He Plays The Bass // CTH

9

Adalyn Roberge

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"I think you're a little bit of drunk sir," I let out a laugh, while taking a sip, from God knows what.

Luke chuckles, shaking his head, denying what I just stated, "and I think you're a little bit of stupid."

I roll my eyes, my free hand is resting on my thighs, while I am unable to hold my eyes open for a long time. My head feels like it's spinning, which is partly the reason why we haven't stood up yet, and my vision keeps going blurry. Whenever I attempt to get up, I start getting tons of dizziness, so I just pull back down again.

Many of the people there have left, but there are still some humans hanging out by the pool, and the two of us are proudly some of them.

Luke asks random people to get us beers so we don't have to get up, and they do because ,according to him he is a famous star. Anyway, that what's been going on for the past hours, and Lynn still doesn't want to go.

"Okay, okay!" Luke says out loud, making me look right back at him confused, "okay I got one." He laughs making me furrow my eyebrows. In reality, he can be quite serious from what I can tell, but right now, that he is drunk, he acts like a toddler.

"Spill." I groan, resting my elbows back on the ground which is quite cold.

"Okay say, you are a fish," he laughs, "and you like wind up in an abandoned island. What do you do?"

I shake my head. "That's makes no sense. Fish can't walk." He clicks his tongue, "but I'd probably like.." I trail off, "I don't know make friends? Do fish make friends? Even if they did, I wouldn't. I would live as a free fish, waiting for a fish man and his families to end their hunger by eating me."

Being drunk, is already hard enough. Having to talk and answer every question of his is even harsher. Plus, I can't even think, and I just spit out everything that comes into my mind.

"Yes," Luke has been having hiccup all along which is annoying, "they can." I shake my head, while shrugging.

"Oh oh I have—"

I cut him off, "okay shut up. I've had enough." That was harsh. But I didn't realize it at the time.

Luke clicks his tongue and then rolls his eyes. He looks behind him for a short second but the quickly turns around, with widen eyes, "uh oh, uh oh." He exclaims looking at the ground.

I stare at him confused, "what?" I ask, sighing. He points behind him, as I look behind his shoulder, seeing the drummer of the band, which means Luke's bandmate. His name was Ashton if I am not mistaken. This time, he was wearing a dark blue bandana around his brown locks, and his eyes were a nice shade of green. He was wearing a grey sleeveless t-shirt, and black skinny jeans along with converse. His cheeks were a bit rosy, which lead me to the conclusion that he was a bit pissed.

"Oh no," Luke murmurs, grabbing my arm, and interlocking our fingers. "C'mon, c'mon!" When he pulls me into the water, I feel like the oxigen was taken off my lungs. My breath hitches, cause I was caught off guard. I resurfased before Luke did and took two deep breaths, trying to catch my breath.

What the fuck did he just do?

I turn towards Luke, who as soon as breaks the surface, I push back down at the water, as revenge. He quickly resurfaces, groaning while doing so, making me send him death glares.

"Are you fucking crazy?" Thank God the water was warm, and I didn't get chills 'cause that would be even worse.

"He would have taken me!" He whisper yells, making me smack his head. My legs move rapidly in attempt to stay out of the water and not die.