english class | l.h.

chapter fifteen

"Did Ashton let you out of his sight for a minute, is that why you just came rushing to me?" He laughed. He looked disgusted because of Darcy being in the same room as him. "Calum called me, made me get over here." Darcy said, leaning against the close door.

"So Ashton does not even know you are here?" He scoffed, staring at the girl. It was then that he realized she was wearing his t-shirt. "That's mine." He said, a finger pointing at it. "It is." Darcy whispered. "You are such a two faced b-" Luke said, getting up and walking over to Darcy.

Before he could finish his sentence, she slapped his cheek. "You are drunk, you don't mean that." She said, staring right in to his eyes. "I always tell the truth when I'm drunk, babydoll." He smirked, his face only a few inches away from hers. He didn't even react to his cheek that was turning red, like he was numb.

"Stop it." Darcy said, Luke pushed her against the wall and held her arms above her hands. "Luke, this is not the real you." She said and pushed his chest away from her. He stumbled back and hit the bed, he fell down.

It was like that made him realize where he was, he pulled his knees to his chest and a single tear rolled down his cheek. Darcy bit the inside of her cheek and saw how vulnerable he was. She kneeled down in front of him and grabbed his hands. He needed to sober up, and she was going to help him how he helped her.

She pulled him on his feet and helped him take off his hoodie and t-shirt. Darcy bit her lip slightly when she pulled off his shoes and undid his belt. She just wanted to help him, she had seen his boxers before, when she slept at his place, this was just completely different.

His hands held on to hers when she helped him in to the bed, pulling the covers over him and tucking him in. Luke's eyes were already closed so she kissed his forehead. A small smile appeared on his lips and she walked over to the door.

"Wait." Luke groaned, making Darcy turn around and stare back at him. "Join me." He said softly. Darcy nodded and walked over to the bed, taking off her shoes and jeans and she got in besides him.

He wrapped his arms around her waist, pulled her in to his side and laid his chin on her shoulder. Darcy played with his hair and he had fallen asleep in less than one second.

But even though Darcy was just as tired, she could not sleep. It might have been from the strong alcohol smell he had hanging around him, or just because she was breaking so many rules all at once.

After thirty minutes of Luke's snoring, the door softly opened and Calum and Michael appeared in the door frame. They widened their eyes slightly but then calmed down again. "It's the only way he calmed down." She whispered when they walked in. "He's been asleep for at least half an hour." She then continued.

"Please don't tell Ashton, he'll kill me." She said desperately. "We won't, Calum's going to tell him you came over." Michael said, staring at her. He quickly looked away and then they got up again, "I guess Luke will skip school anyways so you can just stay here how long you like, it's four in the morning anyways." Calum said and then they walked out of the room and left the two alone again.

Luke moved a little bit but nuzzled his head closer in to Darcy's chest who was beginning to feel a little uncomfortable. She could not just leave, but she didn't want to stay here. She made a decision, deciding she should head home.

Slowly but surely, she got out of Luke's grip and pushed a pillow in his arms. She put on her jeans, shoes and jacket. She slowly walked out of the room and down the hall, Calum's door was open and she saw him and Michael passed out on his bed. She would text them in the morning.

She walked down the stairs slowly and then left the house. Quickly, in fast steps she headed home. Darcy groaned when she realized she had to climb up the balcony ladder again to get in to her room.

When she arrived in her room, she quickly stripped out of her clothing yet again and headed back in to her bed.

Darcy felt like she was dying inside, she felt so lifeless and numb because of Luke. He was tearing her apart the same way she was doing that to him.