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Pretty Girls ⇼ Luke Hemmings

Part of the Band.

Michael gave us a ride back to campus after we woke up in the morning. He dropped Cass of at a small house down the street from campus and Lea and I in our dorm. He stuck around for a while because, in his own words, the longer he stayed, the less he had to clean. As the couple sat on Lea’s bed, they pried into me with questions.
“So what’d you do after I lost you?” Lea asked, wrapping her hands around Michael’s arms, setting her head on his shoulder.
“Um… Well I threw up,” I shrugged, earning a small laugh from her. “And then Luke pushed me in it,” I stated before going back to my business on my phone.

“He… Wait what?” Michael asked, holding a concerned expression.
“We were arguing and he pushed me in my vomit,” they exchanged glances before Lea sighed.
“That’s Luke for you,” she shrugged.
“I don’t like him,” Michael let out a loud laugh.
“No one likes Luke.” He told me. “We just put up with him because he’s part of the band,” Lea was hardly paying attention to the conversation, she was engulfed in trying to get Michael’s attention back on her.

“Band?” I questioned further.
“Yeah, babe,” Lea laughed. “They’re in a band. Isn’t that hot?” She winked at me, fanning over Michael.
“It’s nothing big,” he shrugged. “We just play at some bars and house parties,” my mouth formed in the shape of an ‘o’.
“Luke used to be great,” Lea admitted. “I mean… He’s always been rude but before he’d apologize for it. I don’t know what’s gotten into him,” she frowned, her thin body leaning into Michael’s. He wrapped an arm around her shoulders.
“Drugs,” Michael muttered under his breath. I pretended not to hear him and let them have some privacy as I showered.
“We do drugs, too. It’s not an excuse,” Lea sighed as I left the room.

***

As I entered the room again, a haze of smoke plagued the small area.
“Shut the door,” Michael whined, and I complied, shutting the smoke in with us.
“I have a question,” Lea brought up, shifting in her bed to face me. “I just want to know why you choose to wear a purity ring,” her voice was sweet, though she spoke slowly due to her intoxicated state. I frowned, finally turning to the couple. “Come sit,” She offered, patting the spot next to her. With reluctance, I obeyed and took the place between Lea and the wall. My eyes fell to the bong in her lap. “Wanna smoke with us?” She offered, causing my eyes to widen.
“Oh… Um well… I don’t know,” I let out a small, breathy laugh. “I-I’ve never,” Lea gave me a comforting smile before holding up the bong for me to see.
“It’s okay. You don’t have to,” she assured.

“Well… What’s it like?” I asked after a few seconds passed.
“Calm. Happy. Everything’s funny. You’ll probably talk loudly. Oh, and you’ll want food,” Michael answered, grabbing the bong from Lea and taking a hit.
“Yeah, but you could also get a little paranoid,” she mumbled. “But only if you smoke too much,” she reassured, but I felt like she was lying. I’m sure I’ve heard of people who don’t smoke because they always get paranoid.
“Okay,” I gave in, knowing if I passed something up like this, they may never ask again. With a big smile, Lea grabbed the bong back and held up a lighter.

“So you just light the top of this, then you suck in and pull the piece out to suck up all the smoke,” I stared at her, confused as she demonstrated.
“Okay,” I nodded. An uncomfortable sense set over me as I took the bong from her and held the mouthpiece against my lips. With worry for how it would taste, I lit where I was instructed and sucked in the smoke.
“You should pull the piece out,” Lea suggested, and I complied. As soon as the air entered my lungs, a fit of coughing took over me.

“Take smaller hits,” Michael laughed. “Like this,” He only breathed in for a second, and I stared at him through watery eyes as I coughed. He passed it off to Lea, who took a large hit, and back to me. With the new instruction, I only let a puff of smoke into my system and I was surprised when the cloud of smoke was so large.
“Sometimes less is more,” Lea winked. “But from all the coughing you did, I’m sure you’ll be plenty high,” Michael reached over and grabbed the bong from me, taking a hit and passing it to Lea. “We’re good,” she shrugged him off.

“Why does coughing have anything to do with it?” I asked, my throat burning.
“Your lungs expand,” she contained a laugh. “More lung space, more drug space… And you get high faster too,” her head fell back as she stared at the ceiling. “I can’t believe you’re so innocent and I’m the one infiltrating you,” it was a comment mostly to herself, and I didn’t reply. “What do you think that stain is from?” Her mind went elsewhere and my gaze followed hers, to the yellow blotch. I found it hard to tear my eyes away, as the stain seemed to follow the shape of a cat’s head. I couldn’t tear my eyes away from it.

“You feeling it yet?” Michael asked, finally breaking the silence, laying on the bed and hanging his legs over the edge. I wondered how long I’d been staring at the splotch.
“I… Um… I don’t know,” I let out a dry laugh. Lea scrolled through her phone to switch the song.
“How do you feel?” He asked and I furred my brow, slightly distracted by Lea singing along to a song with heavy lyrics.
“Good but I-um-I don’t know why,” A loud laugh left Michael’s mouth.
“You’re feeling it,” he assured, picking the bong back up and taking a hit before passing it to Lea. She took a hit and passed it along to me. I stared down at the glassware. “Live a little,” Michael urged and I smiled before taking another hit and passing it along. The routine continued and I had, if I counted properly, 5 hits in total before Michael declared that the bowl was cashed… Whatever that meant. Michael was rambling on about something and I noticed his accent was similar to Luke’s. I wonder if they came to college together. I wonder if Ashton and Calum have the accents too and I just didn’t notice.

I found myself laughing along with them and participating in the conversation more than I would have if I hadn’t smoked with them, and I felt good about myself for being so talkative.
“Val,” Lea turned to me. “Tell me about your ring,” she urged.
“Oh… Um… I don’t know,” I sighed. “I don’t like to talk about it because people always judge me for it,” my face heated up. I suddenly felt like my whole body was on fire.
“You tell us… And we will… Tell you something,” Michael struggled to spit the words out, as if he was trying to word it better and simply couldn’t.
“What could you possibly tell me that would compare?” I ask and they glance at each other.

“The first time I went down on a girl, she’d started her period and didn’t know until I came up with blood on my face,” Michael admits and my face flushes. I can’t help but laugh.
“So the first time I sucked a dick,” Lea began. “He wanted me to deepthroat and I was young, maybe 15, so I didn’t really know what it meant but I agreed. So I’m sucking his dick and he grabs my hair and shoves his entirety into my mouth as he’s coming and it spewed out my nose. God it burnt so bad,” her face turned red as she laughed. My eyes widen at the possibility that either of those things could easily happen to me.
“And that’s why Lea doesn’t like giving head,” Michael teased and she swatted at him.
“I make up for it in other ways,” she defended herself.

“Fine,” I sighed. “My parents are very religious. I’m talking church three times a week and I’ve only ever been in catholic school my whole life. Up until now, that is. At first, the ring was just something I did to make them happy, but as I got older I decided that it might be a good thing. I mean… I’m not necessarily saving myself for marriage… Well, unless it comes to that. I’m saving myself for love,” I’m wary in telling them this, afraid of their reaction. They don’t laugh like I’m used to people doing. Instead they just nod, no expression lining their faces.
“Have you ever kissed anyone?” Lea asks.
“Of course,” I laugh. “I kissed a boy in middle school once. He was very sweet and I let him touch my butt… Over my skirt, of course,” I tell them this in hopes that they don’t think I’m a prude.
“That’s the furthest you’ve gone?” Michael asks and I nod. “So… Just sex? Or you’re not doing anything?” I frown.
“I’ve never thought about that,” I admit honestly. “I suppose just sex,” Michael glances at his phone and nearly jumps up.
“I’m late,” he explains, kissing Lea and calling out a goodbye before leaving us alone.

“You wanna do something tonight?” Lea asks and I’m over the moon. I thought for sure she’d distance herself after I told her about my purity ring.
“Sure,” I shrug, trying not to seem too eager.
“Great!” She stands and pulls me up by my hand. “Mikey has a concert in a couple hours!” She begins to rifle through her closet. “We can smoke before and it’ll be so fun! Oh! Can I dress you?” She smiles at me eagerly, and I’m feeling too good from the high to say no. She pulls out a short black pencil shirt and pulls it on before changing into a red bralette that hardly covers her and tall red heels. I pray she doesn’t dress me like that. She notices my worried expression and laughs before giving me a (still short, but a bit longer) pale pink velvet skirt, a tight long sleeve black shirt, and pink velvet heels. My outfit is much more conservative than hers and, for that, I’m thankful. However, I still think it’s too much and I manage to convince her to let me bring my windbreaker, convincing her on bringing a leather jacket for herself. Lea curls her hair and I let mine fall to its naturally straight state. She cakes herself in makeup and does my eyeliner. As we smoke a little more and then head on our way, I can’t help but feel excited.

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Comments

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