Pulling up at the lake house Ryan had forced me to drive to, I looked at it curiously from my window before rolling it up.

I could feel the vibrations of the music on my chest even sitting in the car, could you imagine what it's gonna be like once I actually step inside.

Sighing, I looked over at Ryan to see her applying yet another layer of dark eye makeup. I'm not really into heavy eye makeup, personally because I think I'd just look like a badger, but Ryan suited it.

Her blonde hair was tied in a messy ponytail and her lips a dark burgundy to match her doc martens. She wore her stockings and her ramones Tee that went down to her mid thigh, and her army green jacket that went to her knees to top it all off.

She pulled off whatever she wore and sometimes it really pissed me off. She could go out looking like a hobo, yet it somehow suited her.

Hobo chic

Looking down at my outfit, I examined it closely. I was wearing my grey knee high socks with my brown boots and brown thigh length skirt to match. I wore my thin grey long sleeved jumper and black oversized fedora.

I guess I looked decent.

"So what am I supposed to do all night when you go off to play tonsil tennis with these guys I don't even know?" I sunk further down in my seat making my hat fall down lower on my face.

"I'm not going to leave you Blair." She smiled genuinely. Nudging me with her shoulder, I slowly sat back up and unbuckled my seatbelt. "Plus, the only reason I came here was because of the cool Jacuzzi?" Softly laughing, I began to start to feel that unsettling feeling in my chest that I hated.

"You okay B? You look kinda ill" putting her hand on the handle of her door, I pursed my lips tightly into a smile and nodded my head.

"Let's go check that jacuzzi out eh?" I said trying to sound a bit happier.

***

Sitting on the edge of the counter of the game room, I watched on with an excited smile as Ryan played a game of pool against 3 guys. They were playing for money and Ryan was already winning, didn't they know she was practically raised in her fathers bar?

Tipping back my beer bottle, I whined to myself as there was nothing inside it. To say I was buzzed wouldn't be quite true... I was way past that.

"I'm gonna get another drink, you want anything?" I asked a concentrating Ryan. Mumbling a no, she made the shot and got the coloured ball in the socket making me jump up with glee.

I didn't know the correct words to use.

Exiting the room, I began to walk down the hallway while I nodded my head along to the song 'yonce, by Beyoncé' that was booming through the speakers.

"Just tell me how it's looking babe-" the next words were stopped as I had tripped over a pair of people playing their own kinky version of twister on the floor.

Bracing myself for the impact, my tightly clenched eyes opened slightly as my face wasn't met with the wooden floor.

Finally noticing that I had just been saved, I stared upwards at my hero and gulped.

Luca glared down at me before propping me up on my own two feet. A red cup in one hand and a lit cigarette in the corner of his mouth, I felt like my heart was going to drop out of my ass any second.

"I-I'm.... Y-y-you... I-I-" I tripped over my own words, not even able to get out 1 simple syllable let alone a thank you.

"You you, I I? Spit it out already? Rolling my bottom lip into my mouth, I tried shoving my hands in my pockets but remembered how I had decided to wear a skirt.

Damn it.

"I haven't got time for this" he growled under his breath. Running his hands through his hair to keep it outside of his eyes, I blinked up at him as he began to walk away.

Now I don't know if it was the alcohol in my system or the fact I'm legitimately bat shit crazy, but what I did next was definitely unexpected, especially by me.

"Why do you do it?" He stopped before stepping down onto the spiral of stairs with his beaten up nikes. Turning around so he was facing me, i tried not to scream at the intensity of his azure eyes that glared straight through me.

"What did you say?" He snapped. Even though I was drunk, I knew perfectly well that was not a question for me to answer.

"I've said too much.." I whispered down to myself. Spinning around on my heels, I tried to quickly scurry off back to where I had left Ryan, but failed.

A sense of de ja vu had washed over me as the twister team seemed to nearly knock me off my feet once again. But just as before, my knight in Armani armour had caught me.

My breath hitched as I felt the cold wall pressed upon my back and his warm hand on my shoulder.

"I said, what did you say?" Cocking my eyebrow at the threatening tone in his voice - it was once again the alcohol.

"Point A, get your hands-" plying his hand from off my shoulder, i grimaced at current glare on his face. "-off of me. Point 2, I said why are you such an attention seeking asshole. Point quartos-" lifting 2 fingers in the air, I tried to focus on them both so I didn't poke him or myself in the eye.

"-Is it true you murdered a guy by just looking at him?" His blue eyes bored into my brown ones, looking at me as if I had just asked him something stupid.

These were all relevant things I had just asked him.

"I'm an attention seeker? Who the fuck are you to say that, you don't even know me." I didn't notice just how close I was to him until his rant/ mini speech. I could see the faint freckles that scattered themselves across his nose. I could smell the musky scent of cologne from his body fill my nostrils.

His eyes were blue, and I mean really blue; like crystals, I felt like I could just reach out and touch them.

"What the fuck are you doing?" His fingers wrapped around my wrist to stop my finger from poking him in the eye.

Woah.... I still kinda wanna touch them.

"I was gonna touch your eye Mr Attention seeker, duh?" His eyes narrowed and his lips pursed.

"What are you? 5?" Dropping his eyes to his fingers laced around my wrist, he let go before making some distance between us both.

"If you mean 5 times 3, plus 2.. Then bingo!" Sighing, we both looked over his shoulder as 2 girls came stumbling up the stairs giggling like their life depended on it.

"Oh my god, Lukey!" A girl with dark brown hair and blue eyes screeched. I could feel that the longer I looked at her, the more I felt like envy was beginning to take over the blood in my veins.

I stood there blending into the wall as they both smothered Luca with their affection...and boobs.

His face automatically softened and the corners of his mouth pulled up in an intriguing smirk.

Running his fingers through his blond locks, his pearly teeth made a show as one of the girls whispered something to him and then looked over at me.

"Her?" He scoffed a laugh before looping his arms around both of their waists." She's no one important"

Both thing 1 and thing 2's faces went from glaring at me like they were shooting death Rays right through my skull, to the annoying happy go lucky cheerleader expression.

Folding my arms, I think the fact that he was still glaring at me and the buzz from the alcohol was waring off made me speechless.

Actually, I felt pretty sick if I'm honest. I felt like I could just-

Grabbing my stomach as I arched over, the contents of that entire night had ended up on a pair of beaten up nikes.

And I can tell you now, the shoes definitely didn't belong to thing 1 or thing 2.

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