City boy {Lashton}

The Party

Weed, sex and alcohol were some of the few smells that filled Luke's nose as he stepped through the front door of yet another strangers home. Now some people would find it down right absurd to go to an absolute strangers house to party but not Luke this was a normal everyday thing for him.

Luke wasn't necessarily your average teenager and that was all thanks to his dad who was one of the biggest entrepreneurs to ever exist in Sydney, Australia. Andrew Hemmings owned several of the most popular fast food chains in the country and to be honest Luke hated and somewhat loved it. He hated the fact he was only know for being the son of his rich daddy and he loved it because it came with a lavish lifestyle.

But regardless of that he loved to party. When he partied it made him forget all about his rich kid problems and made him feel at ease. He was able to leave the real world and enter a different one where everything was easier and way more fun.

When he fully entered the house Luke headed straight for the liquor table because what's a party without a little booze?

"Damn Luke those jeans are hugging your body in all the right places." Calum (Luke's best friend of 10 years) said while shifting his eyes up and down the lanky blondes body. Luke was quick to roll his eyes in a playful manner of course, and reach for a tiny shot glass that had tequila filled to the brim.

"That's why I wore them. I was hoping Michael notices that too." He mumbled out as he opened his mouth and let the somewhat strong liquor slide down his throat.

Now for this specific party Luke came here for one reason and one reason only and that was to fuck Michael Clifford.

Luke was known for being promiscuous. And he didn't mind it one bit. Who cares if people thought he was slut. When he had sex with different guys it was kind of like owning a trophy and he was honest to god so proud of himself when he added a new trophy to the collection.

And his new addition will be Michael Clifford. He was sure of it.

Michael Clifford was literally a walking God and not only was he wanted by girls but boys as well. Thank the lord that he's bi, but in most cases guys envied him and girls wanted to hook up with him. He literally had people falling to his knees with just the snap of his fingers and boy did Luke want to be on his knees in front of Michael.

"Woah slow down buddy. You won't be able to walk straight if you keep drinking that." The dark haired boy said to his friend. Luke was literally downing drink after drink and currently he was sipping on a corona because he liked to be drunk. What was the point of escaping your world if you still remembered some of it? He ignored Calum's comment though and just focused on the drinks that were in front of him at the moment.

"Blondie don't look now but Michael's eyeing you like you're the last piece of stake on a buffet table." Luke snapped himself out of his thoughts and looked up at Calum. He watched as he pointed in the direction of where Michael was standing and he indeed was looking at Luke as if he was tonight's meal.

And that didn't bother Luke one bit.

Michael stood across the room pressed against the wall sipping on a freshly opened beer. His gaze on the blonde boy never faltered and you could tell just how badly he wanted him. Luke had stopped his excessive drinking by then and turned to face the red headed boy. He stared back at him with just as much intensity in his eyes but neither of them moved. If Michael really wanted Luke he would have to make the first move and that he did.