Allie's P.O.V

"Allie!" Chris exclaimed. "That is not what we discussed!"

I turned to him incredulously. "Discussed? We didn't even say two words on how we would tell him!"

"Tell me what?" Luke asked but we ignored him.

"So? You don't just say it!" Chris said.

"Why not?" I asked. "It's like ripping off a band-aid, just do it quickly."

Chris sighed in exasperation, holding the bridge of his nose with two fingers. "Allie," he tried to explain. "When I agreed to telling him, I meant we would tell him slowly so he wouldn't be pissed."

"Tell me what?" Luke asked.

I ignored him a retorted, "Well, if you weren't such a little wuss about the subject, we could have tallked about it before hand!"

Chris sighed in exasperation."Allie, you didn't try to talk about it either! You just asked me if we could tell him and that was that!"

"Tell me what?" Luke asked again.

Chris and I turned to him and went, "Shh!" Together.

Luke raised his hands in surrender as I went on. "But you didn't want to tell him, so I figured I wouldn't push the subject!"

"Push the subject?" Chris asked incredulously. "That's all you would talk about until I agreed!"

"I wanted you to agree," I defended my actions. "That was the only way I could think to get you to agree.

"What, ask me over and over again like a six year old?" Chris said sarcastically.

Just as I opened my mouth to shoot back a comeback, Luke said timidly, "Maybe instead of fighting about how you were supposed to tell me you could just tell me?"

"Good point," Chris said, then sucked in a big breath. "Luke, Allie and I aren't dating."

Luke frowned. "You mean you broke up? Is that why you were fighting before?"

I sighed. "No. Chris meant that we never dated at all."

Luke looked completely confused, like his brain just wasn't working. "Wait, what?"

I facepalmed while Chris took over to explain because I clearly didn't have the patience for it.

"No, he said gently. "We made it up. We never dated at all, never even hooked up. We lied to mess with you."

"What the hell?" Lukesaid, slightly angry now. "Why?"

"It was after you and Allie hooked up," Chris said hesitantly, sensing that his friend was mad. "She saw you with another girl, and she felt shitty so I suggested faking dating to piss you off,because you don't like me hanging out with girls that you fucked in a one night stand."

Luke was silent for a moment. Chris and I exchanged uneasy glances, as we weren't sure what he was thinking.

"Hell yeah I'm pissed," he finally said, sounding angry. "You faked the whole thing? You lied to me? I'm supposed to be your best friend, Jesus, why couldn't you just talk to me if you wanted to hang out with Allie?"

"Because it wasn't about me," Chris answered, looking over at me.

Thanks Chris,  I thought as Luke fixed a hostile glare on me. "In my defense, I was very upset and kind of drunk," I said.

Luke rolled his eyes. "Whatever. So this whole thing went down because you saw me with someone else? Big fucking deal. Its not like we were dating or anything."

I flushed angrily. "Well, I thought-" my voice got softer. "I thought that since you tried so hard to get with me you liked me a little bit."

Luke laughed. "Seriously? You had a crush on me? That's why you did this?"

A jolt of anger rushed through me. "I could never have a crush on a fucking douchebag like you," I snapped. "Now get the hell out of my house."

Luke got up, an ugly smirk on his face. "Whatever. Try not to pine after me while I'm gone."

White-hot anger took over and I took a step forward, slapping him across the face. His neck turned sharply to the side and I hoped for a second that I hurt his neck. "There, asshole," I spat. "Something to remember me by."

Holding a hand to his cheek, Luke shot me one more contemptuous glare and left.

Turning around, I saw Chris sitting there with his head in his hands. "That went well," he said through his fingers.

I instantly felt guilty for putting him in this situation with his best friend. "You didn't have to side with me. He is your best friend, after all," I said.

Chris looked at me incredulously. "Did you see him?" He asked in disbelief. "He was a total asshole. He thought you were petty and got angry when he found out! It's not like he has any claim on you! You're not even friends!"

"We hung out a couple times," I mumbled.

Chris threw up his hands."And now you're defending him!I cnt believe this! You need to get over your stupid crush, Allie, because Luke is a complete and utter asshole, and you deserve so much better than him!"

Finishing his speech, Chris then proceeded to shake his head at me disapprovingly while gathering his stuff. I couldn't even find words to respond to him, my mind a blank. 

Chris swept past me and paused at the door. "I hope you find someone," he said sincerily. "I just pray to God it isn't Luke."

The door slammed shut. Jasmine come our of her room a couple.minutes to later to find me staring at the door with my mouth slightly ajar. 

"So the cute one left?" She asked.

...

The seventeenth time I saw him, we fell prey to the other's desires.

I bobbed my head along to the beat, back on my spot on the wall, alone. Ever since I had met Chris, I usually hung out with him at parties, but since the fight I hadn't seen him.

Or Luke, for that matter.

Not that it mattered.

I ran  a hand through my hair, my fingers getting caught a little bit on my curls. I shouldn't even be here. I had a shitload of work to do, yet here I was, trying to drown my sorrows in alcohol. 

And look at that. Barely twenty and I already was an alcoholic.

I sighed deeply. Despite my best efforts to keep myself distrcted with school, food, and Netflix, I still missed Chris. He was a good guy, funny, and I enjoyed his company. He was pretty much my only friend here.

I leaned back and banged my head against the wall. "Fuck!" I cursed, rubbing the back of my head as pain blossomed through it.

Despite popular belief, curls were not a coushin for your head.

"Such dirty language coming out of such a pretty mouth," a familiar voice slurred.

I turned to Luke swaying on the spot next to me. I felt the anger already rise in me. 

"Nothing compared to the shit  that comes out yours," I retorted.

He simply chuckled and took another swig out of the bottle of vodka that he was holding. "Ah, Allie, I miss hearing your comebacks."

"Well, dickwad, you could hear them all the time if you weren't such a prick," I said, leaning back against the wall, closing my eyes tiredly.

"Jesus, Allie, I'm trying to apologize," Luke said.

I opened my eyes. "Really? Because you're doing a shit job. Usually when someone apologizes, they say I'm sorry."

"I'm sorry," Luke said. "I'm a total asshole and I deserve everything you threw at me, and I shouldn't have overreacted," he said, rolling his eyes. "There. Was that sincere enough for you?" He asked sarcastically."

"I don't know why I even waste my time with you!" I shouted, so angry I could barely speak. "You're nothing but a dick and a douche and there's no way in hell someone like you can be a halfway decent person after all the shit you pulled!"

Lukexo ked an eyebrow. "And how am I a shitty person, exactly?"

I wanted to scream in frustration. "God, you're so annoying! There's a huge list, let me see, um, you fuck different girl every night, you get wasted all the damn time, you don't give a shit about your friends, and let a not forget about the fact that you don't work for anything, you just expect everything to be handed to you on a silver platter!"

Luke took a step forward and braced his hand on the wall above me. "You didn't get handed to me," he whispered, dropping the vodka bottle on the floor and touching my cheek. "Suppose that's why I can't stop thinking about you."

I rolled my eyes. "Oh come on-"

He interrupted me with a groan. "Don't you know how crazy you make me?" he murmured, almost to himself, his hand coming up to cup my cheek. "With how you wear shorts and make your tiny legs look so damn long and how you can stand up for yourself and how you wouldn't just give yourself up for me," he paused to lean in closer, so when he spoke his lips barely brushed against mine. "I can't stop thinking about the night we spent together, with you under me, and how wrecked you looked and I liked it, I liked making you feel that way and I can't stop thinking about it, you know how many nights I've spent alone just thinking about you in the most dirty way, wanting you alone in my bed-"

He was mumbling things under his breath now, things that made my breath hitch and my mind race, and I couldn't help but think back to that night too. I wasn't going to admit it to anyone, but he was the best I ever had, andright now, the way he was talking about it made me want it again.

Suddenly, he stopped and looked down at me, a strange expression on his face. "You slapped me," was all he said.

I fought the urge to blush. "Well, yeah, you were being a dick-"

"It was fucking hot," he breathed and leaned down to kiss me.

In the split second it took for me to respond, I thought, fuck not again, but I was too eager for him, leaning into his touch and his kiss.

He tasted of vodka and it felt like I was getting drunk off of just kissing him. He pushed me against the wall hard enough to make me squeal but not hard enough to hurt and his hands went down to cup my ass. When I got a bit daring and bit his lip gently, his hands tightened their hold on my bum.

"Let's take this upstirs," he pulled away to growl, brown eyes almost black with desire. 

"Okay," I said breathlessly, fighting the urge to swoon at his hotness and butterflies started to swarm round my stomach. Oh shit, I liked him, even though he was an asshole.

He took my hand in his, interlacing the fingers and led me upstairs, and even though we were going to do terrible, dirty things, I couldn't help but think that there was something so innocent in the way our hands fit together.

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So yeah, Luke's a prick  but we all knew that. I hope you guys enjoy this, its super long actually lol much longer than my usual chapters, like 500 words longer. I apologize for errors,i know I had to go back a bilion times to fix things, so just bear with me. I hate school,i just want to sleep all the time and I'm so tired all the time, and I'm going to get even busier, so yeah... even less sleep for me! Yay!

I'm ready for summer and its been  week since school started.

Anyway, enough about my .ltroubles, I hope you guys enjoy and please vote and comment, i love you all vv much and hope you are all feeling lovely, and if not, i hope this helped a little bit.

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