Wasted » luke Hemmings

chapter twelve

I walk through Cal's kitchen, the party began a while ago and I have no idea when it's ending, or even if it will, but I seem to have lost everybody. I wonder aimlessly through his kitchen to the counter, leaning on it as I try and balance myself while I pour myself a drink from the array of different drinks on the counter.

As it goes, I had been drinking for a while, and I was most likely not going to stop, especially if I was going to be standing by myself for a while. Drunk people just seemed to mill the halls, none of my friends seeming to be anywhere. I sigh to myself as I take a sip from the red cup which is now refilled with some unknown drink which was just left on the counter. I decide to move from the unsociable kitchen and wander through the halls into the living room. A few people had decided getting frisky was their plan, following that up by having heavy make out sessions in the hall as I walk by, laughing silently at them as I do.

I finally find Luke talking to a girl, I'm not entirely who she is though, but whoever she is, she looks like a slut. I begin to feel a little angry, as she touches his arm, and laughs at his not even funny, cringy jokes. She has her hair up in a ponytail accentuating her cleavage which is on full display, she might as well not be wearing a top. Her skirt, well I wouldn't like to be behind her when she bend over, that's all I can say.

"Fleur!" Luke calls as he turns his head to see me. He walks over, leaving that girl to stand in a huff by herself. A smile instantly comes over my face as he walks over, "I couldn't find you anywhere, and she started to speak to me, and let's just say I'm so happy I found you again," he lets out a small laugh, smiling as I hear his cute laugh which always comes out when he's drunk.

We go back into the kitchen, deciding we need to get super drunk, considering it's only half 12 and the party is far from over and Cal is no where to be found. We each take a few shots before returning into the living room where there is a group of people playing truth or dares, which is never a good idea, but we joined in anyway.

Luke and I sat next to each other, my vision blurred not entirely sure who was around the circle. "Alright Fleur, truth or dare?" a high pitched voice came over the circle, as it all went silent, well as silent as it could be with the blaring music behind us.

"Dare," I say, with a massive smile across my face, thinking I was well and truly the shit. Immediately shattered when a smirk came across this blonde's face.

"I dare you to kiss Danny," the voice calls, followed by laughs from everyone as my smile disappears, first off I didn't know who Danny way, until this boy started crawling across the circle to me. I don't think I've ever seen him in my life, but he looked slimy and there was no way I was going to kiss him.

"I'm not doing that," I scoff, looking down to Danny and up at the girl who is now standing above the circle.

"Fine kiss Luke then," he scoffs even louder, thinking it was going to be the worst thing in history, in the past I've thought I've slept with Luke, so things have been a lot more awkward then a kiss.

I shrug, turning to Luke, a smile creeping across his lips as I pull him in my his cheeks, pressing my lips to his, our lips syncing, moving together, and fuck me it was a good kiss. We pulled apart, Luke leaving his hands on my hips, as I turn back to the group as they all have smirks across their faces after screaming while we kissed. I let out a loud laugh, looking at all their faces. We all go around the circle, some boy chugging a bottle of vodka, his mum won't be happy when he get's home, and then we get to Luke.

"Dare," of course he says, laughing as everyone talks in a circle.

"Fuck Fleur," the girl who was with Luke until he left her for me pipes up. I roll my eyes knowing he will just reject it as it's such a stupid dare. "Alright," Luke laughs standing up, taking me by surprise as he reaches for my hand, helping me up.