were still busy laughing and joking about what he had said before.

He opened and closed his mouth multiple times, trying to say something but after releasing that no matter what he would say the others would probably just continue to make fun of him like they  usual did. 

"Fuck you guys!" He yelled as he jumped up and rushed after Ed.

Surprisingly the guy was actually quite fast, well mostly because he just shoved everyone out of the way who dared to get in his way, while Alex on the other hand had to wind his way through the crowd of drunk people.

When he had finally managed to get out of the house Ed was already at his car.

"ED! PLEASE WAIT!" he desperately screamed while continuing to run towards the man.

Ed had just put in the key to open the car door when he heard Alex screme. With a tired sigh he unlocked his car, only to then turn around and lean against it.

He was still furious at Alex and maybe a little bit hurt, even though he would never admit that but he at least felt it was right to give the boy a chance to explain himself.

When Alex finally reached the car he was completely out of breath.

"Ed. I'm. Sorry." He said while trying to catch his breath but then suddenly his stomach content came shooting up his throat and he vomited right in front of Ed feet.

Ed quickly moved to the side. He had expected having to deal with Alex throwing up tonight but he definitely didn't expected it to be in a situation like this.

In between spews of vomit and sobbing Alex continuesly apologies, making Ed feel a little bit sorry for the kid. Sure he was still angry at him but he also remembered that when he was his age he also did a lot of stupid things without thinking about the consequences.

"Don't worry kid I'm not running away. Just finish puking and then we can talk." He said while rubbing Alex back.

When he finally managed to get his stomach under  control again Alex looked up to the big guy. He was surprised Ed hadn't just left but instead had stayed by his side without even lecturing him or complaining.

Alex wiped a tear from his cheek and then in a mere wisper said,

"I love you Ed."