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《Chapter 50》

"Let's get drunk!" Gen cheers, pulling my hand over to the bar, again.

"Gen, you're already drunk." I laugh, lightly taking her hand and dragging her across the dance floor.

Sweaty bodies swing around us.

"Cal!" Gen cheers, walking over to a hammered Calum dancing with Luke.

"Gennnnn!" he says, walking over to her.

"Uggh!" Luke whines. I look at him in the eyes, and he looks into mine as well. It takes him a second to recognize me, but then his eyebrows shoot up his forehead and he trots over to me.

"Sydney!" he slurs. He trips on air and I catch his tall figure before he splatters to the ground.

"You caught me." he smiles. "You just saved... mah life!" he giggles.

"I totally did." I giggle back. He's a bubbly drunk.

"What can I ever do to repay you?"

"You can dance with me Hemmings."

"No problem Hemmings."

We make our way to the center of the dance floor, which is a bad idea because Luke can barely stay on his feet.

"Your ring is so pretty." he giggles. "You're welcome for that."

"Thank you very much."

Luke grabs my hips and starts to sway but the song changes.

I spin around to face Luke, recognizing the song that just came on and a lightning bolt of excitement shoots up my spine. His eyes light up as Oliver's voice overtakes that place.

The chorus comes and Luke and I are already pounding our fists in the air.

"So you can beat me black and blue!" we scream. We both stop jumping and plant our feet.

We dance to this song all the time, and now our dance moves are going to be shared with the world.

"EVERY SCAR WILL BUILD MY THRONNEE!" we scream, acting like we are Superman and pretend to rip our shirts open, revealing our Superman symbol.

We both die laughing as Mikey runs over to us and starts dancing and jumping around with us. More people gather around us and go crazy along with us.

When Throne is over, I'm dripping sweat and the salt is stinging my eyes but I really dont care. Stressed Out by Twenty One Pilots comes on. I am in love with the beat of this song and instantly sway.

"Wish we could turn back time." I mumble along. Luke places his hands roughly on my hips and pulls me close to him. I laugh and bite my lip as I trail my fingers down his forearm. He starts swaying with me and I scoot in closer to him, my ass resting below his waistline.

His lips lower to my ear.

"You're so beautiful." he whispers, his warm breath giving me chill bumps. He notices and giggles.

"You're pretty hot too."

"Duh." he breathes, pressing his lips behind my ear. I laugh at his cockiness as his lips move steadily along my neck.

"You should tell your pants that it's not polite to point." I laugh as I feel a bulge against my ass.

"Get a room." someone says in our direction. Luke whips his head around and so do I.

It's only Ashley. She's resting under Ashton's arm. He's red faced from laughing so hard.

Luke chuckles a "fuck you" as we make our way over to them.