one sec ✧ lrh au

f o u r - bitches

"luke!" ashton slurred

"ash! it's four am..."

"really? well who gives a shit, party all day, party all night bitches!" ash yelled

"ash, shut the hell up! it's really late man."

"whatever you say lukey pookey," he said "can you just let me in."

"whatever ash." i said as he walked through the old doorframe

he plopped his burden of a body on the ragged plaid couch that was dead center in my living room. he rested his head on one of the white pillows and began to giggle.

"what the shit are you giggling about you little bastard" i said

ash looked at me. he was really drunk.

"i'm the fucking shit." he said

"what makes you think that?" i said with sarcasm in my voice

"that girl who always watches me play at the bar, she kissed me." he said

"i'm the shit!" he repeated

"that's why i'm here buddy, i remember that girl you spent that day with" he continued "bet you haven't even texted her!"

he was right. i hadn't texted zah. i was scared as hell.

"give me the fucking phone." ash said interrupting my thoughts

i watched as he started typing.

"let me read it before you send it please ash."

he rolled his eyes and handed me the phone.

"you have a date tonight, at the club." he stated

I whistled with respect,"you're the shit."

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the time was flying by before i knew it it was time for me to leave to my date. i was wearing my black button up shirt (with the first few buttons undone) with nothing underneath. of course paired with my children,my black skinny jeans and my black converse.

i was meeting zahrah at the club, ash said it makes me mysterious. i hopped into my old beat up car and started up the radio. evanescence blasted through my speakers. i looked at the dark road ahead of me. i saw the road ahead start to brighten up as i got nearer to the club.

the parking lot was full, which was weird for a monday night. i parked in the street, locked my car and walked in the direction of the club.

"luke!" i heard someone yell

i felt a hand touch my shoulder. i turned around to see zahrah. my eyes bulged out of my head.

"h-iii, zah." i stuttered

"hello luke." she said with a smirk on her face.

"you look extravagant." i said

her face turned red as i grabbed her hand and guided her to the same barstools we sat at the first time we met.

"is michael working today?" she asked

"did someone say my name?" michael said smiling.

"oh yes, mr. clifford." she said while laughing

"did you guys hear about what's happening tonight?" michael questioned

"no." zah and i said in sync

"jinx!" zah said

"live band tonight." michael said

"who?" zahrah asked with her eyebrows furrowed

"get ready to squeal," michael said "one direction!"

"wait are you for fucking real?" zah said with excitement in her voice.

"i would NOT lie about niall horan being in this bar." michael answered

"please tell me they are playing drag me down, holy crap." she said

"aw look, poor lukey doesn't know how to join our conversation." michael said

zahrah leaned her barstool closer to mine and rested her head on my shoulder.

"then let's talk about penguins." she said smiling at me

"haha very funny." i said

"c'mon hemmings." she said as she pulled me off the barstool and towards the dance floor

"you look amazing." she whispered into my ear

i blushed crimson. she caught me off guard by hugging me.

"you know," she started " i thought you were going to never talk to me again."

"why would i do that."

"i thought maybe you were just too good to be true."

"you're out of my league ."

"no way, you are."

"feelings mutual i guess."

"ha." she said

"you're cute."

"like wise."
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thank you so much for the random spurt of support for this story! me and liala are absolutely ecstatic at how well this fanfic is going. can we get to 100 reads? we are so close!