Just a Reject (Luke Hemmings)

~Sometimes, the things that make your life worth living, are also the reasons why your life isn't worth living~


41. Chapter 40

Natasha’s POV

“You know, Abby’s birthday is this weekend,” Michael stated, absent mindedly scrolling through his phone.

“Why would you bother remembering her birthday,” Ash scoffed, rolling his eyes.

“I didn’t. It’s just that EVERYONE’S talking about it. It’d be kinda hard to not know about it.”

“Yeah, but it doesn’t mean you’ve gotta bring it up,” Cal argued.

“She’s holding a huge party this weekend,” Mike said.

“It’s such a shame none of us are invited,” Ash said sarcastically, rolling his eyes again.

“Uhm, about that,” Luke mumbled, awkwardly looking away.

“You were invited weren’t you,” I said flatly.

“Yeah,” he murmured, chewing his lip.

“Of course he was, Abby wants him back,” Cal scoffed.

“Let’s go,” Mike suddenly said, causing us to look at him in confusion.

“Go? Go where?” Cal asked, confused.

“To Abby’s party of course,” Michael said, rolling his eyes.

“Why the fuck would you want to take part in celebrating HER birthday?” Ash spat, glaring harshly at him.

“Who said anything about celebrating her birthday? We’re just gonna go, have a couple of drinks, avoid Abby and have fun,” Michael shrugged.

“But we’re not invited,” I protested, not liking the idea of being crammed into a house filled with drunk horny teenagers.

“Lukey here is. We’ll just go as his friends or guests. Besides, it’s not like she’ll care or be able to do anything about it. I don’t think she’ll even notice us,” Michael argued.

“Eh, I don’t really see why not. Besides, I’ve been dying to have a drink lately,” Cal shrugged, starting to give in.

“See? THAT’S the spirit,” Mike grinned, looking around to see if anyone else agreed.

“Yeah. I’ll come,” Luke mumbled.

“Fine,” Ash grunted. “But only if Tashy is ok with this.”

“Yeah, I’ll come,” I whispered, chewing my lip nervously.

“Don’t worry. I promise I’ll stay by your side the whole time,” Luke said comfortingly.

I just smiled up at him, not believing what he just said, no matter how much I want to.


“TASHYYY,” Ash hollered, bursting through the front door.

“Try not break the front door down next time,” I snapped, pulling my hoodie on.

“Well I texted you to meet us in front of your house at 6pm, but it’s 6:15 and you’re STILL inside the house,” he said, clearly annoyed.

“Oh. So THAT’S what that beeping sound was…” I trailed off, laughing nervously.

He sighed, shaking his head. “We really need to teach you how to use that phone.”

“Yeah, you do,” I admitted, laughing slightly.

“Let’s go. Time to go CELEBRATE Abby’s birthday,” he said, strolling out the front door.

I sighed, making sure the front door was locked before chasing after him.

“Ready?” Luke asked, who was sitting in the driver’s seat.

“Yup,” I said, slamming the car door shut. “So who’s gonna be drinking tonight?”

“I’m almost certainly going to, and Cal might too,” Mike said, leaning back in his seat. “Oh. And Lukey here can’t drink. He’s in charge of driving us all home tonight. Dunno ‘bout Ash here.”

“I’m probably not going to,” Ash muttered.

“I’m definitely not drinking,” I stated. “How much longer ‘till we’re there?”

“We’re actually already here,” Luke announced, pulling up on a road that was covered with dozens of cars.

“Well come on, get out. What’re you waiting for?” Michael said impatiently, who was unable to get out since he was sitting in the middle.

“Damn, alright, I’m getting down,” Cal muttered, climbing out quickly before Michael got even more frustrated.

“I don’t think I wore the right outfit,” I chuckled, looking down at my hoodie and jeans.

“Nah, it’ll be fine. It’s not like you’re gonna go look for someone to hook up with,” Cal chuckled, walking towards the house. “Well, not that I know of.”

“Of course I’m not hooking up with anyone,” I snapped, following everyone else into the already trashed house.

The house reeked of alcohol and was filled with sweaty bodies. Everyone was either dancing, making out or getting/already is drunk.

I awkwardly followed the boys, feeling extremely out of place. Michael had already disappeared into the crowd, leaving Ash, Luke, Cal and I.

“Lukey,” Abby purred, suddenly appearing beside Luke.

“Oh god,” Ashton mumbled, eyeing Abby who was already clinging onto Luke’s arm.

“Uhm, yes Abby?” Luke asked awkwardly, trying to peel her hands off.

She giggled, stumbling over. “You’re funny.”

“You’re drunk,” Luke replied flatly.

“And you’re not. Come on, have a drink,” she urged, tugging on his shirt.

“No Abby,” he said sternly.

“Awwww, pweeeeese?” she whined, causing me to roll my eyes.

“Just go have a drink Luke. I know you want to,” Ash said tiredly. “I’ll drive home.”

“You sure?” Luke frowned. Though he was already letting Abby tug him towards the kitchen.

“Yes Luke, I’m sure. I wasn’t planning on drinking anyway,” Ash sighed. “And just go Cal, I can also tell you want a drink.”

“Are you sure you’ll be fine alone?” Cal asked, as if he felt bad for leaving us.

“I won’t be alone. I’ll be with Tashy,” he grinned, draping his arms over my shoulders.

“Just go Cal. See, Luke’s already gone,” I urged, as he reluctantly left us.

“Sooo.. What now?” I asked, looking up at Ashton.

“Let’s go find somewhere quiet. These people are giving me a headache,” Ash muttered, pulling me towards the stairs.

“Are we allowed up here?” I asked, panicking. Just because this was Abby’s house, doesn’t mean we could go invade her privacy.

“Who cares if we’re not,” he grunted, pulling me up the stairs. “I certainly don’t want to stay down here with all these drunk people.

I sighed, finally giving in.

“What room are we going to go into?”

“Hopefully one without people in the process of making babies.”




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