Luke's P.O.V.
"Oi! Cal just texted and said they'll be here in 5," Ashton says.
"Do you think she'll like the party?" I yell over the music. Ash nods his head and and goes to the window pulling back the curtains to reveal they have arrived. Ash and I push past some people and head outside to greet them. I personally think 20 people at this house is too much, but Ashton thinks it's not enough.
Mike and Cal step out of the car first, since they sat in front, whilst Sky steps out from the back. "Where's the girl?" Ashton says to bluntly. Skylar motions for us to go inside saying Sam is a bit nervous and to tone down the party a little bit inside. The boys go in while Skylar and I stay outside. She told me to go in but I just sat on the steps to the front porch while she went over to the car to assure Sam it was okay to come out now. I turned my head a little bit to see what all the noise was inside when I hear Sky telling me to greet Sam. "He-," I begin but stop when I turn around. Dang, she's gorgeous. I realize I was staring for a bit too long and stutter out, "uh s-sorry, hey, I'm Luke," I say holding my hand out while using the other to rub the back of my neck. "H-hi, I'm Samantha, but you can call me Sam if you want." She replies nervously while shaking my hand quickly then looking at her shoes. Which might I add she has on black Vans with a cool F.O.B. crop-top (with a jacket over it) and white skinny jeans that go from white to teal, which matches the shirt considering the writing is in teal.
She just looks so, I can't even explain. Compared to her, I look like nothing.
Sam's P.O.V.
"How are you liking the party?" Skylar asks me in a mothering tone. "Um, it's okay. You guys didn't have to do this for me though. Thank you anyways." She smiled and nodded her head while sitting down next to me on the couch. I looked over into the kitchen to see I think Luke was his name? Yeah, but he's, I don't know. He seemed nice, probably faking though. Normally, that's what it is. I decided I could use a few beers so I don't feel so overwhelmed.
"Oh shut up Sammy! Just drink already!" He yelled at me.
I sipped at the beer and just decided wtf.
"There you go!"
6 beers and 7 shots later and my mind is actually cooperating with me. I like this feeling; freedom. Freedom from my mind for once, it feels nice. I feel a heavy weight next to me on the couch and look over to see a guy. He's really cute and blonde and not to be weird he smells kind of good. He notices me staring and he just gives me a soft smile, I return the favor and feel my stomach turning. Before I can do anything I'm vomiting all over this cute boy. Just my damn luck.
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I woke up confused as to where I was for a minute. I sat up and rubbed the sleep out of my eyes and looked around. The room looks kind of bare, with pale red walls that look kind of pink I guess. I pull the duvet off of my body in attempt to find a bathroom. I can only imagine what I look like. I walk into a room just to find a shirtless boy eating cereal and Skylar reading.
"Umm," I say scratching my head.
"Hey, how are you feeling?" Skylar asks me sounding like a concerned mother.
"I've been better," I reply while sitting on a stool.
"Uhm, so does anyone care to tell me what happened last night?" I say in a hushed tone.
I look over to Sky awaiting an answer and she shrugs, "don't look at me, you should be asking Luke that question." I look over to see the shirtless boy smirking at me while eating Frootloops. After about 30 seconds of mindless staring Skylar announces she is going to head to work.
After me standing very awkwardly for a minute or so I went and sat across from Luke at the island. I put my head in my hands knowing how terrible I look I groan.
"Do you want anything to eat?" He asks me while I lift my head up only a little bit so we could make eye contact.
"With how I'm feeling, I think if I ate anything I would throw it all back up," I say before realizing how gross that sounds.
I lift my head up all the way and look over to see that he is still smirking at me.
"What?" I ask with my voice squeaking a bit more than it should have.
He puts his hands up in defense, "hey, I was just observing," he laughs.
"Observing what exactly?" I question, honestly not knowing what he is about to say to me. He gives the cockiest grin I think I've ever seen.
He smirks and almost says to himself, "how beautiful you are." I know I shouldn't, but I scoff not wanting to hear these lies, but at the same time I feel my face heat up a little bit.
I look down and push some of my hair out of my face; behind my ear.
"Um, yeah. I'm going to go and wash up," I mumble heading up the stairs to my bedroom. Without even looking at my surroundings I walk in just to realize that this is most definitely not my room. "Michael....," I hear Skylar moan. "Oh...," I say turning around and closing the door. Okay then.
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Left Behind
Fanfic17 year-old Samantha Cook or better known as Sam has gone through hell and back. When something awful happens she is forced to find a place to live until she is 18. Will her aunt that she's never met be willing to let her stay? Although the aunt liv...
