The blue eyed Australian (L.H) {ON HOLD}

Chapter 4

(Courtney's POV)

Luke walked me home last night. He stayed for a while, just until my dad had gotten home from work. My mom hasn't been in the picture in a long time. She died when I was four years old.

  My family is broken, but still good. Maybe that is the reason why I am so bad at being in any relationship. I trust people too easily, also. I don't find things curious at the right times, not 'till it's too late.

I couldn't sleep last night, though I was extremely tired. I was too excited about today. Luke said last night that I would get to meet his friends today. I don't want to meet many new people, but these people are the rest of 5sos.

I paced around my room, thinking of what to wear. Starring into my closet. I think about my choices. I could either wear a dress, or a pair of black skinny jeans and a 'My chemical romance' t-shirt.

  I decided to go with the 'My chemical romance' outfit. My style isn't the best for a seventeen year old girl from London, but I am comfortable, so... who cares?

  I went into the bathroom. Stripping from last night's clothes, I turned the shower knob on. I made sure the water temperature was just hot enough so I could feel the burn on my skin.

  I felt the hot water stream down my back. After about fifteen minutes under the hot current of water, I turned the shower knob off, and hopped out of the shower.

  I dried off my now wet body, and exited the bathroom. I got into my under garment before putting on my clothes. My black skinny jeans clinged to my thighs.

  After I was dressed, I blow dryed my hair. Straightening my hair, I thought about what today's events might consist of. I put my makeup on after I was done with my hair.

  I applied black, liquid eye liner to the rim of my eyelids. Meanwhile, I curled my lashes, and coated them with mascara. My lips were generally pale, so I put light red, cherry flavored lip gloss on them.

  After looking in the mirror, at my hideous reflection, I said to myself,"That will have to do," and then walked out of my room, and into the living room to leave out the front door.

  I waited for Luke on my front step. My thoughts running wild. Will they like me? What would they think of me? I just don't want them to think I'm a crazed fan that stalks them.

  I see Luke walking up my driveway as I picked my head up from my phone. "Ready to go?" he asked.

  "Yea, let's go," I said in return.