Good Girls Gone Bad (A Luke Hemmings Fanfiction)

Chapter 16

Chapter 16

I walked into the bathroom, plugging in my curling iron and pulling out my makeup bag. I pushed back my hair before grabbing a brush and ripping it throw the tangles. Once it became relatively knot free, I pulled on a black sleeveless dress and a pair of five inch high heels, not caring how tall I was. I pinned my hair back before putting on my makeup, anything to make me seem less pale. The faint scar from the glass bottle could easily be covered up because it hadn't cut deep. I did smoky eyes and red lipstick before freeing my hair once again and beginning to curl it. Once it was curled, I grabbed a black clutch I had borrowed from Liz and put some money and my phone in it, refusing to leave unprepared. When I ended up getting drunk, I was calling a cab. Deeming myself decent enough, I left the bathroom and went down the hall, pounding on Luke's door. He opened it almost immediately and looked me up and down. I sighed in aggravation.

"Can we leave now? I'm ready." I asked.

He nodded and began walking to the car, calling out a goodbye to his mother before we left. I got into the front seat and buckled in, placing my clutch on my lap as he started the car.

"You look nice." He complimented as he pulled out of the driveway.

"Thank you," I thanked, looking over. "You do too."

He was wearing his black skinny jeans, this pair without rips and a red plaid flannel. His hair was quiffed like usual. He didn't look much different than normal, but he usually looked good so I thought a compliment was in order. We drove with the radio playing, making small talk before pulling up to Michael's house.

It was a big house, with a large backyard with a pool. People were already in the pool and judging by the amount of people in the backyard, I would guess that that's where the party was being held. Luke unlocked the gate and let us into the back and Michael stumbled over. I had learned he was a light weight when it came to drinking, but he was also a heavy drinker. Not generally a combination that worked well together. He grabbed his friend and pulled him away, slurring something about how Zoe was already here and with a group of girls and I thanked him. I was not looking for Zoe though. My plan for tonight was to get so drunk I forgot about my mom and my dad and everything that had made my life hell over the past few weeks.

I made a beeline to the drinks and immediately started doing shots. I did about six before moving onto a rum and coke, which was more rum than coke. I was faintly aware of the boy who was at least five years older than me flirting with me, but I ignored him, stumbling away with my alcohol. Maybe wearing heels wasn't the smartest idea I had ever come up with, but at least my legs looked good. I ran into Zoe, who was not drunk in the slightest, and laughed when my drink spilled slightly, almost hitting her.

"Are you drunk?" she asked.

"Maybe a little bit." I giggled, showing her the amount on my fingers.

She took my cup from me and smelt it, gagging when she did. "Is this pure rum?" she demanded.

"No," I denied, holding out the word. "It has some coke in it."

"Did someone drug you or something? You can't be this drunk from some rum." She wondered aloud.

I laughed loudly. "You ask a lot of questions, you know," I hiccupped. "But no, I just had a couple shots."

"How many is a couple?"

"I lost count after four." I hiccupped, laughing.

She sighed and took my arm, pulling me to a couch on the patio. She told me to stay there while she got some water, but the minute she left I stood back up and wandered away. The music was loud and I felt like I wanted to dance, so I did. I went to the dance floor and began dancing with the nearest boy I saw. He was probably in college and looked drunker than me, but I didn't care. He was a tall Hispanic boy and he was very pretty. We grinded for a while, me laughing the entire time before I ran off to get another drink. He didn't seem to mind much because he immediately suctioned himself to the closest girl and began dancing with her. I laughed at the sight before taking another two shots and grabbing another beer. I threw my head back and drank maybe half of the Budweiser in my hand, then stumbled my way over to Alexis, who was making out with Niall. I sat down next to them and continued drinking as they went at it. Suddenly, she noticed me and placed another kiss to Niall's mouth before giving me her attention.