university ☼ hemmings [a.u]

Six ; See you in Creative Writing.

When Quinn walked out of the bathroom, Kaylee stormed out of the dorm room they were dancing in. "Are you okay!?" she exclaimed, looking at her in worry. Quinn nodded and let out a deep sigh. "I just got sick because of the drink. I'm fine," she told her best friend, who was bouncing on her toes anxiously.

Kaylee eyed her suspiciously and walked past her into the bathroom. Quinn shrugged it off and walked back into the dorm room, where Michael and Calum were sitting in the chairs she and Luke were sitting in earlier.

When they saw her walk in, they immediately jumped out of their seats. "What happened?" Michael asked quickly, putting his hands on Quinn's shoulders to comfort her. He was closer than usual, but he was a little drunk.

"I just got sick because of my drink," Quinn repeated, getting a little annoyed of everyone. She took a step back so Michael's hands dropped from her shoulders. A twinge of hurt flashed in his eyes a quick second, but Quinn didn't care at the moment. All she wanted to do was leave. Her head was throbbing and she felt like she was going to throw up again.

"Can we just leave? I have an early class tomorrow, anyway," she basically begged the two boys. They nodded and started out of the dorm. Kaylee was standing in the doorway, her hair messy. A Blink-182 song came on and Calum basically squealed. "Ooh! Can we stay for this song!?"

"No!" Quinn, Kaylee, and Michael said all said at once. His shoulders slumped a frown formed on his face as he reluctantly followed the group out of the room and down the hall to the elevators. Waiting at the elevators was none other than Luke. Quinn rolled her eyes and heard Michael groan quietly to himself.

The down button was already pushed and the group slowed to a halt a couple of feet behind him. Luke glanced halfheartedly behind his shoulder and his blue eyes landed on Quinn. She avoided eye contact and stared straight ahead as the elevator door slid open.

Luke grumbled something under his breath and walked directly to the corner. He leaned on the wall and pulled out his phone, not even caring about pressing the ground floor button. The group followed behind him and Michael slammed his hand on the button.

The door slid closed and an awkward silence fell upon the five of them. "So.. great party, right?" Calum attempted to break the silence, chuckling slightly. The only reply was Luke tapping furiously on his phone.

"Shut up, Calum," Kaylee muttered, her arms crossed tightly over her chest. Her brown eyes were narrow and she would glance at Luke every once in awhile, as if preparing herself if he was to make a move.

The elevator stopped on the ground level and the group of four basically ran out of it, leaving Luke behind. They pushed the doors of the Jefferson dorm building open and walked out into the cool night. Quinn sighed with relief, until Luke called her name. "Good lord."

"Quinn!" Luke yelled from the doors. The group stopped and turned to look at the blonde boy with confused looks on their faces. Quinn crossed her arms impatiently as he walked up to her.

"I'm sorry about tonight," he said quietly, glancing at the other three so they wouldn't listen in.

Quinn cocked an eyebrow, as if waiting for him to continue. Luke let out a breath and scratched the back of his neck. "I mean, I'm sorry about what I said earlier. About you being beautiful. I'm kinda drunk and it was uncalled for, especially in this situation," Luke told her, shooting a look up at Michael, who was staring daggers at him.