Baby Project || 5sos

six

I was beyond furious with Luke, leaving me waiting for three fucking hours and throw a party, blowing me off completely, when it was him who made the plans in the first place!

Darcie stopped crying, content with the pacifier I had in my pocket. The drive was short, so when we got to his driveway, I quickly got out of the car. Seeing it was true, lights beaming out of his house, music blaring from the windows, the distinct smell of illegal alcohol and drugs.

I went straight to my house, dropping my things off, and went with Darcie to Luke's party prepared to ask for her bag and an apology.

I changed my clothes, trying my best to blend in with the crowd with my red crew neck and tight black leggings.

Right when I entered his house, I was overwhelmed by the party, the sounds, the smell, the lights.

"Who invited her?" "What the fuck is she doing here?" "Nerd alert" I heard murmurs of my presence being alerted by many.

I walked towards the living room, just wanting to find Luke and get what I came in for. Instead Darcie started crying, earning me rude and weird stares from people. She needed her food, fast.

I asked around for Luke, hoping they could help me, but instead they ignored me as if I was nothing.

Darcie started beeping signifying that she was dying, no food for more than five hours now! I'm going to fail, and my parents are going to see, I won't get into Stanford- so many thoughts going through my mind as I tried my best to calm Darcie down, weaving through the crowd, tears springing out of my tears.

Party goers are not helping, getting out their phones chasing Darcie and I teasing and laughing at us. One guy came over to me and poured a bottle of vodka, I shielded Darcie from getting to wet, getting some in my mouth, disliking the bitter taste.

"Luke, help please. Stop! Get away!" I cried out trying desperately to swat away the people advancing and to calm the doll down, the beeping getting louder. I could already feel my future slipping away, I crumbled to the ground screaming, as people around me just laughed and took more pictures and videos throwing things at me.

"What the fuck is going on?" I heard someone shout, I glanced up my vision blurry from all the tears and the vodka stinging my eyes.

"Shannen?" I recognized Luke's voice, and him helping me up.

"Feed Darcie please." I cried out, getting on my knees falling apart. I was in front of probably most of the student body, I had nothing left to lose.

"Let's go to my room." He told me weaving through the crowd forming, and led me to his room.

"What were you thinking! You knew they woul-" He started shouting at me but stopped when he saw me looking through Darcie's bag, feeding her the milk.

"She was about to die, out there! You told me to meet you outside the gates, I waited for three hours." I sighed my voice cracking towards the end.

"Calum called me and he told me he wanted to throw a party, I'm so sorry, I should have told you." He said sitting down next to me.

"We were about to fail the project." I muttered, breathing in and out, relieved that Darcie was eating.

"Why do you care so much?" He asked me, walking over the drawers finding me something to wear.

"If I don't get into Stanford then that's it. I would get stuck here forever, my life will be here. I can't let that happen, I will kill myself if that happens." I replied seriously, wiping the tears from my eyes.

"Do you hate this town that much? Stanford is hundreds of miles away." He pointed out throwing me one of his plain black shirts.

"I love the town, I hate the people." I corrected him, dropping Darcie to his bed, and walked towards his restroom to change.

"I'm really sorry, Shannen." He apologized gripping my arm, preventing me from going to the bathroom.

"No, Luke. I'm sorry. I'm sorry for myself, I'm sorry for you, and your poor excuse of a personality. I'm sorry!" I yelled, yanking my arms away from him.

I walked in the bathroom, removing my soaked red crew-neck and black leggings replacing it with Luke's oversized black shirt. It went up to mu thighs as I looked over his bathroom drawers and found some boxers to put on.

I went outside, finding Luke waiting for me in the doorway.

"Shannen, I really didn't mean for that to happen." He apologized again, grabbing ahold of my hands.

"Whatever Luke, when is the parry ending?" I asked him wanting to get out of this hell hole.

"Not till tomorrow, you can sleep here if you want." He offered smiling at me.

"Or I can jump out the window and take my chances of a few broken bones." I remarked still angry with him.

"I will make everyone leave okay? But for the mean while, just rest here first." He assured me getting up and heading towards the door.

I heard commotion downstairs and chose to ignore it, lying down on his bed, and admiring his ceiling. It was very similar to mine except his had more glow stars that brightened the dark room, and instead of the quote, it said, "LS". I didn't think he would keep our initials on his ceilings, but thinking about us being good friends make me cry.

I closed my eyes, letting sleep and exhaustion take over me from all that happened today.

Next to me was a stuffed penguin, I cuddled with it, identifying Luke's scent from it, and I cried for what seemed like the thousandth time today. Falling asleep to the sound of crashing glass, and the feeling and scent of the stuffed animal.

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