Chapter 18 - drunk POV's

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Luke's POV:
you had gone clubbing with a couple of friends.
Text messages:
Princess👅😍: hey uuu
You: hey princess
Princess 👅😍: I'm not a princess I'm a fucking queeeen
You: yes you are a queen baby when r u coming home???
Princess👅😍: why uuu give me these names I'm not a baby I don't cry or wee in my pants and yyyy do u hv sooo many ???? Did I do something wrong
You: ok u don't cry your just y/n. because I was asking a question
Princess👅😍: who's y/n I'm Jess
You: bye
Princess👅😍: no don't go I will cry
You: I thought u sed only babies cry
You: ok I'm coming to collect you

Your POV:
He collects you and carries you over his back and places you in the passenger seat in the car.
He had his hand on your leg the whole car ride and had to carry you in not only because you where drunk but you also fell asleep during the car ride
Luke had not come home yet. He said he was staying at the boys for sometime and will be home late but you hadn't got a text in a while so you decided to go down their apartment and see for yourself. It looked like someone had a party of some sort and you work in trying to find any of the boys or Luke at all you didn't find anyone and laid on a couch in the middle of everyone dancing and screaming until someone's hands where around you. "Luke." You shout before turning around and seeing Calum "where's Luke Calum." "Forget him lets go dance." Many people started leaving by now and Luke still didn't show but Ashton and Michael where here. Calum persuaded you to dance it was an empty house with you dancing and 3 boys. Luke finally shows up practically demolished with his drunk squint "babe can we go home." He says towards Michael "he's sure!" You both walk out and as you walk out he says in front of the guys "babbbbeee I was thinking tht maybe we should do it tonight becauseif we really think about it we haven't done it in a reallllly long time." The boys in the back start laughing as you walk out with him embarrassed. He ended up falling asleep anyway the ministry you got home.

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