What Now? (Book 2) [l. hemmings]

Chapter 26

Luke's P.O.V.

Right now, Jess and I are both over at Vic's watching a movie.

A few moments later, Calum and Ashton burst through the door.

"Okay since everybody has been in a shit mood we've got something to change that. Well except Jess, sorry babe." Calum tells us.

Michael walks in with a whole bunch of alcohol and I sigh.

"So you're going to make the pregnant woman be the only sober one, thanks guys" Jess says.

"I'm not drinking either." I add. I've had enough throughout the tour to last me a while. 

"Fuck that." Michael laughs grabbing a bottle.

The rest of them each grab a bottle, including Vic.

I give her a confused look and she shrugs, taking a swig.

"I have a feeling this is going to get interesting." Jess whispers to me.

"Definitely." I reply.

I look back to Vic and she's already drank half the bottle.

"Vic?" I question.

"Mhm.." She replies, taking another sip.

"If you keep drinking at this pace you're going to be drunk in the next fifteen minutes." I say.

"So?" She asks.

"So I'm going to have to deal with you being hungover and annoying later." I chuckle.

"Fuck off." She laughs.

"Yea Luke fuck off leave her alone." Ashton says, who's almost done his first drink.

Oh god.

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A couple hours later, they're all completely drunk.

"Luke..." Vic whines.

"What..." I mock her.

"I love you." She giggles.

"How drunk are you?" I question.

"I.. am definitely, not, drunk." She pauses between words.

"Babe, do you hear yourself?" I chuckle.

"Yes and I am not drunk." She replies.

"Okay, sure." I say putting my arms around her.

"Calum you're so drunk!" Jess laughs pushing him away from her.

He giggles as if he's five and kisses her.

"Why the fuck do I not have a girlfriend too." Michael slurs.

"I feel ya." Ashton mumbles.

I can't hold in my laugh, they're the most entertaining drunks. Dealing with them tomorrow is going to be a different story.

"Luke?" Vic says.

"Yes?" I ask.

"What do you see for us in the future?" She asks, laying down, resting her head on my lap.

I look down at her in shock.

"I-I don't know.. I haven't thought about it." I reply.

"Liar." She accuses.

Maybe she's right.

"Do you want to know what I think?" She doesn't stop to let me answer, she continues, "I've thought about us, being together, for a long, long time. If you finally ask me to be your girlfriend again that is. Do you ever thin- never mind."