This time next year

CHAPTER TWENTY

What the fuck Luke?

Chloe found her room and went inside saying her drunk ass goodnight while I struggled to find my room. I sat down on the bed and removed my shoes. I could see a shadow figure in the doorway of the bathroom so I smiled "Hey, babe. Sorry I'm back so late, Chloe and I were out drinking and shit" I heard a small chuckle from the doorway then I felt two lips hit mine, they didn't feel like Michael's. I went to turn the light on and saw Luke. "Luke what the fuck?!" I half-shouted. "Shh, you don't want Michael to hear, do you? Make him think that you're cheating do you?" I sighed "I'm not doing this with you, this is wrong," I said as I walked to the door. "The kiss didn't seem like it though, Dakota. Are you sure that there's nothing there? No feelings towards myself?" he smirked and walked closer to me. Within a few seconds, I was pinned to the wall, my hands were in his hand and over my head. In that exact moment, I knew how vulnerable I was, I hated it. I felt Luke's hips against mine "well you're certainly not dry, Dakota" he chuckled, still hating the fact that I couldn't move. Luke kissed my lips with a lot of lust and passion but me still being a drunk idiot, I kissed him back.

Michael's POV: I heard some chick in Luke's room moaning and the only thing I could do at that moment was listening in. The moaning became louder and oddly familiar. I opened the door to see that Luke had taken advantage of, Dakota because she was drunk "WHAT THE FUCK LUKE? WHAT IS YOUR OBSESSION WITH MY GIRL? GO FUCK SOMEONE ELSE'S CHICK!" I was so pissed at Luke that he tried to sleep with Dakota and she had no idea what she was doing because I could tell how drunk she was struggling to stand up.

"Mikey, I'm so--" I couldn't even finish my fucking sentence I felt that sick. "It's ok, princess. It's not your fault that happened, you just felt vulnerable in that situation" Michael was holding my hair back in a ponytail so that I didn't puke on it. I heard the door open, I stopped throwing up and just sat on the cold tiles and saw that Luke was at the door starting at me, "Fuck you, Lucas, you--" I couldn't finish a sentence without wanting to throw up, why did I have to drink so much? "Aw, does the princess want to say something? Or is she too afraid to say any because her boyfriend is here?" Luke chuckled, fuck I hated him so much but the only thing that I could think about in that exact moment was how much Luke pisses me off. "Is she too embarrassed to say how good I am? Or how much better I am than him?" Luke made me sick sometimes to the point where I wanted to punch him in the face. The next day I was super hungover and I wanted to stay far away from Luke because I'm still mad at him. "Morning, princess. How're you feeling?" Michael kissed my cheek and I rested my head on his chest. "I feel like I wanna punch Luke in the face." Michael laughed. Michael answered the door and Luke came in and I immediately wanted to punch him in the face and just wanted to yell at him and tell him how much he pissed me off. "Can I talk to Dakota alone please Mike?" Luke genuinely looked upset, Michael nodded and left the room.  I sat cross-armed on the bed and death stared him for a while until he decided to say something, "Look, I know that you're pissed at me but I am sorry but I don't regret it happening. I really do have feelings for you Dakota and I honestly think that I'd be better than Mike ever was" He was acting super cocky and I fucking hated it, I just took a few deep breaths and calmed the fuck down. A smirk formed on his lips and he looked at me like I was a piece of cake. I got up and went to the cupboard and grabbed the wine bottle. I drank it straight from the bottle and Luke took it away from me. "WHAT THE FUCK LUKE! GIVE ME THE WINE BACK YOU PRICK!" I was super pissed and all I wanted to do at that moment was drink and Luke was taking that away from me. He gave me the bottle back and I started sculling the bottle. I poured myself another drink and even though I was super comfortable I realized that I was just wearing Michael's Metallica shirt and his flano. I heard the door open and Luke was shoved out the door when Mike noticed I was drinking, even though I was drinking Michael still thought that I looked really good. He wanted to take a photo of me to show everyone how beautiful I am, I giggled and let him because I love him and if he thought I looked good then I looked good.