Safety Pin • Luke Hemmings

Chapter 13

I stood in Calum's kitchen looking at the alcohol on his back counter.
I didn't like drinking, to be honest, however, for the events that happened tonight, I rightfully deserved one.

So I grabbed a plastic cup, poured a shot into it, and down it back.
My face grimaced and I shook my head lightly before pouring one more.

"I'd always be happy that you drinking but sad drinks are never good," Willow said walking up behind me as I sloshed back the second shot.

"Well, I need it," I grumbled grabbing the bottle once again before Willow pulled it away from me.

"Two is enough for right now." She said like a parent. "Here." Willow popped the tab of the beer she was holding and poured it into my cup. "Sipping drink." She said.

Kiara would have given me water, but I assumed beer was water to Willow.

"Thanks," I mumbled sipping it lightly.

Willow smiled before grabbing a plastic cup and pouring liquor into it as I walked out of the kitchen.

It was just my band and Calum's band here so we lay sprawled out across Calum's living room, a CD playing in the CD player.

The atmosphere was weird. It was tense but no one mentioned it or let it affect the laughter in the conversation. Everyone knew the songs we sang had been about me and Luke but no one dared to mention it.

"Finally! Took you forever to get a drink." Maddie said patting the spot next to her on the couch. Honestly, I did not want to sit there and be third wheeling with her and Calum, but I did.

"How's yours and Luke's project coming?" Calum asked, his arm slung around Maddie.

I shrugged taking a sip of my drink, "We have agreed on 1 out of 15."

"Really?" Maddie asked, "Me and Calum are 14/15. Disagreed on best song."

"Well, that's why you two are the perfect couple," I said smiling at the two. Maddie beamed and looked up at Calum who smiled down at her kissing her temple. "Of course we are."
That seemed to be the theme of this project. The more you got alike, the better you two were better friends, partners, lovers.
What 1/15 said, I didn't know.

The front door opened and Luke walked in, "Hey guys, sorry I'm late." He said holding a case of beer, his arm wrapped around the waist of Jasmine Hodge.
I didn't acknowledge his presence but only stared at them with a tight breath caught in my throat. I lifted my cup to my lips and downed the rest of the beer like it was a shot.

Siping drink my ass.

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The night was long.

Actually, I couldn't remember if it was that long or not. I was really interested in the hole in the wall.

"Shhhh you can't tell Calum." Michael giggled to me pressing his pointer finger against my lip. I shook my head holding back a fit of laughter before pressing my own finger to Michael's lips. "Shhh," I mumbled against his finger.

Michael turned to the wall next to us, a frame was hung up about a foot over from the hole. Michael pulled it off the hook and held it over the hole, hanging it. He let go and the frame fell to the ground shattering, Probably from the fact he tried to hang it on nothing.

"Michaellllll." I slurred pouting my bottom lip out. "We have to tell Calum now."

"Shhhhhhhh you promised!" He wined like a child.