Friction || Luke Hemmings

Luke- 09

"Alli?" I immediately pulled away from Lexi, my eyes wide as I turned towards the source of Calum's voice. Surely he didn't mean Alli. But when I finally looked to the source of his shocked expression, my jaw dropped.

Sitting in college junior Harry Styles' lap was none other than Alli. Not only was she sitting in his lap, her legs were thrown on either side of his hips, her lips on his neck, his hands in the back pockets of her jeans. And even though I was a good ten feet away from them, I could clearly see the way her hips were rolling over his. There was no doubt in my mind that she had heard Calum, but she was ignoring him, continuing her trail up his neck, his eyes closed, lips parted.

I felt Lexi attach her lips to my neck, but I quickly shoved her off, receiving a startled grunt as she stumbled back.

"Luke?" She slurred, the alcohol in her system causing her to sway as she tried to come back to me. But I ignored her, making my way over to the brunette on the couch.

All I could see red, my blood turning into fire in my veins. She couldn't kiss me earlier, but she has no problem sticking her tongue down some guy's throat whom she barely knows. Anger was running through me, my fists clenching at my side as he pulled her lips back up to his, his hands pulling her hips closer to his. It was like all I could hear was the low groan he let out, even though there was music blaring, people yelling, and Lexi calling my name. All I could hear was them. Why was she here anyway?

I was about to pull her off his lap when somebody grabbed my arm. I turned to glare at Calum, his grip on my wrist tighter than it needed to be. "Don't." He warned.

"She shouldn't be here." I growled, my face red with anger.

"Too late now." He gave me a warning look, muttering another 'don't' before I ripped my wrist out of his grip. He gave me one last stern look before walking away towards some red head. I was less than a foot from them, another groan leaving his throat, before a higher pitched moan was softly let out.

I squeezed my eyes closed, this wasn't her. She didn't come to parties. She didn't make out with random guys. Hell, for all I knew this was her first fucking kiss. I mean most people avoided her at school, no guys have ever showed an interest in her. Yet here she is, swapping spit and moans with some random guy- college guy none the less.

Red. All I could see.

Red. Everywhere.

I just about lost when another high pitched moan left her lips, turning around to see his lips moving down her neck towards the exposed part of her chest. Why the fuck was she in a v-neck? Her hands were tangled in his hair, her head leaning back as he got to her collar bone, my face turning even redder from the amount of anger running through me. I had never felt so angry in my life.

I was just about to grab her, but once again someone stopped me.

"Luke, babe lessgo." Lexi's voice came in one ear and out the other, her words slurred together. Her hand came to rest on my arm before I quickly shoved it off. She gasped, mumbling something about me being an ass before stumbling off to find some other guy.

Before anyone else could stop me, I spun around and gripped her forearms. picking her up off his lap. His hands slipped out of her back pockets, a confused expression taking over his features as he looked up at the girl who was no longer in his lap. A prominent bulge could be seen in his lap, causing me to roll my eyes.

Alli stumbled a little, a gasp leaving her lips as her feet hit the ground. She looked to Harry once, her eyes glazed over before she turned to look who pulled her away.

As soon as she saw me her eyes narrowed. "Go away Luke." She slurred, I was surprised that she had had something to drink, alcohol clearly running through her system as she swayed from side to side. She ripped her arm free of my grasp before trying to get back to Harry. I immediately pulled her back, a loud whine leaving her swollen lips. "Leave me alone."