CLOUD NINE | GLEE • OC X OC | ON HOLD

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"YOU GUYS ARE GOING RIGHT?" IVORY HELD HER PHONE CLOSE TO HER EAR.

"Like I told Mercedes, only if there's liquor." Santana chimed in.

"Well, Ivy and I will go if all of you guys go." Luke joined in on the call.

"It's alcohol awareness week." Brittany chimed in.

"Precisely. I'm awake of how fun alcohol is." Santana smirked. "Let's ask Puckerman."

"You're go for Puck." Puck answered the phone.

"Noah, it's Santittany, Artcedes, and Livory. Can your friend score us some wine coolers?" Santana asked.

"No, but his ID can." Puck answered.

"Well, if we're all in, it's settled." The seven of them met up in the hallway. "The Rachel Berry house party train wreck extravaganza is officially a go."

"Maybe you guys can see if Reggie and Alex wanna go." Artie looked up at Luke and Ivory.

"Already ahead of you. I texted them, and they denied the invitation because it's Rachel, despite if there's alcohol there." Ivory rolled her eyes.

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PUCK AND LAUREN HAD PICKED UP LUKE AND IVORY, AND THEN THEY ARRIVED AT RACHEL'S HOUSE.

"This is stupid." Ivory mumbled, making Luke nudge her arm.

"Hey, after a while, if the party is still lame, we'll leave and go do something else." He suggested.

"Welcome, you guys!" Rachel opened the door.

Rachel led them downstairs to where Mike, Tina, Santana, and Sam were. Quinn, Mercedes, Brittany, Artie, and Finn weren't there yet.

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LUKE, IVORY, PUCK, MIKE, AND TINA WERE ALL QUIETLY TALKING WHEN RACHEL WALKED DOWN THE STAIRS WITH FINN, KURT, AND BLAINE

"Okay, everybody! Cheers!" Rachel stood in the middle of the room.

"Great party, Rachel. We gotta run." Artie spoke for him, Brittany, Mike, and Tina.

"Can we also leave? I can name eight things that are so much better than this." Ivory whispered in Luke's ear.

"Really? And what's one of those things?" His face got really close to hers.

"Well, it includes us, in your bed, prefably with no clothes on." Ivory smirked, placing a kiss to his neck.

"Okay, Ivy, we're here for our friend." Luke laughed.

"Rachel isn't my friend. I just tolerate her until I can't anymore." Ivory explained.

"Well, Finn's our friend, and he's friends with Rachel. So that's why we're here." He told her. "Besides, we can do your idea later."

"Let's party!" Rachel yelled after Puck had convinced her to break into the liquor cabinet.

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WHILE THE OTHER GLEE MEMBERS WERE DRUNK, IVORY WAS SITTING ON THE STEPS WATCHING EVERYTHING UNFOLD.

She watched as Brittany did a strip dance for Artie. She watched as Lauren and Quinn verbally attacked Puck. She watched as Tina and Mercedes laughed their asses off at a random joke Mike did. She watched as Santana switched from crying to making out with Sam. She watched Finn and Rachel sit on the stage as Rachel cuddled into Finn.

She watched Luke as he took shots with Mike, slamming the shot glass down.

Ivory was buzzed, but she wasn't as drunk as the others. Kurt walked over and sat next to her.

"You aren't drinking?" Kurt asked.

"No, I am. Just not as much as the others." She motioned to the red solo cup that sat down by her feet.

"Is something wrong? You seem down." Kurt noticed.

"No, I'm good. Just wasn't expecting everyone to get this shitfaced." She mumbled.

With everyone being drunk, it reminded Ivory of how her mom would come home drunk.

"I know you and Finn and the designated drivers tonight. Can you just make sure that no one tries to get behind the wheel?" She pleaded.

"Yeah, of course. You don't have to worry about that. We'll get everyone home safe." Kurt nodded, understanding finally of how she felt.

"Let's play spin the bottle!" Rachel yelled, making everyone cheer.

Luke stumbled over to Ivory and sat in front of her legs, putting his head on her knees.

"You having fun?" She ran her fingers through his hair.

"I would he having way more fun if you joined the party. You don't even have to drink." He looked up at her with puppy dog eyes. "If it makes you feel better, I'll stop drinking, and I'll stick to water to sober up a bit."

"You don't have to do that." Ivory sighed. Luke didn't say anything and went up the stairs as quickly as he could.

He came back down with a bottle of water and sat next to her.

"You aren't gonna play spin the bottle?" Ivory asked, nodding towards the circle in the middle of the room.

"No, there's only one person I wanna kiss, and she's not playing." Luke turned towards her.

"You're cheesy, you know that?" Ivory felt her face get got before scooting closer to him.

"Just let me know when you want to leave, and we'll go. Reg is on standby to pick us up."

"We don't have to leave if you don't want to." Ivory shook her head.

"Are you sure? Besides, I'm kinda down to go do your idea from earlier." Luke winked.

"You're drunk, so no. I'm not taking advantage of you." Ivory shook her head.

"You're drunk also, doesn't that cancel out?"

"I'm buzzed. It's a huge difference." She explained.

"What shame." He muttered. "I have a great image of you on top of me, your fingers in my hair..."

"Alright, hey, enough before you get a hard on." She slapped his chest slightly.

"Alright, you're right." He laughed. "I'm sorry."

"Why are you apologizing?" Ivory titled her head.

"Just in case I took it too far." Luke started playing with the loose fabric that was hanging from the rips in his jeans. "And uh, for drinking a lot more than I should've."

"You don't have to apologize." She shook her head. "You were having fun. Can't get mad at you for that." She grabbed his hands.

"Well, still. I owe you."

"And we'll talk about that when you're sober. Maybe then you can get what you were imagining."

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