Chapter 2

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Emma's POV

When she pulls up in front of a huge house I gasp. It's white and modern with those biggg windows.

There are drunk people running around already and it isn't even 9 yet.

The music is so loud I was able to hear it from a few blocks away. The DJ is blasting some Drake right now.

When I look at the enterance, that's when I see him standing there, with his eyes all over the place. He's probably looking for a new girl to have some fun with.

We get out of the car and go to the enterance. I slowly walk behind V, hoping he won't notice me.

"There's Luke," she says and points at him. Ahh. Great. The luck I have today is unbelievable.

And as if he knew we're here, he looks at our way and instantly a devilish smile paints on his face. I roll my eyes as he starts making his way to us.

"Hello beautiful," he says to me and I blush slightly, making his stupid smirk even bigger.

Why did I blush? What is wrong with me?

He flashes a bright smile, "sorry hun, but I'll take her with me. You have fun," he says to Vanessa, grabbing my wrist and pulling me into the house and before I know what happened, I'm lost inside of the house filled with drunk college students.

"Where's Vanessa?" I ask him, looking around. I'm completely lost without her and I most definitely don't want to be alone with him.

"Don't worry about her. It's not her first time here, if you know what I mean," he winks at me and I instantly cringe at the inappropriate thoughts entering my head.

I shake my head to remove them and Luke is already putting a cup filled with alcohol in my hand.

"I don't drink," I tell him and put down the cup. They always want you to drink something and in the end they drug and rape you. And Luke looks like the type of guy who would do that. So no thank you.

"Oh come on! have some fun," he says through the blasting music. He chugs the entire cup before you can say cookies. Why cookies? Because I love them. That's why.

"I think I'll go look for Vanessa," I tell Luke, but he instantly grabs my wrist and pulls me closer to him.

What's up with him and my wrists?

"Oh Em, I think you'll stay right here, where we are," he breathes into my ear, sending shivers down my spine. This is getting creepy.

I knew he was psycho!

"I...I need to find Vanessa," I stutter, looking into his mysterious eyes.

"Oh come on. Why won't you stay here. With me," he says softly, making me tense up.

What am I doing? Snap out of it!

"No," I say, pulling my arms away from him.

I rush down the hall, looking for Vanessa.

This house is too big! I walk into a room with two people making out. I quickly close it and go to the kitchen.

When I come to the kitchen, where most of the alcohol is, I find her kissing a dark-haired boy on the counter, holding a bottle of vodka.

What do I do now? I don't know anyone but Luke. And he's getting alarmingly close to me, everytime I'm with him.

I walk to the stairs and sit on them. I guess I'll just stay here until it's over.

"Bored?" I hear a male voice behind me. I turn around and see a brown-haired guy smiling at me. His green eyes look innocent.

"You could say so," I laugh and he sits down next to me.

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