Dead || A Luke Hemmings Fanfiction

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23:45 pm

Violet was completely shit faced to say the least. Everything Luke said she would laugh and giggle uncontrollably and even though he thought it was adorable it began to be quite annoying.

"Lukey!" she squealed from beside him now sitting on her knees.

"What." He snapped. "I'm getting borredd." She slurred leaning her head on his shoulder, Luke instinctively wrapping an arm around her small shoulders as she gripped onto his shirt.

"No your hammered." He giggled at the girl. "Wanna dance, Vi?"

Even ask drunk as she was his nick name for her still made her stomach flutter just a bit, her being reminded of the feeling she hadn't felt in a long time.

"Sure." She said standing up beside Luke. "Your so tall!" She exclaimed making Luke look down only to see her eyes staring directly back into his. "And your so short!" He said making his voice high like hers and intertwining their fingers making sure he wouldn't lose her.

As they find a place on the floor, in between the grinding sweaty people, some of them smoking joints, Luke's hands immediately go to her hips hers going around his neck. He slightly grinded his clad hips against hers to the beat of the song.

This was the first time  in a long time Violet had felt free. No thinking, just doing. That's all she ever wanted to do, if it weren't for all the problems and back and forth and Sydney she wouldn't be here right now letting loose.

Eventually Luke's hands moved her leather jacket out of the way so he could slip his hands under her loose tshirt feeling her warm stomach, bringing them closer to each other making Violet's hands cling to Luke's neck even tighter, not wanting to lose him either.

He was staring again. The way the bright colored moving lights reflected over her skin, her bright smile. He just wanted to rip her clothes and have sex with her right then and there.

But he knew there was no such possibility.

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24:02

After what felt like hours of dancing, grinding, and very obnoxiously drunk idiots, Luke pulled her closer to whisper something in her ear.

"Wanna get out of here?" His words shivered down her spine once again, her mind saying 'no' but her lips saying 'yes'.

He once again intertwined her ring covered fingers with his, and he dragged her back to the couch to grab her backpack of, well..he didn't really know actually.

He pulled her out into the back exit, Violet stumbling slightly still being a little tipsy, the only sound to be heard was her loud boots hitting the alley way.

"So..you never answered my question Vi." He bit his lip in hopes that she would tell him. He really did want to know. He didn't know why he just did. As dumb as it sounded there was just something so different about her, she was so mysterious and he wanted to know exactly what mysteries made her so mysterious.

"What are you doing here?"

"You know Luke maybe you just haven't gotten the clue yet but it's really none of your business. Why do have to be such an ass, I mean come on are you always this annoying to girls you just met?" If she only knew.

"I wouldn't have to be such an ass if you weren't being such a know-it-all." He snapped back. "You know what, forget it. Forget I ever asked." he didn't want to fight with Violet it my ruin his chances.

As much as a jerk Violet thought he was she couldn't help but think he was an attractive, jerk. Not that she hasn't met plenty before but he was just..different.

"I'm not a know-it-all!" She snaps back as she takes another direction in the alley way heading towards the still busy street. Luke followed mindlessly behind.

"Your right your not a know-it-all, your just bitchy!" He shouted after her as she sped up. For a half drunk girl like Violet who's a lightweight can sure walk fast as hell. She's walking so fast from him, he's mind is still wondering how the tore up old back pack hanging loosely off her shoulders hasn't fallen off.

As she reached the light in the busy road she whips her head around to give another comeback.

'Is he serious?'

"I might be bitchy but your the one that's being bipolar. Seriously Luke quit kidding yourself, one minute your spilling coffee on me and then the next your giving me apologies until your damn lips bleed, then you going on being an ass once again and now you're-"

She turns towards the busy street and away from Luke a car coming very close to Violet.

"Violet!!" Luke screams as he runs infront of the moving car and pulls Violet into his arms and out of the way, the only sound to be heard is the screeching of tires and car horns everywhere.

Their now standing on the side of the sidewalk Violet still in his arms, which have now moved to the sides of her face, them both panting in fear.

"Are you fucking crazy Vi you almost got hit!"  He screamed at her once again his thumbs running softly over her cheeks.

Her only response to him is a puff of her cheeks, her turning away from him to walk wherever she was headed.

"Violet wait up damn it." He called tuning up to her once again.

"You know Luke I've had a great time here with you but I can't stay in New York much longer. I have to go." She retorts sarcastically. Even if she was being sarcastic, there was a little truth. She really did have a great time but she really did have to get going. But he also didn't want her night to end with Luke just yet, neither did he.

"And whys that?" He questioned biting his lip again.

She took a deep breath in closing her eyes turning towards the blonde again staring into his perfect eyes once again. "You really want to know Lucas?"

"I really do Violet." He dated grabbing both of her hands in his.

Here goes nothing...

Okay I've been updating fast wow

Qotc: what's your favorite song at the moment??

Aotc: boomerang by the summer set

(A/n READ @michaelsnuggets fanfic eighteen and other fanfics bc she amazing and yeah). :)

- B