5SOS: How to Change a Bad Boy

Make a girl fall in love with you in thirty days (or less). Breaking innocent and naive girls' hearts for their own entertainment. That was the game that they played, and Luke Hemmings was the very best. When he's given a victim, he thinks it's no big deal and does it for the quick and easy cash, but he had no idea what he was getting himself into when he said he wanted a more difficult target.


6. chapter 6

A/N: sorry, this chapter kind of sucks but I'm tired and really wanted to update. The next one will be better I swear. This was inspired by the song 'uh-oh' by Junior Doctor. Alot of stuff is about to go down in the next couple of chapters, just a heads up. ;) thanks for reading!

Enjoy xx


I was standing at her front door with sweaty palms and a single lily. I didn't get her a rose because she always thought they were too cliche. "Will you be my girlfriend?" I flashed a cocky grin as she answered the door, hoping she would say yes.

"Of course," Autumn smiled, walking close enough to hug me.

As we pulled away from the hug, I cleared my throat. "Now Miss Palmer, since you're my official girlfriend, would you do me the complete honor of accompanying me to my parents' dinner party tonight?" I grinned sheepishly and she rolled her eyes.

"Only if I have to." She winked and invited me into her house. As usual, her parents hadn't been home in a week or two. I walked into her living room and my eyes darted directly towards the couch. "What are Mikey and Demi doing here?" I pretended to be complaining, but it hadn't worked out as planned.

Autumn walked over and grabbed Demi's arm, pulling her off of the couch. "Demi and I," she paused, motioning me to go sit down next to Michael. "Have something to tell you guys," she continued. "Dem, you want to tell them the first part?"

Demi's face lit up and she grinned widely, almost unable to stand still. "Autumn and I found an apartment!"

"You what?" Michael and I asked at the same time and started laughing.

"We found an apartment," Demi restated proudly. "We both make enough money to take care of all of the bills and to have extra money for food, clothes, makeup and what not. And, my mom was offered a job in Canada and since her parents are always gone, we decided to just get an apartment together. We've been planning this for ages," she explained.

I looked to Autumn who was repeatedly bouncing up and down, obviously anxious about something. Demi looked at her and she quickly piped up. "So, we also decided to open up our own store, with the help of our parents. It's going to be a punk rock and alternative store called 'Broken Hearts Over Broken Records'-because, you know, records are pretty freaking rad-and we are going to sell make up, jewelry, clothes and of course, records."

Mikey and I looked at each other, thoroughly impressed with how our girlfriends had everything worked out.

"Wow, that's a lot to take in at once," I said and Michael chuckled. "I totally support you on this. And Mikey and I will help under one condition: we get to help you pick out the records you sell." The two girls smiled widely and Mikey gave me a look that read 'nicely done'.

"So, we have to go get ready," Demi awkwardly said, starting to walk towards the staircase.

"Yeah, it will take us a while to get ready for the dinner party," Autumn agreed and Michael burst into laughter.

"A while," he rolled his eyes. "Come on, Luke. We better go get ready as well," he said, dragging me out the front door.

A few hours later, we showed back up at Autumn's house, ready to pick them up for the dinner party. I had never brought a girl home before, and I had never introduced one to my parents. I was actually kind of nervous, and had to keep reminding myself that what I was doing was for the bet and the bet only.

Demi came downstairs first, wearing a black dress that kind of looked like the dress that Wednesday Addams would wear. Her black and red hair was curled and loosely pulled back, with a few pieces left out to frame her face. She looked absolutely lovely, and I could tell that Michael thought so too from the way that he was practically drooling over her. I wasn't one to talk, though, because shortly after Demi came downstairs, Autumn did. She was wearing a simple black cocktail dress that cut at about mid thigh. Her and Demi were wearing the same exact black, lace up heels. She looked unbelievably stunning in the dress.

You look absolutely beautiful," I whispered into Autumn's ear and she blushed.

"Yeah?" She asked, smirking devilishly, "well, you better close your mouth before you catch flies," she winked.

I loved the fact that she was a complete smart ass, but also that my compliments made her blush.

I saw Michael whisper something into Demi's ear and her cheeks grew 50 shades darker than they already were. I had assumed that he whispered something sexual to her, or something about how he thought she looked sexy in the dress.

We hopped into my car. The two girls sat in the back and I drove, leaving shotgun available to Michael.

When we arrived at the party, I noticed that my parents had really outdone themselves this time. It was set up like a party for the queen of England would be. There was music and lights and humongous chandeliers hanging everywhere. I spotted my parents on the spiral staircase across the room and grabbed Autumn's hand, waving a quick goodbye to Mikey and Demi.

"Mom, Dad." I called out to them and they glanced over, surprised that I had come.

"Lucas!" My mother called, coming down to give me a hug. "It's so very nice to see you all cleaned up. You look nice."

"I agree with your mother, Lucas. You clean up well, son."

I thanked them quickly before jumping right into the introduction. "Mom, Dad. This is my girlfriend, Autumn." I smiled and they both looked utterly shocked. Autumn smiled and my mother hugged her, looking as happy as she could be. On the other hand, my father didn't look as pleased.

"Son, let's have a talk." He put his hand on my shoulder and we walked a little bit away from my mom and Autumn. During our little "chat", my dad told me everything that he thought was wrong with Autumn. The blue streak in her hair, the way she did her makeup, how slutty she was dressed, and just about every other little complaint he could come up with to use against her. "I think you could do so much better."

"Dad, you don't even know her," I argued with him, and I knew I had crossed the line.

"You're right," he said, looking me dead in the eye, "and I don't want to."

I sighed angrily and rushed to Autumn, taking her hand and walking back towards our friends.

"Your mother seems sweet," she laughed and I gave her a small smile. "Luke, you okay?" She asked with a concerned look on her face. I should have told her right there and then, but instead I told her not to worry about it. We danced to a couple of slow songs and at about ten thirty, we decided to leave.

Demi decided she would stay the night with Autumn and that they would begin painting their apartment-and their new store-in the morning. Michael and I agreed that it was a good idea and dropped them off. Halfway down the street, I realized that Autumn had left her shoes in the car, but before I could call her, Michael spoke up.

"You're totally screwed with that bet, Luke."

"Why?" I chuckled. "I've done this all before. She's just a girl."

Michael laughed. "Dude, if she was just a girl you wouldn't be so angry that your dad hates her. If she was just a girl, she probably wouldn't have even met them in the first place."

He made a good point, but before I had any time to argue, my phone rang.

"Uh-oh." Michael said and I gave him a confused look.


He laughed before explaining to me what he had said. "Uh-oh. By the junior doctors. That's what that song is."

"Yeah," I said, not catching his drift. "It's Autumn's ringtone. What about it?"

We continued driving and he laughed. "Have you listened to the lyrics? The chorus alone goes 'uh oh uh oh, I get this feeling and I don't know don't know, how she keeps stealing all the air from my lungs, and leaving all the words stuck on my tongue'," he sang, and I still didn't get what he meant.

We kept driving in silence and my phone rang again. It was Autumn, probably calling about her shoes. I listened to the song, soon discovering what Mikey had mean.

Yes, Michael. Uh-Oh indeed.

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