| Promises are just very sincere lies. We make them thinking that we'll keep them. But in time, our motivation to keep them fades-- just like the hope and trust others had in us that they wouldn't. It's just sad to think that's what our relationship was built on.| © hemmoempress 2014

Luke Hemmings is nothing but the typical high school punk; he is covered in tattoos, smokes and hooks up with more girls than he'd ever be able to count. Not that you cared. No, of course you didn't. You and him were like oil and water. Alcohol, however, just loves to mess with people's heads. It's its number one game. When both you and Luke find yourselves dominated by vodka and God knows what else, things change. You two find a way to get mixed into one. And defying basic rules of mixing won't leave you two with no consequences.

Luke Smut for the horny Luke girls out there. (Im included)

in which the school virgin meets luke hemmings in sex ed but do they fall in love?

"Sorry, I'm really sorry," I said, looking up to the tall, muscular guy that stood infront of me. He was the "popular" guy in my year - he made me nervous. "You fucking will be," he threatened with dark eyes and a harsh voice, making me take a step back and look away, holding my books tightly to my body. He started laughing, and with that I turned around and began to walk away, before suddenly he grabbed my upper arm and pulled me back to him almost making me fall to the ground. "I was only joking, babe," he said softly, walking forwards slowly until my back touched the wall behind me. "Get the fuck off of me Luke, I-I need to g-get to class," I said to him, stumbling on my words slightly. "And I'm not your 'babe'." [COMPLETED]

"Hello class. I'm going to be your Math teacher for the year." No. It couldn't be. "My name is Mr. Hemmings." And it is. "Now first let me take attendance and then I'll explain what we're going to be learning this year," he told and then started listing names. "Veronica Albert." "Kyle Berton." "Chris Byon." "Jessica Crum." "Elise Davis." After he said my name he looked up. I couldn't trust my voice to say here so I just stupidly made eye contact with him. Oh shit. That was the worst decision of my life. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. ©

She was a good girl at school, an A* student and never got into trouble. But I knew the truth about her. All 'good girls' have their secrets.

"We can do the lessons, and if one of us falls in love, we'll stop seeing each other and the lessons as well." "Okay, deal."

"you didn't tell me you had a girlfriend luke" "i'm not his girlfriend" "oh" "we just fuck. i guess i'm some kind of groupie" slow burner

"Just admit it, you like me." "Nah, you're not my type."