That Night

Chapter 4

I don't know what to say. My head is spinning and I don't know who to be more mad at. Cara-lynn or Ashton. I'm finding it hard to wrap my head around things. They had sex?

"You... And Cara-lynn... You had sex?" I ask, trying not to sound hurt. This is ridiculous.

"Yes." He whispers, looking down at his hands. "I don't expect you to forgive me. It was so dumb."

"Ashton... I need a drink." I say, standing.

"No, Brooke don't do that. We agreed no drinking." He grabs my hand and tries to make me sit again.

"No Ashton. I'm done. I'm gonna go drink and party my ass off. There's nothing you can do but sit back and watch." I reply, yanking my hand out of his grasp.

"Brooke this isn't you. Please. Come with me. We can go home."

"Hell no."

"Stop swearing. This isn't you." He repeats. I ignore his words and go off to find me a drink.

...

"What's a pretty girl like you doing all alone here?" I hear someone say. The house has gotten much more crowded and I'm starting to feel dizzy. I try to turn around but the mystery man has his hands around my waist from behind. Normally, I would've slapped whoever it is away from me, but I'm too drunk to care. I had 4 cups of some strong, clear liquid. I think it was vodka but I didn't ask.

"Waiting for a hot guy like you to take me upstairs." I reply with a hiccup. Where did that come from?

"Ooh. Aren't you frisky." The boy says. He spins me around and his breath hits me. Holy crap he's been drinking.

"Wait. What's your name?" I ask, trying to be polite. My words slur together and I'm surprised he can understand me.

"Why don't I tell you once we're upstairs? Then you can scream it all night long." The boy says. I almost say okay, when some blonde boy walks up.

"Well what do we have here? Naughty children I see. Beat it, Mikey." The blonde boy says. Mikey? I know a Mikey.

"Aww we're just having fun." The boy holding me says. I glance up at his face, realizing its Michael, the boy whos party I'm at. "But whatever you say, Luke." I see a blur of pink as he lets me go. I reach out to grab something, anything, but only end up knocking a cup full of beer onto myself as I land on my butt. I groan in pain and try to stand, only to slip and fall once more.

"I gotcha." The blonde boy says. "I'm Luke." He states, picking me up. I nod and look down at my soaked clothes.

"I'm Brooke."

"Well Brooke. Let's get you cleaned up." Luke says, leading me out of the kitchen.

...

"Let's find a room where you can get clean." Luke says, leading me around upstairs. All the doors are locked except the last one. He turns the knob and throws the door open, revealing a couple making out against the wall. The boy turns around and glances at me. I almost apologize for barging in, when I realize who it is.

"What the fuck Ashton!?" I scream, stumbling over to him. He steps away from the girl, revealing her face. "Cara-lynn?!" I shout, pointing at my sister. "Why are you even here?!" Everything is happening so fast, I sit on the edge of the bed in the room, trying to contemplate what's going on. I just caught Ashton and Cara-lynn making out. Oh my god. I sigh and start crying into my hands, rocking back and forth on the bed. Ashton leans over to comfort me but I shove him off. "Don't fucking touch me!" I scream, looking up at him and Cara-lynn with tears in my eyes.

"Baby sister." Cara-lynn tries to comfort me.

"Do not call me baby sister. This is ridiculous." I look up at Luke. He's standing in the doorway playing with his lip ring. "Let's go Luke." I say, standing up.

"Who the hell is Luke?" Ashton asks, following me.

"It doesn't matter. You have Cara-lynn. Have fun." I say sarcastically. Luke puts his arm around my shoulders to help steady me as we walk away, leaving Ashton and my sister to question what just happened.

...

"Okay, toss me your shirt." Luke says, locking the door.

"I don't know. You'll see me." I say, starting to blush.

"Its okay. You're not stripping for me. Just take off your shirt so you can wear something not soaked in beer and tears." He tells me. I roll my eyes and slowly peel the cold shirt off. "Hey this is a nice pattern." He says, looking at the yellow heart beat as I hand off my shirt. I nod and cross my arms over my chest, trying to cover myself up. "Here." He tosses my shirt aside and takes off his flannel. He's wearing a black muscle shirt underneath. I slide the flannel on and my jaw drops at how big it is on me.

"This is huge. It goes down to like, mid-thigh." I say, buttoning it up.

"That's good. It'll cover your ass."

"What?"

"Your pants are soaked too. You can't wear those." I frown and take off my pants, leaving me in a giant flannel and my panties, in front of a complete stranger.

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Ooohhhh she finally met Luke! Yay! Okay, well sorry I haven't updated in a while. School is melting my brain. Anyways, I hope you guys like it :) love you <3

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