Past, Prevent, Future

Part 2: His Apartment

"Wanna take this somewhere else?" Luke mumbles against my lips as he wraps his arms around my waist.

"I'd love to," I giggle and boop his nose, then giggling louder. He laughs and picks me up bridal style.

I laugh as well though I don't know what's so funny and wrap my arms around his neck. He then takes me to his car and puts me into the passenger seat, making sure I'm securely buckled in before he hops in the drivers side of the car.

"Don't you dare fucking puke in my baby, princess" he says and I nod, feeling sick already.

This was gonna be one long car ride.

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"Ughh!" I groan as my eyes flutter open. My head is pounding, even breathing seemed painful.

I turned my head to observe my surroundings and saw a tall figure walk towards the window and rip open the blinds.

I hiss as I feel the blinding sun and throw my arms up to protect my not-so beautiful face from the Suns harmful death Rays.

I slowly sit up and yawn, stretching my body out like a girl being exercised.

"Damn, princess," the figure says "you a vampire or something? I'm sorry please don't kill me!"

I rub my eyes and blink a few times, its Luke.

"What am I doing here?" I ask, my voice groggy from all the drinking.

"You spent the night," He said, smiling as if it was obvious.

"I what? I barely know you, in fact I hate you." I say nonchalantly.

"Wow, thanks princess," he mumbles, I can hear hurt evident in his voice. "If you hate me so much why don't you just leave." He shouts angrily, pointing towards the door.

"Luke I-I'm sorry...I didn't mean it that way." I mutter guiltily, my eyes watering slightly at the pained look on Luke's face.

I absolutely hated making people sad, seeing someone cry literally made me tear up, even if it was just a movie. I can't help it, I'm an empathetic cryer.

"Just, just get out" he sighs tiredly, not making eye contact with me.

"Luke-" I start but he cuts me off.

"Leave! Before I have to make you!" he yells.

"Is that a threat?" I ask, sassily putting a hand on my hip.

"Nah shit, it's a fucking invitation to my 12th birthday party!" Luke sasses back, throwing his hands in the air.

"You know what? Fuck you!" I yell, walking outside.

I look around trying to figure out where I am. I just start walking, kicking pebbles as I try and remember what I did last night.

All I remember is going to the bar with Laila and Shannon, and meeting the 5sos Boys. I stop in my tracks as a memory floats to the surface of my mind.

I remember going to his house, and him setting me down on the couch. That's all I remember, so I just keep walking. Eventually (with the help of my phone) I got home. I unlock my door and one of my roommates, Shannon immediately comes to great me.

"CORA ELIZABETH STOLES, WHERE THE FUCK HAVE YOU BEEN?" she screams, making wild hand gestures.

"No where," I say glumly and walk into my room. She must have sensed something was wrong because she immediately stops yelling and follows me in and shuts the door to my room.

"Cora, what's wrong? You can tell me, I won't tell anyone." She promises, looking sincere.

"I was at Luke's apartment" I mutter, looking down at my now suddenly interesting shoelaces and her eyes widen.

"Did you sleep with him? Please tell me you used a condom," she begs.

"I didn't sleep with him!" I exclaim as my face flushed. "I barley remember anything from last night if I'm being honest." I say and fling down onto my bed, she sits next to me.

"Cora, you know I won't judge you if-"

"Bitch! We didn't have sex!" I yell pushing her hand off my knee.

"Sorry" she mumbles and stands up.

"No Shannon, I'm sorry. I'm in a bad mood" I say and sigh, falling back onto the bed.

"Its ok..." she says" I'm gonna go watch some tv" she says and leaves.

I sigh and get into a pink tank top, grey sweatpants and fuzzy socks. I wash my face and put my hair in a bun. It seemed as if my hangover was only growing worse so I lay down and close my eyes. I toss and turn, thinking about Luke. About an hour later I fall asleep.

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I wake up in the middle of the night and look at my phonetic check the time; its 4:00 A.M.

I look through my notifications and see I have 2 texts, I open iMessage and see the first one said "unknown number", So naturally I click on it.

the first one reads: Hey Cora, this is Luke. You gave me your number and I just found it and figured I'd say hello.

The next one says: Cora...I really miss you. Maybe we can meet for coffee or something and talk. Thanks, text me back.

I click off my phone. I really don't want to deal with all this drama right now. Soon I close my eyes and fall back asleep.

A/N: Hey guys! I want to give a quick thank you to legendary_36 for helping me edit! I love you!!