Naked // Luke Hemmings {ON HOLD}

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Skylar Black.

I woke up with the sun shining a steady beam of light into my eyes. Birds were chirping, and I listened to their beautiful melody. I could smell bacon and fried eggs.

Some books start like this. I think it's supposed to make the reader feel happy and like it's normal to wake up like this.

Well, it isn't normal to me, an average girl who stays up until 3am every single day to fangirl over bands and watch Netflix.

This morning wasn't any different to all the other Sunday mornings in my life. My head was already pounding from last night's late partying. I heard cars honking and people yelling. I could smell that there was leftover pizza in the room.

But, when I looked around the room, I realized that it wasn't even my own one. There were posters of rock bands at the walls and clothes lay all over the floor. Where in the hell was I? I was fucking confused, but my head hurt and I was too tired to think straight, so I closed my eyes again. I tried to find a comfortable position again when I touched something haired. It was definitely not my own hair. The thing started to groan. I opened my eyes again, looking to my right. The thing wasn't a thing, but a boy. A NAKED boy.

"What the fuck?!" I screamed, jumping out of the bed. The boy cursed under his breath. When he finally opened his eyes , he stared at me ,shocked, getting up as well. His blonde hair was a mess and his blue eyes were wide open. He glanced down at me, playing with his black lipring, when I realised that I wasn't wearing anything. I blushed, glaring at him.

"Turn around, you pervert!" I yelled, trying to hide my body with a blanket. He chuckled, finally facing the opposite wall. I had to admit that he had a nice butt. It was cute.

"I'm not the pervert in this room. You're the one staring at my ass!" He laughed. How could he fucking know?

"What? I'm not staring at your ass! Don't get ahead of yourself!" I argued back, but he just continued to laugh. Blushing, I grabbed my clothes that were lying on the floor. My bra, my shorts, my top, my slip...
"Shit! Did we have sex last night?" I mumbled while putting my shirt on.

"There is a condom next to my foot..." Blondie stated.

"But I don't remember anything!" I groaned, rubbing my temples.

"Me neither. We both have a black out, I guess." He said, still standing naked in the middle of the room.

"I can't believe I got that drunk. I thought I'd remember the night I lost my virginity. I don't even know who you are!" I exclaimed, fully dressed again. This definitely wasn't how I imagined to lose my v-card.

"Well, I'm Luke. You lost your virginity to me? Oh Lord. It's good that we have a black out. The first time always sucks. Although I'm sure it wasn't that bad, because I'm really good, ya know? A lot of girls told me." He replied, turning around and winking at me. I gave him a disgusted look.

"Oh my god! Just shut up, Blondie!" I muttered. He chuckled, putting his clothes on. I didn't want him to think I was watching him, so I looked around the room. It definitely belonged to a boy. (I had found a calendar with naked women on the floor.)

"Is this your room?" I asked Blondie.

"No." He simply replied, shaking his head.

"Have you ever been in this room?" I questioned.

"No."

"Your answers are either really pervert or really short!" I groaned, getting frustrated with him. He simply shrugged, and I groaned again. Then I remembered something really important.

"Shit!" I cursed, running around the room. "Have you seen it?"

"What?" Blondie asked me confused, pulling his shirt over his head. He really had a nice body, but at this moment I couldn't care less. I had different things to deal with.

"My mom is gonna kill me!" I mumbled to myself, looking under a few things.

"What?"

"I can't find it!" I panicked, pacing back and forth. It had to be here. I couldn't have lost it.

"Gosh! Just tell me what you're looking for!" He snapped, rolling his eyes.

"The box! I can't find the box!" I replied, nervously chewing on my bottom lip.

"Which box?" He asked confused.

"Why should I tell you? I don't like you!" I replied harshly.

"I probably could help you, but if you don't want my help..." He said, shrugging. I sighed, rolling my eyes.

"Ok, ok! Well, I'm from New York. My sister's 20th birthday is in 6 days. My family had lived in this town in California, but we moved to New York when I was 12 years old. My sister, Kim, was 15. She made her best friend a box with a lot of things that should remember her of their friendship and the time they spend together. My mom sent me here to meet up with Kim's friend. Lara gave the box to me yesterday. It's the birthday present for Kim. Lara could have sent it to us, but my mom made me travel across the country and stay at one of my childhood best friend's house. I don't know why she wanted me to stay a whole week. I guess she always loved the idea of Ash and me being together, getting married and having kids, and now she thinks that we're magically gonna fall in love with each other. It was actually pretty awkward yestered, because we haven't seen each other in years. After I got the box, Ashton suggested to get to a party, and I agreed. I put the box in a plastic bag and carried it with me. The box is really important to my sister. My mom is gonna kill me!" I rambled. I was literally able to see how his brain tried processing my words. I instantly regretted to tell him. I had the bad habit of talking to much. Blondie gave me a small smile.

"I don't think I got everything you said, because, damn, you talk fast as fuck, but don't worry, babe! We're gonna find it!" He replied after a few seconds of him staring at me like a fish.

"We?" I questioned, raising my eyebrows.

"Don't look at me like I am sort of a monster! I just want to help you because I feel sorry for you, and I know my way around her better than you. Maybe I'll even remember what happened last night! I don't know!" He explained, slightly blushing. I almost thought he wasn't that much of an asshole, but, of course, he ruined it. "And you're really hot, so maybe we can repeat last night."

I wanted to protest, but it was still really early, and my hangover was horrible, so I just nodded, ignoring his comment. I was too tired to deal with his attempts to flirt with me.

"Ok, thanks." I mumbled, staring at the floor. I sighed. "We have 6 days to find it."

"6 days." Blondie repeated, nodding.
This definitely was not a normal morning.

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Chapter 1 :)

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I added the leaked song "I Can't Remember" by 5sos because I think it fits this story perfectly (I got the idea for this story BEFORE I listened to the song)

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