Chapter 17- Part 1

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by irwins_cake

•Doing dedications again, so this chapter is dedicated to ThoseCrazy1Dlovers, because they're amazing and helped me write the first part of this chapter, so thank you guys!:)•

•Amelia's Point Of View;•

I began to get ready, starting with a shower, then proceeding to pick out my outfit. I decided on wearing black disco pants and a blue laced crop top. I then brought out my little back boots and slid them over my petite size 5 feet.

I turned on my old fashioned radio and if by coincidence, Good Girls came on. I chuckled quietly to myself, remembering the time Luke got excited about that being their next single out.

I then walked over to my dressing table and did my makeup subtle; thin eyeliner and a nude lip. Something I would do on a day to day basis.

After blow drying my hair, I turned on my tongs and started to curl my hair with the biggest barrel. I then turned them off after finishing with them, and sprayed a few light squirts of hairspray on my mop. I grabbed my clutch bag and phone before making my way downstairs and calling for a taxi.

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I was currently at Oscar's house party and looking for Luke. I said i'd meet him outside but after 15 minutes of waiting, I gave up and came inside. Purely because I'm inpatient and it felt like -1 out.

The party was in full swing but I still hadn't found Luke. I tapped my foot lightly and leant my left arm on Oscar's breakfast bar before huffing.

Everyone was having a good time apart from me.

To be honest with you, I was getting quite worried. My mind was full of questions like what if he got involved in a car crash or got kidnapped? I shook my head quickly and drank the last of my vodka and coke.

Without thinking anymore, I went back into Oscars kitchen and re-filled my plastic cup with spirits. As the night went on, my head started to spin as I drank and drank. This was the only way to forget about everything, to drink away my feelings.

And by the end of the night, I had no clue whether Luke had decided to turn up or not. I mean, it's not like I could see him. I could barely see my plastic cup when I tried to fill it.

Soon enough, I was sat on the sofa, bawling my eyes out. How it came about, I don't know, but I wanted Luke, and no one else but Luke.

So, I left the party and went to find him. I ignored the protests from Oscar, saying it was a bad idea and went my own way. I walked, well, stumbled through the park shouting his name at the top of my voice. Until I came to his house.

Hammering loudly on the door, a tired Luke came and opened it, rubbing his eyes. They soon widened when he saw my drunken state.

"Millie? What happened?" He pulled me in before his neighbours came out and complained.

"I was at Oscars party, a-and, you stood me up," I stuttered, "Where were you L-Luke?"

"Sorry, I came home from tour rehearsals and crashed. I had no idea you'd be in this state, why didn't you ring me?"

"I-I.. I couldn't f-find my phone," I paused, "But that's n-no excuse. You stood me u-up."

"I'm sorry," He spoke.

"You know, your meant to stay with me- your g-girlfriend. After all we've been through, with Calum, a-and the bet.." I clasped my hand tightly over my mouth.

"What bet, Millie?" Luke frowned.

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