the arctic monkeys series [5sos]

09

I found her later that night

Cuddled up against

Someone else

Drunk and sleepy.

Even though I knew

She didn't know

What she was doing

I couldn't help but feel

A vague sense of jealousy

Steam in the pit

Of my stomach

When I saw this boy's

Arms draped around

My beautiful Lottie.

"Cal,

What are you doing?

Come join the fun."

Her words were slurred

And I knew then

How intoxicated she was.

"How many drinks

Have you had?"

I tried to keep

My voice calm

But my insides

Were raging.

I should've taken care of her

"Only, like, five.

Right, Mikey?"

Michael had bright hair

And one corner

Of his mouth

Curved up into a smirk.

He gave me

A devilish grin

And gave her a peck

On the forehead.

"Right, Lottie."

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wOAH WOAH WOAH PLOT TWIST MUCH????????

idk when to post my luke fic urgh