Isabella's p.o.v.

We make our way into the party and his house is full to the brim with what seems like everyone in our school, I didn't think people turned up on time to parties?

"Come on Bella, let's get some drinks" Jessica cheers, pulling me towards the kitchen where she pours some clear liquid into a red cup. I lift it towards my nose and nearly gag, vodka.

"Not a fan?" She laughs, seeing me distaste towards her choice of drink and a shake my head. "Here add this," she pours in some lemonade and lime juice and pushes the cup back into my hands.

"Try it now," I lift the liquid to my lips and to my pleasure I can barely taste the sourness from the vodka. I pour the drink further down my throat and within 30 seconds it was gone.

"Steady on now Bella, how many times have you drank before?"

"Well, none.." I sheepishly smile, Rick never let me drink and he never really set an example of getting drunk for me to envy, but considering what's happened recently and the buzz of everyone around me I decided that I should let myself loose just a little.

"None! I would go steady, you'll probably be tipsy off that drink alone," she kids, well I think she's kidding, I can't get drunk off just this can I?

I decide against my better judgement and replicate the drink Jessica just poured me, this time drinking it slower as she looks at me with a raised eyebrow.

"This is going to be one hell of a night isn't it?" She laughs, taping her drink against mine before taking a swig of it as I swiftly follow suit.

About an hour passes by and surprisingly I'm not full blown drunk, just tipsy enough to not feel uncomfortable around all these people. My phone vibrates for the 12th time tonight and I decline the call before I even look at the name, I mean it wouldn't take a genius to guess, but Zayn just needs to back off while I have at least a little bit of fun.

I spend some time mingling with some girls in my class and even end up winning two games of beer pong. When it hits around 9:30 I start to wonder upstairs, getting bored of the busy atmosphere in the kitchen so I noisily browse, admiring some of their paintings and family photos, it looks so nice, to be apart of a family, if only Rick wasn't a price of shi-

"Hey Bella, I haven't seen you in ages!" A boy in my maths class approaches me, snapping me out of my thoughts, yet I'm not too sure what his name is.

"Yeah, I've just been really busy lately" well isn't that the short version of the story...

"We'll how've you been? I heard about Jay and I'm so sorry" he doesn't look sincere with his condolences but I'd rather not question him.

"Don't be" I laugh, trying to lighten the mood a little.

"Oh so you and him, you're completely over right?" He inches a step closer to me as I instinctively take one back.

"Well let's just say I'm not his biggest fan" I lightly say, taking a small step back again.

"So, what I'm hearing is you came here to have some fun" Well that certainly came out of nowhere.

This time he leans an arm against the wall behind me as he presses his other one on my lower back, pushing me towards h-

In one movement his body is shoved off of mine and a hand yanks me into an empty room.

"What the-"

"Bella what do you think you're playing at?!" Luke

I search for the light switch and click it on, finding myself in an empty bedroom with a beet red Luke staring angrily down at me. This did not go to plan.

"What are you doing here?" I dodge his question, utterly confused as to how he found me.

"Zayn has all of us looking for you, you're just lucky I was the one that tracked you here first!"

"How did you know I was here?" I pry.

"I mean when I hear there's a huge party going on with everyone in your year it just seemed like a logical place to look." He huffs, "do you understand how worried I was? You can't just go off like that!" He tugs at the root of his hair in frustration.

"Why not? Why can't I go and have a normal life for once!" I start yelling back, getting angry at this claim these people seem to think they have over me.

"Because Bella, it's not safe!" His voice gets deeper as he takes a dangerous step closer to me.

"Why would you even care Luke!" I challenge him and take a step of my own, are bodies only inches apart and all you can hear is our jagged breaths.

"Because I  do okay? I care Bella!" He yells back at me, flying his arms in the air in exasperation.

I choke out a sarcastic laugh, "sure, you guys must care so much when you monitor my every move, beat up my boyfriend, and go ape shit when I so much as leave the house!" By now all I can see is red, me and Luke are practically chest to chest and I'm surprised nobody's barged in yet considering how loud we are.

"Bella, why can't you see, I've done none of that! All of what you said was at the hand of Zayn, I've done nothing but wanted you to stay safe-"

"But safe from what, what are you guys hiding from me? What am I possibly at the danger of? And even if I was, why does my safety have any importance to you whatsoe-"

His lips suddenly crash down on mine in what seems like desperation and anger, his warm lips coat my own in hunger as his movements are fast. The alcohol still buzzes through my body yet the only thing I'm aware of is his tongue entering my mouth, coating mine with his own as his hands snake around my waist, pulling me as psychically close to him as possible. Before I even know what I'm doing I thread my hands through his hair and gently tug on them, kissing him back, harder.

I don't know what's come over me but ever but he's right, everything I just blamed him for was all done by Zayn, he was the one that followed me to school, he was the one that beat up Jay, he was the one that ordered everyone to go looking for me-

I'm snapped out of my thoughts as Luke pulls back, shoving himself off of me as he instantly created distance between us, his breathing jagged and his eyes wild.

"Oh fuck what have I done! Zayn will kill me for this, literally fucking kill me!" His eyes turn wild as I can see the fear soak up his features.

"Why would Zayn kill you, he knows me and him are just friends." I urge, not wanting our moment to end.

"You just don't get it Bella-"

"Get what!" I'm even more infuriated than before, how does Zayn have this much control over everyone?

"I-I've gotta go, Bella you can't tell anyone that I kissed you, you-you just can't okay?" With that he leaves the room before I can even fully process his words, leaving me stood dumbfounded and alone. What the actual fuck just happened?

Not even seconds later my phone rings again, I pick up without looking at the caller in hopes that it's just Luke explaining what was going on.

"Bella thank God! Where the hell are you?" Zayn, fuck.

"I'm just at a party, chill" I groan, my head already starting to pound from the night's events, and I'm sure as shit am not ready to deal with Zayn right now.

"What do you mean, just at a party. Do you know how terrified I was, why didn't you tell me?!" I just sigh in response, not really knowing what to say, I didn't tell you because why should I? I decide to keep my mouth shut as I know that's the answer he particularly wants to hear.

"Look I'll be home later, I'll just get a taxi or something" I mutter, not really feeling the need to go back home right now, I'd rather have a few more drinks before facing them lot, before facing Luke.

"Oh fuck no, I'll come get you, who's party is it? Just tell me an address and I'll be there" I can already hear him picking up his keys in the background and I groan again.

"No, Zayn. If you're going to pick me up then at least give me an hour, I haven't been out for ages, please" I plead, knowing I probably won't be 'permitted' out of the house for a while now after how crazy he's gotten this time.

Down the phone I can hear his huff of frustration but by his drawn out breath I can tell he's at least thinking about it.

"An hour, text me the address." I give him a quick squeal and hang up the phone, texting him the address before I make my way back downstairs.

"Where have you been? I've been looking for you the past half hour" Jessica links arms with me, dragging me towards the kitchen once again and I happily oblige, pouring myself another drink while I'm there.

"It's a long story," I laugh, putting a little more vodka in than last time, I think I'm going to need it.

"Yeah, someone said they saw you with Luke" she gives me a little nudge.

"You know Luke?" I'm surprised, I'd never heard of any of these boys before I met them at the diner.

"Yeah, I mean only by name, he dated a friend of mine a while back" she shrugs, not caring much about the conversation.

"Does she go to our school?" I pry, my curiosity getting the better of me.

"Yeah, do you remember Mia?" She takes a sip of her drink.

"Mia? Mia Brown? I haven't seen her in like two years, did she transfer school or something?" Jessica shakes her head.

"I'm not sure, she just up and left, never told me why, we haven't spoken since" she almost spits, annoyance clear in her tone.

"Well it's her loss. Come on, I hear people are playing a drinking game in the living room." I usher her, sensing her uncomfortableness.

We walk into the next room and play a drinking game I've never heard of for the next 50 minutes, the rules were simple, truth or drink. And as I've got quite a few secrets to hide you can guess that I am far from sober by the time Zayn pulls up outside the house.

"That's my cue to leave" I exclaim, standing up in the small circle we made as I receive a text from Zayn, I give everyone a quick goodbye and stumble out the front door to the car.

"Whoa, whoa whoa" Zayn mumbles, grabbing hold of my arm as I almost trip over myself.

"Thanks," I slur out, climbing into the car as Zayn chuckles at my attempt to put my seatbelt on. Well at least he's not mad at me...

"Come here" He laughs, clipping my seatbelt in.

"Thanks for not being angry, I guess..." I trail off, not too sure why I'm thanking him for something I shouldn't have to.

"Oh trust me Bella, I was mad. Well, more scared than mad," he mutters the last bit to himself and takes a deep breath before carrying on. "But I listened to what you said and I know I need to keep my distance. Or you know, at least not be so overbearing. So I've come to a compromise, I'll back off a little as long as you agree to spend some time with me, to get to know each other more, like you said on our date." I look at him in shock, he really is backing off.

"Yeah, I can agree to that," I attempt to smile, but with my state and judging on Zayn's reaction it doesn't come off as graceful as I'd had hoped.

For the rest of the ride I keep quiet, scared that if I open my mouth I'll say something stupid or blurt out what happened between Luke and I. And so as he pulls up in the driveway I steady myself before bolting to the door, looking around me in search for Luke, I need to talk to him about that damn kiss.