love me || luke hemmings

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| Luke |

Luke woke up in an empty bed in the hotel suite he was sharing with his three best friends. He couldn't help but groan at the failed attempt to find someone to spend the night with last night. He just came to the small and quiet town and got rejected on his first try out. Which rarely happened. Getting rejected put him in a sour mood, which made him not try with another girl.

He just got legless instead.

Was he regretting his decision right now? Absolutely, as he had no desire to start his day.

He rolled over onto his back, rethinking of the girl who rejected him. He didn't quite comprehend how a girl could reject him. Him, out of all people.

Yeah, his friends did push him into her on purpose, but he wasn't expecting to spill his drink all over her top. He did find it attractive that her black bra was starting to show through her top.

Luke decided to slowly get up from his bed, just as his door started to open.

"Hey mate, we're gonna go get some breakfast. You coming?" Michael spoke, popping his head through the door.

"Sure. Give me a few to get ready," Luke responded, as his friend nodded, closing the door to leave Luke alone.

Alone.

That's what Luke was. His parents were angry with him, for constantly being careless, and only caring about himself. The owned the big corporation, Hemmings & Co, that designed software. Luke had no desire to be apart of the company, but he did like the payout and the power that came along with it.

Luke took that power for granted, doing whatever it was he wanted, leaving his parents to clean up after him.

The last mess he created left him in a jail cell overnight. His parents had enough of his behavior, and sent him and his friends to a new town, with little to no money. They wanted Luke to own up to his actions and mature. They were going to check in on him in three months, to see if he had his act together, then they would decide if he was ready to return home.

He was just going to pretend like he did when that day came, so he could go back to his luxurious lifestyle, and continue on with his life. Having fun, sleeping around, and using his parent's money and power until the end.

His friends tried to make him stop and get out of his constant cycle, but it was no use. Luke was too in love with himself to change, finding no wrong in what he was doing.

Deciding to get ready, Luke put on one of his silk shirts and pants. Grabbing his designer sunglasses, he made his way to the living area where his friends were waiting on him. His head was pounding, and the lights were too bright for him, but he didn't mind. The only thing he was thinking about was how the food was going to be downstairs.

Stepping into the elevator, the four friends were quiet. Three out of the four were extremely hungover. The only one who didn't drink was Michael, who chose to be the sober one to help all his friends. He was very happy with his decision.

Walking into the dining area, the four friends sat down at one of the tables. Each looking at the menu for whatever interested them.

"So did everyone have a good time last night?" Michael was the first to speak, putting his menu back down on the table. He couldn't help but laugh as his three friends groaned in unison.