My head was spinning and I was currently pressed up against a very attractive male who clearly had only one intention and that was to obviously get in my pants, but that was also my intention so I had no problem with it. "Come With Me Upstairs?" the hot brunette asked, which is more that what most guys did. I usually just got dragged along like a rag doll wherever the guy wanted.
I smirked at him and took his hand as he led me upstairs. I wasn't sure who's house we were at but it was huge and could probably be classified as a mansion. For as big as it was, it was still packed with people and we even struggled to get up the spiral staircase. We had almost made it to the last step on the second floor when somebody's foot was shoved in front of me and in my buzzed state I was headed face first into the crisp white carpet that surprisingly hadn't been stained yet. The boy released my hand and a pair of strong muscular arms was wrapped tightly around me. When I looked up I was met with gorgeously blood shot blue eyes that surprisingly enough didn't belong to the boy I was with before. "Luke?!" I asked surprised.
"Hey," Luke said awkwardly still holding me. "Did you just trip me?" I asked his childish smirk already giving it away.
"Maybe," He chuckled a bit harder than necessary signifying that he was either drunk, high, or both.
"Luke why the fuck are you here?" I asked after laughing with him a little bit too, "I'm supposed to be your only friend!" I shouted at him slightly offended that he had obviously been invited here by someone else because I had never mentioned it.
"Yeah some friend you are not inviting me to parties!" he shouted sarcastically over the loud pounding music, "that Nikki chick invited me," he said pointing to the blonde bimbo at the bottom of the stair case.
"Of course that bitch did," I said through gritted teeth while rolling my eyes. I was just about to interrogate Luke about what else Nikki had said to him when I was harshly turned around by the boy I had almost forgot about. His face was red and he looked pretty impatient and aggravated it was intimidating actually, but I didn't want him to know I thought that. "We'll finish this later," I said shooing him away just to get rid of him. Thankfully he rolled his eyes and walked away
"Who was that?" Luke asked referring to the boy who was walking away.
"I don't really know," I said truthfully. When I have one night stands neither of us usually ask questions we just hook up and then never talk again usually.
"Oh okay," Luke said awkwardly looking down at his shoes like he had done earlier that day when I first met him.
"Wow dude you look pretty twisted," I said noticing Luke's unsteadiness and paranoid glances he kept giving people that walked by, "what did you take?" I asked him
"Uh S-some," I could tell he was having trouble remembering and the way he was concentrating so hard was absolutely adorable. "Happy pills!" Luke suddenly shouted remembering what he took.
"How many happy pills?" I asked curious as to how high he really was.
"Um two I think?" he answered more like a question. "Oh and some hits of a joint and a few shots and a couple beers," My eyes bulged. I had previously thought luke was only slightly buzzed like me but now I was shocked that he hadn't passed out yet.
"Holy shit Luke how many is a few shots?!"
"Uh t-t-t-" Luke stuttered holding up his hands and trying to count his fingers. "Fish," Luke said laughing and holding up six fingers. I laughed with him until we were both clutching our stomachs and rolling around on the stairs.
"Holy shit," I said trying to catch my breath and hold back the tears that were brimming my eyes. "Where did you get the happy pills I want some," I asked Luke.
YOU ARE READING
High On Your Love
FanfictionGoing out every night and getting wasted is what Emma does best. She's a partier and doesn't care who knows it. She's living young, wild, and free, and isn't too big on relationships just hook ups and one night stands. But will her views on love cha...