After the intense argument, he took me outside and decided to drive me back home. It was a semi quiet drive back. Words barely came out. I felt wrong. I felt like dirt. I guess he knew what I was thinking because he told me "It's not your fault darling, that asshole just loves to piss me off. He's so fucking irrelevant sometimes". I, now, wanted to know more.
"Um, so who was he? Do you honestly know him? What happened between you guys? And why am I in the mix?" I asked. He looked at me with an annoyed facial expression. "It's really none of your business. He's just an asshole I used to know."
"Well, I don't know if you noticed. But... I just got attacked and I wanna know who it is and why."
"Well fucking fine." He said. Luke seemed hesitant trying to get words out. "He was this guy I used to work with. We used to be in this band and it never really worked out. The whole squad was of course me, Ashton, Michael, and Calum. Unfortunately, drugs got into the mix. Michael chose that over the band. And Ashton works at th-"
"Ashton Irwin... He's my boss..."
"Wait you work at the record store that him?"
"Yea. I've worked there for years."
"Well one day I shou- Oh shit."
I happened to look where he was staring and there was the man from the party with others at my door. How did they find my house? This was all too creep for me. Luke looked at me. He seemed more frightened for me than I was. What am I going to do now? I'm HIS target now.
