Chapter 10
Luke's POV
I was officially drunk. Lesley and I were dancing, let me rephrase that- grinding on each other. It wasn't the sexual grinding, more like the goofing off grinding. Is that even a thing? I have no clue.
After the song was over, Lesley went to get another drink. I walked over to a very intoxicated Michael, who was getting chatted up by a sober Dustin.
"Hey, guys," I slurred.
"Hi, my buddy ole pal," Michael slurred, hugging me. I started to laugh uncontrollably. Dustin just looked at me and bit his lip.
"Duude, duudee. This guyy iss an amazing p-persson. I n-never kneww thatt gay peopple were soo soo nice. He actually getts ittt," Mikey slurred to me, pointing at Dustin. He slightly blushed and smiled.
"How about we go to my place?" Dustin whispered in Michael's ear.
"To do what?" Michael asked taking a sip of his beer, giggling.
"To play," Dustin said with a wink. I made the grossed-out face, knowing what he meant. But Michael didn't understand what he was saying because he replied with, "Ooh, do you have Monopoly?"
"Whatever you want, baby," Dustin said seductively.
"YAY LETS GO!!!" Mickey screamed loudly, running toward the door.
"Dustin, you are a sick man," I said shaking my head, trying not to laugh.
"I know, that's what's fun," he said walking out the door. I found Lesley talking to a bunch of girls .
"You ready?" I asked, getting slightly bored of the party. He had been there for three hours and everything was the same. People upstairs getting laid, people on the dance floor dancing to the same songs, and people passed out in the backyard.
"Yeah," she said back. She said goodbye to everyone and we left. We were both intoxicated, so we walked home.
"Mom is working, she won't be home until six in the morning," I said unlocking the door and stumbling in. We walked into my bedroom and plopped on the bed.
"So, do you wanna... ya know.... f*ck?" Lesley asked awkwardly.
"Nah... not tonight. I want you to remember our first time," I said smirking. "Plus, we've only been together for a month."
"We have?" she asked.
"Yeah, a month today," I said smirking.
"Alright," she said after a while, getting up.
"Where you going?" I asked.
"Since their was no slow songs at that party, I'm gonna play one. We're gonna have our first slow dance," she said putting The Heart Wants What It Wants by Selena Gomez on. She pulled me off the bed and we started dancing. When the dramatic part came, I dipped her, causing her to laugh.
"Luke Hemmings," she said once she came back up.
"Lesley Walker," I said, mocking her.
"I love you," she said smiling at me.
"Are you just saying that because you're drunk?" I asked laughing.
"You're drunker than I am," she said laughing as well, "No, I actually love you."
"And I love you," I said back. She kissed me passionately, her hands on my neck.
"I'm tired, I think I'm gonna go," she said once we pulled apart.
"You could stay, if you wanted to," I said, not wanting her to leave.
"You sure?"
"Yeah," I said pulling her back to me.
"I have nothing to sleep in, so I have to go home anyway," she said pecking my lips.
"You can wear one of my shirts," I said walking to my dresser and grabbing a t-shirt. I handed it to her and she smiled.
"Thanks," she said smiling. She took her shirt off and my eyes got wide."What? You've seen me shirtless before."
I smiled and watched as she pulled the black Nirvana shirt over her head. She pulled her pants down to her ankles and stepped out of them. My shirt hardly covered her bum, and it was sexy. I bit my lip and looked at how perfect her body was.
"What are you staring at?" she said, awakening me from my haze.
"N-nothing," I said back. I took my shirt and pants off and slipped grey sweat pants on. We laid in my bed, cuddled up to each other. I kissed her forehead and drifter to sleep.
*THE NEXT MORNING*
Michael's POV
I woke up with an insane headache. I looked around and noticed that the room I was in was not familiar. I look down and see that I am nude.
Mikey, you go man!!! You totally got laid last night, I thought to myself. I looked over to see a familiar face... Dustin.
"Holy sh*t!!!" I whisper-screamed. I slowly got out of the bed and put my clothes on. I hurry and left the apartment and immediately called Ashton.
"Hello?" he said sleepily.
"Ash, okay. Umm, I have no clue where I am right now. Can you like get Lesley to come find me. She probably know's where I am," I said really fast.
"Umm, I'm not at home right now," Ashton said yawning.
"Then where the f*ck are you?!?!" I said loudly.
"I passed out at the party last night and I'm still here," he said back.
"D*mb*ss," I mumbled to myself. "Never mind. Bye."
Then, I called Luke.
"Hello?"
"Luke, okay I need you and Lesley to pick me up. I have no clue where I am right now, but Lesley probably does," I said to him.
"Where is he?" I heard Lesley ask.
"I'm..... at Dustin's," I said, embarrassed.
"Michael, you did not!!!" Lesley said shocked.
"I was drunk!!! I don't remember anything about last night," I said defending myself.
"Okay, there's a McDonalds, like, a block away. Go there and we will pick you up," Lesley said laughing.
"Okay, thanks," I said, sighing with relief. I hung up and started walking (more like running) toward the McDonalds sign. I thought it might look weird if I just walk in and set down, so I ordered an ice coffee. Finally, Lesley and Luke came inside and sat in front of me.
"I can't believe you had sex with a guy," Lesley said laughing.
"Neither do I," I said back, disturbed that I did sleep with a guy.
"Did you like it?" Luke asked, making fun of me.
"H*ll, I don't know!!! I was f*ck*ng drunk!!!"
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FanfictionLesley Walker had a terrible life. Her mother died when she was eleven, her father beats her, her boyfriend cheated on her, and the list goes on and on. She was on the edge of breaking when Luke Hemmings moves to town. At first, he's shy and quiet...