Different || Luke Hemmings ||

Chapter 19

Hey here's a gif of luke unbuttoning his shirt with one hand. . .

Chelsea Smith

"This dress looks small... And it looks like it will suffocate me to death." I look down at the white dress.

"Whatever, it will take you 30 minutes to put it on so just get with it." Diana says and leave my hotel room.

I am gonna take out every clothes in my luggage until I find a black dress.

-

I step into the ballroom, my white mask on my face. I am wearing a black dress, short till my knees and at the back its long.

"You look lovely." Bailey says to me.

"Anyway, your so-called boyfriend is here with his so-called girlfriend, Christie Goodwin." Bailey adds.

"Don't care."

"Oh, jealously overload." Bailey raise her eyebrows in amusement.

"How's that jealously?"

"Ever since yesterday, you have this attitude. Girl, everyone can see it." Bailey replies to my question.

"And you try so hard to not be jealous but you are, Chelsea, you are."

"Ok. I am jealous." I let out a breath.

"Hm, go talk to him. Dramatize the whole situation, this dance is boring." Bailey says as we walk over to the bar.

"Shots please," I say to the bartender.

"Chelsea." Bailey sits on the bar stool, "I dare you to dance with Luke for like 6 minutes while I sit here and drink vodka."

"Go fuck yourself."

-

"Chelsea Smith." Luke stood in front of me with a black mask on his face, he is wearing black and white suit with the top buttons unbuttoned.

"How do you know it's me?"

"Your stupid necklace."

"Ok, what do you want?"

"I got dared by Bailey Collins, its a stupid dare." He let out a sigh, "would you like to dance with me?" His hand reach out.

I look over at the bar, she simply smirks at me and held up her drink.

-

"So how was it?" Bailey ask when I walk to the bar.

"It was magical." I smile slightly and got up on the bar stool. "Okay... Then why are you still here and not on the dance floor?" She furrowed her eyebrows at me.

"Look, Bails. We grew up together, we dated once. And it's over, there's no way we're getting back together. He's found himself a girl, and I will just die alone." I replied.

"You need vodka."