i walked down the streets of downtown at 10:00 PM wondering wether or not i should look for luke, head home, or get drunk. it was difficult. i wanted to find luke, but i don't. maybe getting drunk would be so much easier.
i walked into the closest bar. multiple people were stumbling and tripping over their own feet. drunk people entertain me.
i walked up to the bar and ordered a beer. just then a guy walked up to me. "michael?" it was ashton. "oh, hey." i said standing up straight. "what're you doing here?" he asked. "ashton, please come back." a girl with a high pitched voice cooed. i smiled and nodded as if saying "go." I was alone, yet again and yet again, it was my own fault
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"Please call me luke.." i slurred into the phone. i was just so drunk i couldn't control myself. i called his voice mail about 20 times. i bet he wanted to slap me.
i feel so free... so happy... maybe i'm just kidding myself to believe i'm okay. maybe i'm not. maybe i want to die.
this is why i don't drink. i begin to overthink and i hate it. sadly, i can't help it. i can't help being the anxious fool i am.
as i stumble downtown, i pass the place luke and i had been on a date once. it was dark and closed, but that didn't stop me. i snuck in through the window and the alarm went off. i just sat there wanting luke to be sitting in front of me.
i close my eyes and picture him there. i picture our first date there. then i see blue and red lights flashing outside. my eyes are still closed. "i miss you luke." and i shed a tear.
a cop had found a way in and had grabbed me by the wrist and dragged me outside. "put your hands behind your back please." i followed the instructions given and they put the handcuffs on so tight, i felt like my wrist were going to fall off.
"What the héll are you even doing here? You're just a kid." I didn't know.
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i didn't know who to call. usually i'd call luke, but what would he think. would he think i'm an idiot? will he pity me? will he feel annoyed?
"kid, are you going to make a call?" i contemplated. i think i'll call him. i mean, who else is there.
i entered his number. "hello?" his voice was raspy and it made my stomach tingle. "i'm in a bit of trouble. could you pick me up from the jail?" i bit my lip hard and it felt like it would bleed. "um, sure."
it took him a few minutes. when he arived, he was in his pajama pants and a t-shirt.
the police men opened the gate and let me out. i walked over to luke with rosy cheeks. "i'm sorry i made you come all the way over here." he smiled, "i'd do anything for you." i smiled and we walked out of the jail.
when we walked outside, he grabbed my hand and kissed me. his lips on mine and he was like liquor, it made me over thinking. he pulled away "um, i'm sorry, i didn't mean to..."
"oh, it's okay. we should leave now."
the car ride how was silent and when we got there, he walked me to my door. again, he kissed me. this time it was more passionate. i opened my door and we made our way inside stumbling over eachother and shutting the door.
we made our way to the couch and making out became so much more...
(a/n:)
semi- short
no smut bc i can't write it
i talked to my crush yesterday and he's so cute sjsjdbdkskjs
PLEASE ANSWER MY QUESTION OF THE CHAPTERS PLEASE.
i'm going to sleep now.
Chapter 42 question:
how do you think this story will end?
g'night
- ashley xx
