(Luke's POV)
The show that I've been waiting for is finally starting up and I can't focus on it for one second. I keep getting distracted by that girl I spilled my drink on.
Why did I have to go and fuck up and spill my drink on literally the prettiest girl in here? There are so many people, but no not them, only her. And of course I had to spill it on here just a few seconds before I was going to get enough courage to talk to her.
Man, I screwed up. Bad. She may not have said much, but her anger towards me was more than apparent. As the time passed, I noticed that she was drinking to release her frustration. It's only been half an hour and she's already had 5 and a half drinks. Not to mention she seems to be getting a little sloppy and is throwing herself all over this disgusting guy who can't seem to keep his hand off of her ass.
Shaking my head I try to take my eyes off of her an focus on the music and keep up with Ashton babbling away next to me. Another 20 minutes go by and I notice that she's nowhere to be seen. I start looking around the crowd and spot her leading that asshole out the front door. No fucking way.
"I mean, that's a good-"
I cut him off mid sentence, "Ashton. I gotta go for a second"
He groans, "Is it that girl that you've been stalking for the past hour?"
Ignoring his question I just nod and take off after her. I don't know where her friend went but he did a terrible job of looking after her. I see her start to get into her car with the guy hot on her heels.
"Hey!"
She looks up with a confused expression on her face that instantly turns into annoyance. She chooses to ignore me and so I go up to her and take her drink and keys from her hands. There is no way in hell she's going anywhere with this creep let alone driving.
She tone is harsh, "Oh, I see. You came out here to ruin my fun and now you want to throw another drink on me, huh?"
Startled, I'm at a loss for words.
"No...not at all."
This guy who seems to be all muscles and no brain pipes in, "Who the hell are you and why are you here?"
"Um, I'm Luke. And" as I try to come up with a lie I run my fingers through my hair. "And this is my girlfriend you're trying to run off with so I suggest that you just go back inside and find another wasted girl to take advantage of" The look that I receive would have scared me more if I didn't have to look down at him.
He puts his hands up in surrender, "Sorry man, didn't know this was your girl" He leaves and goes back into the show that I so desperately want to be at.
"So...Luke." She emphasizes my name. "Why are you running around acting like I'm a child that needs to be taken care of?" Her words are slurred and she's holding onto her car door for stability.
"Because. You are a pretty, naive girl and I'm not going to let you get taken advantage of by some rude guy. Not to mention you're wasted."
She scoffs, "I am not wasted."
I nod along, "Sure you're not. Okay, how about you let me take you home?"
She gives me an uneasy state and reluctantly agrees. She gives me her address as I plug it into my phone. I start up her car and start following the directions.
"Obviously you know my name, so what's yours?"
"Well..." She seems unsure.
"I swear I'm not going to steal your identity or anything. I'm just curious as to what your name is, that's all"
That seemed to make her relax a bit, she giggles, " My name's Rosalie, but I prefer Rose".
I nod, "Rose, huh?"
"Mhmm" as I look over to her she seems to be asleep.
To help pass time, I turn the radio on soft and am relieved to hear the 1975 cd start up. I mean if I can't be there I might as well listen to the music. I start softly singing along and it seems like we get to her house way too soon.
I grab her keys and go to unlock the front door. Going back to the car, I debate whether I should wake her up or not. She's had a lot to drink, so I decide to let her sleep. I do my best to pick her up gently enough that she doesn't wake up. Her body is warm against mine as she grabs onto my shirt and nuzzles her head into my chest. I can't help but smile at this strange girl I'm holding. I quickly shut the door and after a few minutes I'm able to figure out which room is hers. Looking around her room, I spot a pen and paper and quickly scribble a note down and place it next to her sleeping body.
As I walk downstairs and out the front door I realize that I drove her car and have no ride now. Shit. I look down to see that I have 5 missed calls from Ashton. I quickly dial him back. He picks up after the second ring.
"Luke! Where did you go?! The show ended and I can't find you anywhere"
"Umm...I'm at that girls house and I have no way to get home. Can you pick me up?"
There is absolute silence. "Please?"
A loud groan comes through the speaker, "Fine. Give me the damn address."
