innocent {luke hemmings a.u.}

-7-

"Alright, so party at my place tonight, everyone is crashing there," AJ says as we walk out of the english classroom in a group.

"Will there be a lot of people there?" Laken asks, walking close to Calum.

"Not that many people," AJ says, smirking at Michael, "See you guys at 9!"

Michael waves at us and gets dragged out the front doors of the school by AJ, laughing and doing all the cute couple shit.

We say our goodbyes and Luke follows me to my locker as I put some of my books away.

"I'll be right back, I think I forgot my phone in class," Luke says, not waiting for my reaction as he runs towards our english class.

"Hey."

I turn around to see a beautiful boy standing in front of me, light brown hair and bright hazel eyes. He stands around four inches taller than me, smiling his big, white smile.

"Hey," I say, smiling and shutting my locker.

"I tried talking to you a week or two ago, but your boyfriend has a sharp eye on you," the boy laughs.

"Oh no," I stutter, "he's um, not my boyfriend."

"I'm Ashton by the way," he sticks his hand out and I grab his hand, shaking it and walking with him outside, "Are you going to AJ's party tonight?"

"You're going?" I ask, surprised.

"Yeah, she's my ex," he says and I smirk, "We ended things like four years ago, it was a three month freshman thing. We are super close now."

"That's so cool," I smile, "And yeah, I'm gonna be there."

"Okay, I'll definitely see you then," he says, "I never caught your name."

"Sorry, I'm Jaycee," I laugh, sticking out my hand as he shakes it.

"You're super cute by the way," he says, smiling, "I'm sorry that was weird-"

"No, it's totally okay," I say, engaged by his jawline.

"Would you mind putting your phone number in my phone?"

"I wouldn't mind at all," I smile, taking his phone and entering my number, "Text me."

"Definitely."

We say our goodbyes as I realize I left Luke. I turn around, walking back into the school to my locker.

"Where the fuck did you go?" Luke questions, "I called you like four times."

"Oh my God," I look down at my phone, "I didn't even realize. Ashton asked me if I was going to AJ's party and-"

"Wait- Ashton as in our english class Ashton?"

"Yeah-"

"Don't talk to him," Luke says, intertwining his hand with mine and walking with me out of the front door.

"Why not?" I ask.

We get into his truck, him starting it up and driving away. He takes a long, deep breath and runs his fingers through his hair then places his hand on my thigh.

"Don't fucking talk to him. Understand me?"

"You're not my fucking father," I laugh, taking his hand off of me, "You don't tell me what I can and can't do."

"Just please," he pauses, "He is not a good guy, I promise you."

"Whatever."

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