Name Game // Luke Hemmings

Chapter 11

We went downstairs and outside to the charger. I just remembered Chelsea, I decided to just text her that I was leaving with someone. I was still feeling drowsy from the drink, and I couldn't even really understand what just happened.

"Are you okay?" Luke asked.

"Yeah." I said shortly, "you can just take me home."

"You're drunk, no I can't." He said back to me.

"Well then take me back to the party, I'm not going home with you."

"Hell no I'm not taking you back to that party. You can just stay at the house one more night, it's not going to kill you."

"It almost has plenty of times." I mumbled barley loud enough for him to hear me. He just rolled his eyes and kept driving. We arrived at his house, of course.

"I'm just going to sleep in the car, I'll just walk home tomorrow."

"No you're not, get out," Luke demanded.

"No, you're not the boss of me. I'm staying here." Luke rolled his eyes and got back in the car.

"What are you doing?" I asked. "If you're staying, I'm staying too." He said.

I rolled my eyes and got out of the car, "that's what I thought," he snickered. I just ignored him and kept walking.

I walked in the room I normally stay in and he stopped me, "unless you want to stay with one of the girls they brought I'd suggest you not stay in there tonight.

"Okay, well, where am I staying?" I asked.

"You can stay in my room, I'll sleep on the floor or something."

"I'll sleep on the floor, you can have your bed."

"No, You're not sleeping on the floor, I can."

"Do you just like arguing?" I asked.

"Yeah, it's fun with you." I rolled my eyes and walked out of the room.

We went to his room and he gave me shorts and a t-shirt to change into. I went into the bathroom and changed into it and came out. He had already made a pallet on the floor for him to lay on.

"I can sleep on the floor," I said when I saw him getting under the covers.

"You could join me," he smirked. He was very attractive and I could not believe I was taking up the opportunity to sleep with a guy that attractive.

"I'll pass," I said walking to the bed. "Your loss," he mumbled to himself, I just chose to ignore it.

It was 3:30 in the morning and I was still awake. I kept thinking about everything what's happened. I kept thinking about how awful this town was, and what had happened earlier. I expected to come here and make new friends and be happy but that didn't happen.

"Are you okay?" I heard come from the floor. He was talking in a really low sleepy voice that was so attractive.

"Yeah, just can't sleep."

"Anything I can do?"

"You could get me a plane ticket back to Arizona, that would be great," I laughed.

"Why? You don't like it here? You've only been here like a month." He said.

"Yeah and in that month I've almost been killed like ten times, I've almost been raped twice, I've been kidnapped, I've been drugged, and somehow I keep ending up in a house of a bunch of teenage boys that kill people for a living. Yeah, I hate it here."

"I'm sorry, we put you in an awful position. I promise I won't let anything happen to you. Brad is all talk, he says he'll do something but he won't. Haven't you noticed he lets us go every time? He only thinks out half the plan and when the rest goes wrong he doesn't know what to do. I'm not going to let him hurt you, I actually care about you." He was sitting up looking directly at me.

"Why do you care about me?" It came out of my mouth before I could even think to say it.

"If you haven't noticed yet, everyone in that school is terrified of us. No one dares to mess with us, no one talks back to us, our way is the way or there is no way. And all these years everyone has went by that. Then, you show up out of nowhere. You yell at me, and you put me in my place all the time. And when you get mad, it's so hard for me to get mad back and yell back because you're just so cute when you get mad. When you yell at me, I just can't get mad at you for it. I never thought I would feel this way about a girl, and it's scaring the shit out of me." He got up and sat beside me on the bed. "Everything you do just makes me laugh, and I just want to be around you all the time. But, I keep trying to tell myself that I can't like you and I'm obviously doing an awful job at it. I can't let a girl interfere with my work, and I sure as hell don't want you to get hurt because of my job. But, I don't think I can keep myself away from you." He was looking dead into my eyes.

"Then don't." I said barley above a whisper. As soon as I said it, he leaned in to kiss me. Our lips were moving in perfect sync when he separated my lips deepening the kiss. Before I knew it, I was laying on the bed and he was straddling me. I would be lying if I said I didn't like it, but I was probably the biggest virgin you'll ever meet. The only thing I have ever done was kissed, so everything was new to me. He started to go for my shirt until I stopped him.

"I'm sorry, I just-" he started but I cut him off.

"It's fine, I just, I'm not ready." He just simply smiled and gave me a pop kiss before crawling to the floor.

"You don't have to sleep down there Luke," I looked down at him.

"I've already told you, you're not sleeping on the floor Chloe."

"Well why don't you sleep in the bed with me?" I honestly don't know why I said it, it just came out but I didn't regret it. He smirked and got in the bed beside me. He laid down and I put my head on his shoulder and he put his arm around me. After that, I fell asleep instantly.