Escape To Paradise | l.h.

{Wylie}

The day leading up to the party was hectic to say the least. I guess ashton throws these huge parties when they're at the cabin that last year over two hundred people shown up. I knew my anxiety was going to be more then it usually was but not as bad as it ends up being. The boys are like teenage girls in a mall saying that they can't find anything when they've been there for hours. An hour before the party, were still filling coolers with ice and hanging steamers and decorations from Ashton's emergency party kit.
"Hand me the tape." I ask loudly over the music that's already playing while Luke holds me up.
"Here!" Michael giggles already a little buzzed from the three beers he's already consumed.
"And..." I say exhausted. "Done!"
Luke drops me down catching me before my feet hit the ground making my stomach drop. I bop his nose and kiss it while he carries us to the couch. Sweaty and breathing heavily, we all scatter in the living room. I didn't see the point in putting so much effort into a party when no one was going to really admire all the hard work we did. I know they're only coming for the free beers and music.
"Thanks for helping Wylie, I know this isn't your thing." Ashton smiles.
"No problem kid." I giggle a little. Luke drags me off of the couch and onto his lap wrapping his arms around my waist.
"Also thanks for making those special brownies." Calum giggles in a high pitch and I could tell he already got into them.
"Calum!" Michael punches his arm. "You weren't supposed to eat them yet." He gives out a dramatic groan and shakes his head.
"There's plenty mike." I laugh.
Ten minutes pass and knocks begin at the door. It wasn't my intentions on staying for the party. Luke and I planned on locking ourselves in our room until it was all over. But here I was, slightly excited for people to come in so this party would happen. Ashton answers the door and immediately make voices yell and chant. Girls squeal and run into the house. Some Bly in a bikini top as shorts others just in their bikinis. How wonderful. I lay my head on Luke's shoulder already dreading staying down here.
"Turn it up Mikey!" Ashton yells. Everyone already here shouts and screams encouraging him.
Luke's playlist fills the air which puts me in a better mood. It was no mystery he had a good music taste. He had the best in the band. Soon, tons of people walk in more hyped up then the bunch before them. Silently, I try my best to do a head count but lose count at a hundred and thirteen people. I tense as people begin getting buzzed and drunk and become wild.
"Let's go get a beer." Luke whispers in my ear. I nod seeing no way to refuse his request.
As he stand up he immediately takes a tight grip around my waist weaving in and out through people. It felt like it took so long to get to the huge kitchen but once we did Luke picks me up sitting me on the counter top. A blonde with three other preppy looking girls look over at us that were standing in the hallway. My cheeks redden, I didn't even know why. Maybe it was the fact I got the hint they were talking about me. Or even luke. Hell, he could be considered a God. They're probably wondering why he's with me. Luke gets in the red cooler beside the counter taking out two brown bottles.
"Thank you sir." I smile. He looks at me as if he didn't like me calling him sir. "Sorry, I won't call you sir again." I open the bottle.
"No." He chuckles coming closer to my ear. He kisses the spot right under my earlobe. "I liked it." I bite my lip finding his deep husky voice sexy.
"Here! Eat these man." Calum stumbles towards us holding two brownies.
If there was one thing I was good at baking it was pot brownies. Weed wasn't a new thing to me. I smoked for the first time when I was twelve. After years of secretly making these brownies I finally perfected them about a year ago. Potent and strong is what I would describe them as. One brownie made you feel like you were on a cloud. A second one would kick your ass. We both take the brownies and Luke and I hit brownies before eating them quickly.
"When does it start working?" Luke asks furrowing his eyebrows.
"Give it ten minutes." I laugh. "It's gonna hit you all at once."
"Good." His lips press against mine.
Pulling away, Michael comes towards us with two shots in his hand. "I'm guessing they want us to have fun." Luke giggles.
"Vodka, tip it back my friends!" Michaels eyes are bloodshot and I can tell he's having a wonderful time.
"Cheers." I say tapping glasses with luke.
The liquid burns as it travels down my throat. After that shot Michael brings the vodka bottle in pouring several shots for all three of us. The seventh shot had my head swimming and Luke and I both agreed that it was enough. Michael continues on drinking until a brunette grabs his dick through his jeans pulling him to dance.
"I wanna dance." Luke giggles pulling me off of the counter.
"I can't dance." I shake my head folding my arms in front of my chest.
"You can and you will." He argues pulling me to the middle of the living room.
That was a lie, I could dance. But dancing led to the bedroom which led to mistakes and regret in the morning. But this was luke. My best friend. Might as well call him my boyfriend. If that's where tonight led, I wouldn't complain, I'd be grateful he'd even take me that far.
I push my back against him grinding slowly to the slower hip hop song that blares through the house. His hands grab my hips digging his fingers into them. I rest the back of my head on his shoulder enjoying the way we moved in sync with each other. His lips place harsh messy kisses on my neck sure to leave visible marks of tonight tomorrow morning. A moans seeps out of my lips from the way his hands travels over my body and the way his lips artfully touched my neck.
"Wylie." He growls and I can feel his jaw clench on the side of my neck.
"Hmm?" I hum.
"Can we go to the bedroom?"

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Hello hello beauties😋
So I'm kind of making this chapter a two parter because I had so much else to write in her pov so the next chapter will also be Wylie. A quick warning, there will be smut. Because hey drunk teenagers.
I'm writing a new story as well called Foreign. Go check it out pretty please😁
Thanks for reading😘
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