What Can Go Wrong// A Luke Hemmings Fanfic

Decisions

  After I had finished cleaning up the kitchen, I went into Michael an I's room, picking up out clothes and putting them in a pile so they could be washed instead of being scattered around the room carelessly. After 21 Guns by Green Day came on, on of my old favorite songs came on. It was called Lost it to Trying by Son Lux (for anyone who hasn't heard the song it's at the top). I had totally forgotten about this song, I didn't even know it was still in my phone.

  "What will we do now we've lost it to trying, we've lost it to trying!" I sang as loud as I could.

  When I picked up the very last piece of clothing and tossed it into the pile, another one of my old favorite songs came on, towards the sun by Rihanna (just look it up).

  I started singing to that too when I heard a laugh from behind me, making me scream, grab my hairbrush that was sitting on the bed and throw it in the direction of whoever laughed.

  I saw Luke and Ashton standing there, the hairbrush simply bounced off Luke's chest, landing on the floor.

  "Whoops, sorry. I thought you guys were here to kill me." I said as my face turned red.

  "Well now we know you can defend yourself, knock them out with your mighty hairbrush." Ashton said and laughed.

  "Yeah well if you don't watch it I might just decide that you're my next target and use a knife instead and trust me, I wouldn't miss." I said in a serious tone, the look on his face was priceless.

  "I'm kidding, jeez." I said and went to walk into the bathroom to clean up in there but Luke stopped me.

  "Well we didn't just come in here to bother you, we came to tell you that all five of us are going to a club tonight to celebrate our new album, so be ready around nine so we can leave cause it's kinda far." He said and was about to leave but this time I stopped him.

  "Ok well first, I'm not old enough to go to a club, I'm only sixteen, second, I would have no idea what to wear and third, I don't think I would wanna go anyway."

  "When you're with us they don't care about how old someone is, they just let us in, one of us could help you find something and please come this is a really big deal, we want you with us." He pleaded. His face was just too damn cute to resist.

  "Does Mikey know? If he's not totally on board with this then I'm not going." I said, knowing that it wasn't worth an argument with my brother.

  "He knows, he suggested that you come with us. He knows that none of us will let anything happen to you." He smiled.

  "Fine, but I'm seriously gonna need help with my outfit cause I have no clue idea what to wear." I caved in, thinking that it might be fun.

  "Calum has the best fashion sense of all of us, when you need him just ask." He said, although they all seemed to know fashion pretty well.

  "Ok, but tell him he doesn't have to help me. I can ask a friend." I still felt kinda uncomfortable around Calum.

  "It's fine, he'd be happy to. We won't be leaving for awhile but he's not gonna be busy anytime soon so just let him know." Luke said, his voice sounding sweet. I nodded and they left.

  When I was done straightening up my clothes, I checked the time. 6:00. Where does the time go.

  I walked out of my room and into the kitchen, seeing nobody but hearing four loud voices shouting in the next room. I sighed and walked over to the door, mentally preparing myself for getting a boy's opinion on what to wear at a club.

  I timidly open the door. The video game paused and all four pairs of eyes turned to me with looks of expectation.

  "Um, I need help." I said in a small voice. They looked confused for a split second before they all realized what I was talking about. Calum got up and we walked to my room together.

  "Ok so what kind of stuff do you have?" He asked, sitting down on the edge of my bed.

  "I have no idea, you can look through this stuff and tell me what you think." I said and slid my suitcase over to him. He looked through it all and occasionally pulled out an article of clothing.

  He was rummaging through my clothes when he pulled out a hot pink, cheetah print push-up bra. "This definitely needs to be worn tonight." He said and I quickly snatched it from him, my cheeks heating up.

  "Well I found a couple things that can be considered so go out these on and show me." He said, handing me a stack of clothes that seemed like there was barely any fabric there.

  I went and changed quickly. I'll admit, the outfit was very club-like. There was one problem. It was tight, my ass was half showing and my midriff was showing.

I didn't want to, but I walked out of the bathroom to show Calum my outfit. "I don't like this, Cal."

"Why not? I think you look really h-good. Nice. You look nice." He said, looking slightly nervous.

"Can I just try on something else? Maybe something less tight and revealing." I said as he handed me something else.

"You'll stick out if you aren't wearing something tight and revealing. Now go try that." He said and I walked into the bathroom.

This time, he picked and equally tight, equally revealing black dress. It was short and the neckline was cut extremely low. I didn't even know I had this.

"This is definitely a no. This is even worse. We've went backwards. Try again." I said, eager to pull off the dress.

This went on for a couple more outfits until I decided the first outfit was the best and moved on. By then it was 6:45.

I took a quick shower and did my typical routine with a bit more effort, which was blow drying my hair, curling it, doing my makeup, which included eyeshadow and liner, and got dressed.

By then, it was 9:15 and I was walking through my bedroom door. The boys were sitting there, and they all looked good. Their heads turned toward me and jaws dropped. Except Mikey's. His clenched.

"What the hell, Calum? Why would pick that out!" He said in an angry tone.

"Woah woah there little fella." I started, "I have you guys to protect me. I'll be fine." I said as they stood up and got ready to leave.

"You look really good, Sky." Luke said as we walked down the hallway and into the elevator. I thanked him, of course, and as we walked through the doors of the hotel, Michael yelled, "WHAT COMES AFTER PART B EVERYBODY?"

Even though he got no reply, he yelled just as excitedly, "PARTAAAYYYYYY." (Ain't I funny)

This was going to be a long, but hopefully fun, night.

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HEY GUYS IM BACK.
OMG GUYS I AM SO VERY SORRY. My phone broke and I got a new one for Christmas so I typed up a chapter for you guys. I even felt so bad I made a polyvore outfit just for he chapter. I know I said there was gonna be a little surprise in this chapter but it would be wayyyyyyy too long so I'm gonna work on getting the next chapter published really soon.
Anywho, how was this chapter? I'm a little out of practice but I tried, so if it suck then please tell me asap.
Oh, are any of you Jacksepticeye fans cuz I got totally addicted to him and now I can't stop watching his videos.

Sorry for this really long A/N, but I had lots of explaining to do.

Sincerely,
Shelby