Undressed || l.h (discontinued)

03

Under normal circumstances, Luke would've called the girl and asked what had happened. But he didn't have this girls phone number. He didn't even remeber what she looked like! All he had was a faint red lipstick stain on his forehead.

"You seriously don't remember what she looked like? Not even the size of her tits? That's a good identifier," Calum said, pulling out a strand of blonde highlights from his head.

"Nope. Only her lipstick," Luke groaned.

The issue of the girl from the club had been nagging at his mind for days. This normally didn't bother him at all, he couldn't understand why this girl was different.

"That's sad bro," Calum sighed. "But why does it even matter? She was a good shag, move on."

Luke only wished he could, he couldn't focus. He was forgetting lyrics to songs he wrote and the boys were done with it.

"I don't get why he's so hung up on this chick," Calum admitted with a shrug, about an hour later in the dressing room before a show.

Luke was Calum's best mate, and he hated seeing Luke in a slump like this, especially over a stupid girl.

"Let's take him out," suggested Michael. "Get someone to...keep him occupied." He wiggled his eyebrows.

"Maybe we should just find this girl, then Luke'll shut the fuck up," Ashton proposed. The other two shushed him.

Luke returned from wherever the hell he'd been and curled up on the dressing room couch with a bag of Doritos. He wondered if the girl would be in the audience. Nah, he thought.

The green light flashed and the bell dinged, indicating that it was time to go onstage. Pushing her out of his mind, Luke picked up his guitar.

"Let's do it lads," he said.

*•*•*•*

While all their escapades together were torturing Luke's memory, Rosalie was continuing with her routine. Luke had barely crossed her mind since.

But her friends with whom she had arrived at the club (but promptly ditched) would not let her hear the end of it. Apparently the guy Rosalie had hooked up with at Club 5 was Luke Hemmings from 5 seconds of summer! Who knew?

To say that Rosalie wasn't slightly bothered by that fact that she had sex with a rock star and got nothing in return would be untrue. Still, it had passed and the world was (in her opinion), as it should be.

But that night a week later, as Rosalie applied a single coat of red lipstick, the memory of the moaning rock god above her made a devilish grin cross her face.

"Nice work Rose," she said.

*•*•*•*

SEX RULES USE YOUR GOD GIVEN TOOLS SEX RULES

I actually love Sky Ferreira tho I kinda want her to play Rosalie but she's so overused :/ comment what you think!