"Okay, see you in 10" I said and hung up the phone with Bell. She had just finished getting ready and we were already about 20 minutes off schedule. I grabbed my purse and went to our key tray to find that my keys are missing. "Damn it Luke" I mumbled. I looked outside to see that his car was gone, so was Aunt Liz's. I ran upstairs to Luke's room to find it empty. I searched around, finding a few things I never wanted to see in the process. I took my phone out of my back pocket and rang Luke.
It took four rings. "Yes Katrina?" he said answering. That bitch. "Luke where the hell are my keys?" I asked trying to sound intimidating, secretly knowing I'm failing miserably. "I have them. I like the green fluffy thing." I could hear the smirk on his face making me want to slap him even more than I already do. "Luke come on" I groaned. "You do know I have plans for tonight."
"Trust me Kat, I know. And that's the fun of it" he said before hanging up. "What a dick" I said to myself. I texted Arabella to explain what happened. Luckily she answered right away and said she'd pick me up so we didn't have to cancel. Our dinner reservation was at 6:30 and it was now 6:17. I locked the door before walking out and waiting in my driveway.
I saw her silver car pull in and I rushed over and got into the passenger seat, greeting her and our friends Elena and Rose who were sat in the back. "You seem stressed, Luke again?" Ross asked, obviously Bell didn't explain why they had to pick me up. "Unfortunately" I sighed.
When we got to the restaurant I decided to push all thoughts of Luke out of my mind and have a nice time with my friends, and it felt great.
*Luke*
I threw Katrina's keys up in the air and caught them repeatedly as I lie on the floor of Michael's bedroom. "So Cal, hows Amy?" I asked with a wink and sat up. His cheeks turned a light shade of red. "She's fine I guess" he paused trying to repress his blush. I smirked to myself and looked down at the fluffy green ball attached to Katrina's keys, that thing was magical.
"Why do you have those" Michael asks mid-yawn. "Pissing off my cousin is my forte" I winked. "What are we gonna do next?" I pondered aloud, hoping the boys would give me some suggestions. Everyone shrugged, not caring in the slightest. "You guys are boring, never have I ever?" I suggested. "Sure" they all said in unison.
Michael ran downstairs and grabbed a bottle of tequila and 4 shot glasses. "Since we plan on having a good night, hold up 10 fingers" Ash said with a devilish grin. "Actually you only have 8 fingers... 2 thumbs" Calum corrected. "Whatever just hold up both hands" Ash said rolling his eyes.
Halfway through the game, Michael only had 1 finger left. This kid has done some crazy shit. "Never have I ever gotten with someone over 23" Calum said. Michael and I both took a shot and Mike was out. Ash had 6 left and Calum had 8.
When the game was done we all did one last shot, you know, for good luck.
We all sat around for hours having deep conversations and occasionally smoking but that's irrelevant.
"Shit" I said looking at the clock realizing it was nearly midnight and I lived 20 minutes away. "I gotta go guys" I said grabbing my keys, wallet and phone. "Bye" they all said in unison as I left the room and walked out to my car.
*Katrina*
I had just gotten back and settled on the couch when Luke came through the door. "Luke where are my keys?" I sighed and stood up, walking over to him. The smell of alcohol and smoke hit me like a ton of bricks. "What the hell" I said covering my mouth and nose. "I left them at Mikey's" he said, slightly slurring. I nodded even though I wanted to punch the shit out of him.
