But I know I shouldn't || Stefannah
Maybe he wasn't as drunk anymore as he'd like to say he was for thinking of going to find Hannah, but he couldn't stop thinking about it, even though getting drunk had been to try and keep himself away in the first place. To numb out the self destructive desire to go see her. That was what it was. It was selfish of him because this was honestly worse for her than it was for him. He had nothing to lose and if Hayley was serious, it sounded like Hannah had everything, so if he had been less buzzed on vodka he would hate himself for hopping on his bike this late. Grace was probably passed out in his apartment but he couldn't go to sleep, he'd been unable to since the fight broke out last night and the vodka just made him woozy and loose, not so much tired. He kick started his motorcycle and drove until he arrived, getting off and hurrying up to her place, knocking a few times, touching up his hair.