Lost {Punk Luke Hemmings}

Chapter 14

I sighed, opening my locker, and throwing my books inside. I was tired and I wanted to go home. I felt someone wrap their arms around me, their breath tickling my ears. 

"Hey baby." I turned my head to see Luke standing there. I smiled turning fully around to wrap my arms around his neck. Taking in his scent. I smiled at him. So happy to finally be with him. 

"Hey Lukey, would you wanna go to a party tonight with me and the boys and Chelsea?" I asked smiling at him. Our foreheads were pressed against each other, my hands on his soft cheeks. He closed eyes, he was still smiling.

"I'd rather stay home and cuddle you." My heart raced at his words. I giggled, before saying.

"I would too, but we should get out and party. And I want all the hoes to know that you're mine." I delicately kissed his perfect lips. He smiled widely at me. Before pulling away. 

"Fineeee," he whined. The warning bell rang, I kissed Luke, before separating.  I was talking to Chelsea, about the party tonight, and about Luke. When we were interrupted by hands slamming down on the table in front of us. Our eyes followed up the arms, to, Justin. 

I groaned, looking up at him. 

"What do you want?" I said annoyed with him. "Look, last week, when we were dating, you invited me to the party, but dumped me before it. There is a party tonight, and I think you owe me." He looked tired, and angry. His face was determined to get me to go. 

"I'm not going to the party with you, I'll see you there, but I'm not going to it with you. And we will not be dancing, don't even bother asking." I said sternly glaring at him. 

"C'mon Carter, one dance, please?" He begged. My eyebrows shot up in shock, he remembered my name. I looked over at Chelsea, to see her staring at him, her eyebrows furred together. 

"Wow!" I said, letting a quick laugh escape. I clapped my hands together, applauding him. 

"Wow! He actually remembered my name!" I rose from my seat, clapping. People around us stared at us. Chelsea soon popped up next to me, clapping as well. He tried to quiet us, but gave up, storming away. 

Chelsea and I dropped back to our seats, laughing when class started. 

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It was  8:00 and Chelsea was at my house getting ready. We were riding in Michaels car, with Luke. I curled my hair in big curls, and put on a tight, black crop top and tight high waisted shorts. I topped it off with red lipstick and a black eyeliner wing, as well as black heels and a plaid flannel. 

Chelsea was wearing a low cut, black blouse, that was open in the center. It was a crop top, tied at the bottom. She was wearing jean shorts, and her hair was natural and straight. 

A car beeped from outside, and we made our way towards the car. Calum and Ashton were in the back with us, Michael and Luke up front. We laughed and talked the whole way there, but Luke stayed silent.