Fraternity

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"Madison! Madison! If you don't hurry up, we're leaving without you!" Ashton shouted from the front door, talking to Calum about some sports team. I took one last glance in the mirror, shrugging my jacket on. My hair was straight, pushed back from my face with bright red lips and subtle eyeliner. My ripped black skinny jeans and Pink Floyd baseball tee were paired with black combat boots, walking out of the walk-in closet to bump into someone's chest. I came face to face with Luke, almost falling off balance. He caught my arm, "If Michael pulls anything tonight, tell me."

I groaned, moving around him to go down the small set of stairs. Michael was on the couch as I plopped down beside him, pulling his face to mine as I connected our lips passionately. I heard Luke huff, walking to the door and stepping out of Lydia and I's apartment. I pulled away from Michael's soft lips, seeing his faced covered in shock. "Is something wrong?" he said with a giggle, standing up, pulling me up with him. "Nope, I just love you." I smiled up at him, skipping to the door.

The party was already in full blast, people scattering the lawn as well as the house. Michael had his arm draped around my waist, guiding me through the unfamiliar house. Calum tapped my arm, "You guys want drinks?" he shouted over the music. We nodded, watching him disappear through the crowd. "So what's there to do at frat parties?" I whispered in Michael's ear. "Basically drink till you don't know what your doing, also there are a few plans upstairs if you're interested." he smirked back, dipping down go kiss my neck.

"Erm.. I got your drinks." Calum said as I slightly pushed Michael away. "Thank you."

"Madison! Michael! Come play!" Luke shouted towards us from a few metres away. Confused on what the game was, we walked towards the small circle that was formed in the living room. I didn't know a few of the people who were there but I knew some through Luke. "Okay, Calum! Truth or Dare!" A blonde girl giggled to him, her voice hurting my ears. "Fuck that, truth!"

"How many virginites have you taken?" she said with help from Ashton. Calum closed his eyes, counting on his fingers. "I think 8, I'm not sure."

"Hey." Michael whispered, pulling me into him. "Lets get out of here, yeah? This party is boring. C 'mon, we'll--

"Michael! Truth or Dare!" Luke shouted, drawing my attention to the game. "Uh, truth, I guess!"

"What happened between you and Penelope?" Luke smirked at Michael and I instantly knew something bad was going to happen.

The blonde girl spoke up, "Luke, stop, he doesn't have to--"

"I pretended to like her so I could get in her pants and once I did I left her. " Michael said without hesitation, Penelope's face dropping, her eyes slighty glistening. "What?" I said under my breath, turning to face Michael. "Baby, don't look at me like that, she never meant anything, you do!" he said, gripping my elbow as I pushed at his chest. "You know... I'm sitting right here." Penelope said, picking at her nail polish. I pushed past Michael, heading out the back door to the yard. There were a few people outside but not many. I sat down next to the pool, sighing as I put my head in my hands. I reached into my pocket, pulling out a pack of cigarettes.

"Could I have one of those?" a small voice with an accent, said from the other side of the bench. I looked up to see Penelope, smiling down at me. "Of course, yeah." I said, lighting mine. "So how did you meet Mikey?" She asked. "Luke's my brother, you?" I questioned, hoping to learn more about her. "It was at one of these parties... do you want the long or short version?"

"long."

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been so long hey love u guys short ass chapter but I'll update soon ♡

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