YOU'RE LOSING ME - LH43

eleven , new years

new years ׂׂૢ་༘࿐

ARWEN DUNN AND JACK HUGHES blew bubbles on the couch in the hughes home.

"this fucking sucks." trevor zegras complained stomping around the first floor.

"zebras if you keep stomping on the floor-you'll stomp through them." arwen told him putting her bubbles down.

jack laughed at her comment, "did you guys take an edible or something?" cole caufield asked the two and arwen shook her head.

"nope, we're bored out of our minds." she added. "quinn!" arwen shouted rushing wtf upstairs to look for the oldest hughes.

trevor noticed it first. "jack are you serious?" he asked his friend.

"what do you mean?" jack asked and cole hit trevor.

"that's your little brothers girlfriend." trevor added ignoring cole. "i don't like her-guys were only friends." jack tried to argue.

"the way you were blowing bubbles suggested otherwise." cole added, "you can't do that to arwen or luke." the oldest of the three friends said wisely.

jack rolled his eyes, "i'm telling you i don't want to hook up with arwen." he said confidently, "then don't get too buzzed tonight." trevor added and patted the middle child on the back.

arwen came back down the stairs, "where's quinn?" she asked the three and there was a knock at the front door.

trevor and cole looked at jack, "fine i'll get it." he said and left to grab the door.

"arwen i need help." trevor told the shorter female next to him. "with?" she asked, "clothes." was added before she was practically smuggled up into the guest bedroom he and cole were sharing.

"dude-if i wanted to be kidnapped i would've asked!" she announced and trevor laughed at her.

"suit or street?" trevor asked, arwen shrugged, "model it z." she joked and sat on the bed.

trevor excused himself to the bathroom and she facetimed luke.

"hey babe." luke answered before the first ring. "hello lucky." she said happily, "lukies girlfriends on the phone!" a male shouted, before quickly coming into the frame.

he was a bigger build than luke, with medium brown hair, which was straight as a pencil. his eyes were more grey than blue which suited his facial features.

"get lost kniesy!" luke told his roommate pushing him away.

"hey!-hughes i let you meet my girlfriend!" he told him and luke rolled his eyes, "fine." luke complained.

"so you're the famous arty?" he asked as he laid on the bed behind luke kicking his feet. "no-it's arwen. not arty." luke corrected him.

"ARWEN! is the suit suiting?" trevor asked sliding on his socks, "you're on the phone with luke?!" the male asked and she nodded.