Kids in the Dark •5SOS PUNK AU• {COMPLETED}

~15~

Luke's POV

I threw drunken Becca over my shoulder while she giggled and yelled out "WHEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!! Faster, giant, faster!" (He grunted and that was over, omfg so dirty. I hacked his account, Becca. Dis be written by Skylar, OR SMITTEN BY ME)

I hadn't had a sip of alcohol due to the fact I'm a responsible driver. I placed Becca in the passenger's seat while she drunkenly giggled and mumbled nonsense.

"Ohhhhh!!!! This is my jam right heerrrrreeeee heehee *hic* heehee," Becca slurred funnily as she turned the volume on the radio up.

Hallelujah by Panic! at the Disco blared through the speakers. She screamed the lyrics out of her rolled down window, disturbing all the poor people trying to sleep due to the fact it was 1 A.M. Since I forgot Becca and Skylar's address and I couldn't ask Becca because of you-know-what and I couldn't ask Skylar because getting on the phone while driving is a safety hazard, I just decided to take her to my house.

I knew my family would be asleep by now, so I could just creep in. But then I remembered Becca was stupid drunk and would make noise. I could shove cloth in her mouth... Nah, we'll just have to risk it.

I stopped the car and the radio that was now playing Sing by Ed Sheeran turned off. Becca whined loudly.

"My GiNgEr BaBy WaS sInGiNg, LuCaS!" Becca whined.

"My name is just Luke," I corrected as I unbuckled her and picked her up bridal style.

"WHOO! ADVENTURE TIME! OH MY GOD, LUEK, THAT'S A TV SHOWWWW!!!" She squealed. "ADVENTURE TIME, C'MON GRAB YOUR FRIENDS!"

"Shut up! You have to be quiet when we go in okay?"

"Heehee *hic* okaayyyy," she muttered.

I rolled my eyes at her and carried her to the door. I set her down so I could open the door.

"Whoaaaa! Are we there already?!" She asked, stumbling over her feet and nearly face planting.

I shushed her and shushed me back.

I unlocked the door and I carried Becca again after locking the door back up. I tiptoed up the staircase to my room. I couldn't see where I was stepping, so I accidentally stepped on one of the faulty and creakiest stair. A loud creeeeaaaaak ripped through the silent air. I cursed quietly and Becca's eyes went wide and she gasped loudly.

"What did you say?!" She asked horrifically.

I slapped one of my hands over her mouth. She licked my hand and I tore it away quickly, wiping it on her pants. I struggled more and more with each step. Finally, after what seemed like a million agonizing years, I reached the top of the staircase.

"We're here-?!" Becca asked quite loudly.

I covered her mouth again. She just giggled against my hand and she opened her mouth. I, thinking she was gonna bite or lick me again, was about to tear my hand away when Becca grabbed my hand and kissed my palm. I blushed in the dark and I felt my way to my room.

I opened the door and threw Becca on the bed after shutting and locking the door. She of course squealed "whee" again. I shushed her again. I changed into some pajamas and took out my lip piercing. I soon collapsed next to Becca on the bed and noticed she was asleep and in uncomfortable clothes. I didn't know if she would like to change into clothes herself, so just in case, I took some extra clothes that were comfy and poked her awake.

She mumbled, "what?" And started drifting off again.

"Do you wanna change into some comfortable clothes?" I whispered.

She nodded slightly and took the clothes. She practically wobbled to the bathroom that was attached to my room and she shut the door. As she was changing, I tried to sleep and just as I was about to, the bathroom door opened and a sleepily half drunken Becca hobbled back over to the bed and threw her clothes to her side of the bed.

"Night..." She whispered.

"Night," I replied.

~morning~

Becca's POV

I woke up with a splitting headache, as if someone was chopping my head. Of course it was a hangover. I've had only a few hangovers because I hardly drank when it was just Skylar and I partying. I drove Skylar home pretty much all the time every time she was drunk. I opened my eyes ever so slightly and felt the crusty eye boogers in the corners of my eyes. I quickly rubbed them out, looked down, and found out I was not wearing my pajamas.

I was wearing a long shirt with a pair of giant shorts. I looked around and this was not my room. I turned around to the other side of the bed and found Luke Hemmings snoring slightly, his chest riding and then falling. His hair was flattened now, he wasn't wearing his piercing, and he was completely fast asleep. He looked peaceful. I turned back to my side and found my clothes. I went to the bathroom to get changed and I left the room to go home so I could take an Advil and have some water.

I trotted down the stairs and heard someone cooking breakfast. I was curious to see who it was, so I peaked in the kitchen. I saw a blonde woman bustling around in sweats and cooking breakfast. I wanted to leave before she saw me, but I was too late. She looked up and saw me standing in the doorway. She looked surprised.

"Who are you?" She asked.

"I-I was just leaving, don't worry!" I said quickly.

"No, I asked you who you were," the lady repeated as she walked towards me. "Come sit down."

I did as I was told and sat at the kitchen table the dining room next to the kitchen.

"What's your name, love?"

"Uh, Becca. Becca Smith."

Her eyes widened.

"You're her!" She chanted excitedly.

"Wait, what?" I asked, confused.

"Oh, dear, Luke talks about you all the time! Are you his girlfriend?" She gasped. "Is that why you're here?!"

"What? No! I was just drunk and Luke took me here I guess. He doesn't know my address quite yet."

"Well, sweetheart, you can stay for breakfast if you want. I'll get you an Advil and some water, I'll be back, hon." With that, she left.

I sat alone and looked around the bright dining room. Soon, I heard someone descending down the steps. I looked over to see Luke with messy hair, his lip ring back in, and a loose tank top and sweatpants.

Once he saw me, he stopped in his tracks.

"Becca, what are you doing in here?" He asked.

"You brought me here, I think. Your mom invited me to breakfast and I'm being nice and accepting it. She getting me some Advil now."

Luke took a seat next to me and soon, his mom was bustling in with a glass of water and the Advil. She spotted Luke and glared at him. She walked towards him and slapped him upside the head.

"Ow! Mum, what was that for?" He whined, rubbing the back of his head.

"I can't believe you got drunk and drove home anyways!" She scolded.

"Mum, I didn't have s drop of alcohol the whole night! I was completely sober! My head only hurts because you hit me!" Luke argued.

"Don't talk back to me!" Liz yelled as she slapped his shoulder. She then planted a kiss on his cheek. "Love you, honey."

"Love you too, mum," Luke mumbled.

I laughed at the two. Liz then smacked my shoulder lightly.

"Don't laugh at each others' misfortunes," she said and whisked back to the breakfast.