attractive catastrophe ❧ hemmings au

❧ 04

❧ 04 | konstantine.

Saturday night had finally came around and Luke couldn't wish for anything else but that it wouldn't actually be Saturday night; he couldn't remember the last time he'd gone to a party, if he actually ever went to any.

As Luke laid against the wall he couldn't help but regret coming. The moment he and Ashton had opened the door to the party and let themselves in, Luke felt disgusted, remembering why he didn't do parties.

There were dancing bodies everywhere, humping against each other, having something that looked like dry sex rather than a dance; he had already bumped into more than 3 sweaty, drugged people, most of them being girls, who threw themselves at him. Gross, he thought.

"Luke, what are you doing? Let's start looking for her," Ashton said over the loud music, just as tired and irritated as Luke was.

"Good idea," Luke answered, "the less time I have to spend here the better."

They both made their way down the hallway, looking for a girl with chocolate hair and fair skin; the one that had made Luke frozen in spot that one and single time they met.

"Where do you think she'd be?" Luke asked.

"She's probably with her friend, uh, Ciara," Ashton added, "she's tanned, short curly hair and-"

"Irwin! So nice seeing you around!" A guy slurred as he stood in the way of the two friends.

"Hello Fred," Ashton replied in distaste, but Fred was too busy looking at girls's bodies like he owned them. Luke took a good look at the dude, realizing he was the type of jock every gurl wanted to bang due to his rude exterior; he wondered how many nerds he'd shoved into lockers when he was in highschool.

"So weird seeing you here, who's your friend?" Fred asked, looking directly at Luke; this one didn't blink an eye.

"Uh, Fred, Luke, Luke, Fred," Ashton introduced, "he's not from around here, hope you don't mind."

"Of course not, Irwin! Your friends are my friends! Mi casa, su casa." Luke resisted the urge to dramatically gag.

"Yeah, whatever, uh, see you later." Ashton ended the conversation and dragged Luke out of the situation.

"Mi casa, su casa." Luke mocked, laughing.

"What does that even mean? Is that French or something?" Ashton asked, clearly pissed.

"You dumbfuck, it's Spanish. And it means My house, your house." Luke rolled his eyes. "It's unbelievable you don't know this. Please note you're the one in college, and I'm a dropout."

"You can't be a dropout, you never actually went to college in the first place."

"And see how that's working for me," Luke smirked in victory.

"Fuck off, let's go find the dumb bitch shall we? I want to leave this party as soon as posible." Ashton growled, looking around in hopes to see the chocolate haired girl.

"Después de ti," Luke chuckled, letting Ashton lead the way.

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"Seen her anywhere?" Luke asked when he saw Ashton; they both had decided to part different ways to see who could find her.

"No, I think she didn't come tonight." Ashton said, scratching the back of his neck.

"I'm so gonna kill you," Luke said, mad that he came here for nothing.

"It's not my fault! How would I know?"

"You should've done some research! Aren't you banging her best friend or something? Is Ciara the name?" Luke implied, "you should've asked."

"Whatever dude, let's get out of here."

"Yeah, I want to kill you somewhere where there are no people present to testify against me."

"Shut up and put your damn coat on, would you?" Ashton said as he put his own.

"Irwin! Luke! Already leaving?" Fred came from behind both of them, patting them on the back by surprise.

"Fred, yeah, Luke's not feeling well."

"Oh come on, the hotties are about to arrive! Can't you hang in a little longer?" Fred asked Luke, nudging his shoulder.

"Hotties?" Ashton asked, but before Fred could explain himself, the door opened, revealing three girls.

"Aspen, Ciara, Kons, you've made it!" Fred drunkly cheered and the mention of a certain name made Luke's interest perk up. He looked at the three girls, which wasn't a hard task to do, since Fred, even if he was a jerk, was right. They were hotties.

"We wouldn't miss it, Fred." Aspen smiled sarcastically, batting her eyelashes as she took the beer Fred had offered her and splashed it on the plant next to her. They all walked past Fred, who was just there smiling sheepishly, lost in his own sexual fantasies with the red haired girl.

"You know how to drive someone crazy, Aspen." Fred smiled, but she just ignored him. "Now Ciara-"

"Don't try." Ciara stopped him, clearly not interested.

"Konstantine..." Fred smiled; out of all of them, Konstantine was his favorite. Konstantine was everyone's favorite, despite being unliked in middle schooled and crushed on throughout highschool, Konstantine had became the sex bombshell on legs.

"Bite me." She coldly replied, looking at her phone.

"Dude, that's her," Ashton whispered into his mate's ear, which made Luke look at him annoyed.

"No shit!" Luke faked enthusiasm.

"Shut up."

"Fred is Ashton here? Like, did he really came?" Ciara asked; she, being so short, couldn't look past Fred's tall and bulky figure, which made it hard to see the people behind him, that included Ashton.

"Yeah, he's here, but they were just leaving, his friend's not feeling well." Fred said, moving aside so that Ashton wouldn't hide behind Fred.

"Hello Ciara," Ashton smirked smoothly.

"Hi Ashton." Ciara replied coldly; he knew she was trying to keep her cool exterior now that there were people around them.

"We're staying, Fred, I feel better." Luke talked, and Konsantine couldn't help but feel like she recognized that voice from somewhere; she looked up, only to have a pair of icy blue eyes staring at her in a manner she couldn't decipher. "What's up, I'm Luke, Ashton's friend."

"Nice to meet you, I'm Ciara."

"Konstantine." She introduced herself, just nodding.

"Nice to meet you, Konstantine."

"Yeah." Was all she said, not tearing her eyes from his.

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n/a: short and not interesting but yea see ya

laura x