Sorry Dad. (Luke Hemmings Fan Fiction)

Chapter 10

Luke's POV

I drive and I have no idea what I'm going to do. It's already 11:30 and I know for a fact I can't take her back to her house. I will get in trouble and she surely will get in trouble. She's fucking passed out in the backseat of her car because she's intoxicated so I can't just take her home.

I pull over to the side of the road to think things through. I still have adrenaline pumping through my veins after witnessing Calum feeling up on Avery. I wanted to kill him so bad and still do. Who does he think he is touching an her like that. Avery and I aren't super close but I still won't allow anyone touching her wrong, talking to her wrong, or doing anything wrong. I just can't live with myself if anything bad happened to her. She is just to innocent and doesn't deserve that kind of treatment.

I shouldn't have taken her to that fucking party. What if she never trust me because of this? I know she is going to get in a big trouble because of this too. I always fuck things up. Why do I always have to fuck up things?

I'm just happy that I stopped it before anything else happened. I almost didn't even go to look for her. I should have never let her drink and leave my sight. Fuck! This is all my fucking fault.

I'm just going to take her home with me. She has no where else to go. I start the car once again and head to my house. I just hope I don't fuck up anything else

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"Luke, where the hell have you been? And is that Avery?" my mom ask as I swing the front door open with Avery in my arms sleeping.

"I fucked things up mom, yet again. Avery has to stay her tonight." I reply as I set her down on the couch so I can talk to my mom.

"What did you do now Luke?" my mom asks worried.

"We were at a party and she got drunk. It's really a long story mom. Can I tell you later and just get her to bed?" I ask.

"Yeah, but I want an explanation tomorrow." my mom says while proceeding back to her room.

"Okay." I mumble and head back to Avery.

I'm not going to leave her on the couch because she will probably freak out once she wakes up. I don't even think she has ever seen my living room.

I carry her up to my room and swing open the door. I rest her on my bed and get myself dressed. I pull of my shirt and slide on some basketball shorts. I look over at Avery and I realize she can't sleep in that uncomfortable dress. I don't know whether to dress her not because it might be a little awkward. I really don't give a fuck though; I'm not going to molest her like Calum did.

I pull out a black t shirt from my dresser and some of my boxers. I walk over to Avery and she is deep in sleep. She probably won't even know what I'm doing. I attempt to pull off her dress but it is so fucking tight on her. How do girls wear these? I finally pull it off and there lies a half naked Avery on my bed. I try so hard to not stare but she does have a nice body. Her breasts spill out of her white bra and she is wearing the pink thong I saw when she dropped it on the floor. All her curves are stunning. I quickly peel my eyes away as I know she would not approve of me raking her body up and down.

I lift up her torso to put her shirt on. She is like a rag doll as her body freely moves around as I try to pull the shirt over her exposing skin. I finally pull it over her top half and it's a little big but it works. I then pull up the boxers up her legs and see her ass exposed completely. I try not to look and proceed to pull up the boxers. Once I'm finished, I tuck her under my covers and let her rest.