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fourteen

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↞winter↠

I woke up and my head was killing me. I sat up and recognized luke's apartment. calum and michael were snuggled together on the floor (my malum heart) and luke was laying underneath me.

prom. prom was last night. I remember that, and I faintly recall going to a party afterwords.

"jesus, my head hurts so fu-MICHAEL GET OFF OF ME!" calum yelled, waking michael and luke.

"sorry, dude! I like cuddling! plus I was really cold and really drunk. don't act like you didn't love it." michael replied. luke sat up and looked at me.

"what exactly happened last night?" I asked. I was extremely confused.

"well, we went to prom. then you had the genius idea to play beer pong and you got wasted." luke sighed.

"she's the master at beer pong! you should teach me and ash how to play." michael said and I laughed. I don't remember any of that happening.

"oh my god. is this what a hangover feels like?" the three boys nodded.

"where's ashton?" I asked.

calum started giggling like a little girl. "he went home with that girl and hasn't returned yet."

"wow, okay. last night was crazy." my phone was vibrating in my pocket and I saw that my parents had tried to call me twelve times. I'm dead.

"shit. I forgot to tell my parents I was staying here. they're gonna kill me!" luke looked flustered.

"I don't think they'll kill you, but I'll be dead. c'mon, lets go to your house. I'll explain everything." he said and led me out the door.

-

"winter wilkinson! where the hell were you?" my dad yelled from my front porch.

"dad, let me explain. we were at prom and-"

"oh great. you were with him. of course, the delinquent boyfriend caused all of this." my dad yelled.

"sir, I know you aren't very fond of me, but things got out of hand last night." Luke explained.

"you're right. I don't like you. I don't like the influence that you and your friends have on my daughter."

"I'm sorry, but we aren't a bad influence on her. she's capable of making her own decisions." luke said.

"who gave you the right to talk to me like that?" my dad screamed. by this time, my mom stepped onto the porch and grabbed my father.

"winter, your father and I were very worried about you last night. but I trust that luke is responsible and didn't let anything happen." my mom explained.

"are you kidding me? why are you taking their side?" my dad said to her.

"they're young, let them do what they want. winter, just be back by dinner." my mom said and I grabbed luke's hand.

-

"sorry that my dad hates you so much. I really don't care what he thinks of you." I said as luke was driving. his eyes were glued to the road.

"you could've told them that you got so drunk that I had to practically drag you out of there!" he exclaimed. we've never had a fight before and I didn't want this escalating into one.

"luke, you know that my parents would kill me if I told them that." he sighed.

"I know. it just doesn't help matters; keeping secrets from them."

I laced his fingers with my own. "I'm sorry. don't worry about my parents. I really don't care what they think about us." he nodded and we pulled into the parking lot of his apartment.

-

"I'm glad you survived the wrath of winter's parents. we thought you were gonna die." michael said and I laughed.

ashton was back and he was passed out on the couch.

"when did he come back?" I asked, pointing to ashton.

"about an hour ago. he wouldn't even tell us what happened." calum said.

"probably got laid." michael said.

"I'd love to stay and chat about ashton's sex life, but winter and I are going out." luke grabbed me off the couch.

"where are we going?" I asked once we got in his car.

"I don't know," he paused.

"let's just drive."

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this chapter sucks so bad :-( sorry I haven't updated in forever, I've been so busy!

love you xx

-amanda