Chapter Three ♧

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Luke's POV

Urgh. My head hurts. Why does it hurt. All I remember was getting drunk... Ah. I got drunk. Wait. If I got drunk who brought me home? I sat up and groaned. My head really hurts. I looked around and found myself in boxers and my clothes scattered on the ground.

"Here Luke" I looked up and saw a boy. "How do you know me? And where am I?" The boy rolled his eyes and spoke. "Luke. You're in the college dorms and I'm Ashton your roommate. You wanted to go to a bar where I brought you. You got piss drunk you called a penguin a man. And well. You acted like a child, barfed on the floor, and took your clothes of and hit the sack. Go take a shower"

I nodded. I took then pill and drank the water and grabbed my towel and went to the bathroom. I smelled like utter crap. I even cringed. I grimaced and finally undressed myself getting into the shower. It didn't rake me long to use the shower.

But my hair was a different story. I stepped out once I was finished. I dried off my body and tried to maintain th with water collecting in my hair. I walked out not bothering to ask if it's okay. "Luke. Put some clothes on." I realised I was still in a towel and grabbed some clothes and my hair supplies bag.

I was blushing like a mad man. "Sorry Ashton. Forgot you were here." I changed and got ready. Now aa for hair. I blow dried it and styled it into a quaff. It took me a while to get it to be that way but, oh well. I slipped on my shoes and came out.

Ashton was cleaning. I helped. "No you don't have to bother. I will clean it. " "Yes. Thank you. But I did in fact make the mess so I should at least help clean a bit. Don't you think?" Ashton sighed giving up. I cleaned the dishes and threw some trash in the bag. Is that...A bowl of vomit. "I must've been a hassle. Thanks man. "

Ashton POV

"It is fine. Just. Remind me to never ever get you drunk again." He smiled cheekily. We finished cleaning and we were rested I had to go shower again because I was cleaning I got messy while I was cleaning.

I grabbed a towel and some clothes. I showered quickly. I started humming to a small tune. "Wherever you are youuuuuuuuuuuuu Wherever you are" I sang. It was a small part of a song I wrote. It's not quite finished.

I finished my shower and dried off. I slipped in my clothes and blow dried my hair, letting it fall into its usual curls. I grabbed a bandana and tied it around my head. I winked at myself and hung up my towel.

I walked out and saw Luke just sitting there. I decided that I was hungry. "Hey. I'm gonna go and get some breakfast. Wanna come?" He looked up and nodded. Then he frowned. "But can we take my car instead? I'm not ready to die yet. Especially since it is raining"

I looked out and for sure It was raining. I nodded. "Great. Let's go" he grabbed his keys and walked out. With no shoes on. "Luke!" "Yes Ashton?" He said his head popping from the corner and giving me a smile. Cheeky boy.

"You're not wearing shoes" I said. He looked down and blushed. "Oh yeah" he walked towards his bed and bent down over to look under his bed. Damn that ass. "Oi! Pretty boy! Let's go! " I shook my head and we left.

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