Luke Hemmings
The blonde girl leans against the cold brick wall lighting her cigarette placing the stick in between her pink lips sighing when she finally feels relaxed until she notices him.
She watched the boys every move, watches the way the blonde boy with many tattoos a black lip and nose ring scope out the girls, looking for his next victim. She had only been watching him for 47 seconds and there was a girl with black hair grinding herself on his crotch, she didn't like this girl, he hair looked greasy as it was plastered to her forehead her makeup had sweated down her face and her tiny hot pink dress was awful.
The boys eyes lock with hers as she throws the smoke away walking across from the sweaty people towards the boy.
Grabbing another drink of a boy she doesn't know she downs the liquid.
The tall boy detached himself from the slutty girl walking the rest of the way to meet this girl he didn't know but like they were meant to be her back fit perfectly against his chest as they gently swayed to the up beat song.
"I like your shirt" he says his hot breath hitting her neck.
Looking down she notices the back Kurt Cobain shirt tucked into her high waisted acid dye shorts.
"Thanks, what's your name pretty boy" his heart literally stops at the nick name, he's a 6'4 ft tall bout with tattoos and facial piercings It's not everyday he gets called pretty.
"Luke, what's yours blondie?" There's a tingling sensation on the smaller girls neck as she can feel his breath fanning her but she didn't take noticed to the nick name she was blonde.
"Y/N " Y/N smiles up at Luke as his sends her a wink back.
"Well Y/N what a beautiful, let's go back to my place?" Luke says not waiting for an answer until they were out of the small house party.
But Y/N just nodded when Luke looked back to check she was okay with it.
This is really bad I'm so sorry guys!
