tomboy ▪ hemmings

22.

((i'm sad that this is actually ending soon.))

ANDREA'S POV

ever since the day Luke had erupted into a fit, I haven't seen the boys and a part of me slightly missed their friendly banter among each other.

so, when Mikey barged into my unlocked room with a loud bang, I leapt out of my bed to my feet. he was babbling and rambling on about a party that was going to be held that night. he pulled me by the arm and I nodded while following him. he was such a fireball, I liked that.

I noticed that Luke and Calum were on the controllers, playing some game and Ashton was in the middle, making his voice seem like those sport presenters and I couldn't help but let out a laugh.

Mikey who had a grip on my arm, pulled me along and set me in front of the screen, and the boys were shouting and screaming for Mikey and I to get out of the way. there were only 4 boys, but it seemed like there were 10 of them. they groaned when the game ended, but Calum cheered when he found out that he had won.

"babe, you made me lose," Luke whined, and I felt the boys staring at Luke with the words that had escaped his lips. heck, I was blushing furiously.

Luke licked his lips, his eyes set on me and I glared at him, giving him a look to say 'the boys don't know about what happened, what the hell are you doing?', well at least I hoped he got the message.

Luke shrugged before frowning at the hand that was gripping onto my arm, and I cleared my throat, pretending to not see what he was doing.

"sooo, I told Andy about the party," Mikey sang and the Calum nodded furiously.

"yeah, you should totally come!" he said, and took a gulp from the bottled water next to him.

but before any words could slip my mouth, Luke cut me off.

"hell no, she's not going." Luke rolled his eyes, and I frowned. I realized that Luke was already standing and grabbing Mikey's hand off my arm. I gulped at how harsh his tone seemed and how his fingers encircled my wrist tightly. all my intentions of telling him off just escaped.

I scrambled around as Luke sat down and pulled me on his lap, his arms holding my waist in place tightly. Ashton and Calum who were bickering around suddenly stopped when they noticed what was happening, and Michael was just - he was just staring.

I tried to escape his grip, but he wasn't having it. he rubbed his fingertips onto my hips, where my t-shirt raised a little, revealing some skin. that made me still, and I slowly leaned into his touch.

"wow, somebody's possessive," Ashton said, making everyone in the room laugh. I groaned, and Luke placed his chin on my shoulder, and I swore I could feel his breath on my cheek. I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding.

"why can't she come to the party?" Mikey asked, his previous actions pushed away from my thoughts. I felt a little bad for him since Luke's always slightly pissed at him because he's a touchy person. it wasn't his fault at all, to be honest.

I felt Luke tense beneath me, and I turned my head so I could watch him. I saw his jaw tense, and he gritted his teeth. "she just shouldn't come, no reason for her to,"

ouch, that hurt.

I realized Luke was leaning in for a peck, but I turned around - making his lips land on my cheek. the boys laughed and I knew Luke didn't like me doing that. I rejected him. but, that was what he deserves.

"come on Luke, why can't she come? she lives with you, quite a reason there!" Calum said, and I nodded.

"thank you!" I shouted, my voice dripping with sarcasm. I didn't understand. why wasn't I allowed to go to the party? why was Luke being such a prick?