Here I am, sitting on my bed waiting for Luke to come pick Michael and I up for the party. It is already 9:15 and Luke isn't here yet, fashionably late I suppose. Minutes pass when I hear a knock on my bedroom door.

"Yeah?" I call, standing up to get my bag, assuming it was Michael at my door.

"Luke's here. Let's go." Michael says, confirming my assumption.

"Coming." I say as I opened the door.

Michael looks at me and furrows his eyebrows.

"What?" I ask.

"Don't you think that's a bit short?" He asks, referring to my dress.

The dress is tight and black, and yes, it was fairly short. "It's a party, Mikey. Let me dress how I want." I groan, walking past him and down the stairs to put my shoes on.

I look around but don't see Luke. Michael comes downstairs and slid his shoes on.

"Okay, ready? Luke's in the car." Michael says.

I nod and we walk outside to the car. I get in the backseat and avoid all possible eye contact with Luke.

Not long after, we pull into the driveway of Cora's house. Luke shuts off the car and Michael turns around to face me.

"So, uh, May. I know you got mad at me for not spending time with you while you're here but I was wondering if tonight you could make an exception? Just this once? It's kinda Cora's birthday so I uh- you know.." Michael says, trailing off.

"Aye! That a boy!" Luke exclaims, fist bumping Michael.

Then I realize what he meant. "Oh- ew Michael!" I shrieked, scrunching my nose in disgust.

"I didn't even say anything!" Michael says, laughing.

"You didn't have to! The last thing I need to hear about is my brother's sex life." I say, utterly grossed out.

"Okay, that's where this conversation ends." Michael says, opening the door, then quickly looking back at me. "So, it's okay though right?"

I nod my head. "Yeah, don't worry about it. I'll just hang out with Calum or something." I say, as we all make our way inside.

Not even an hour of being here and I'm already alone. I was with Calum until some girl came up to him and I didn't feel like being a third wheel.

I walk into the kitchen and pour myself a beer.

"Drinking alone?" A voice asks from behind me.

I turned around to see someone I don't recognize.

"Unfortunately." I say, laughing lightly.

"Mind if I keep you company?" He asks.

"Be my guest." I say.

He leans over to a pour himself a drink before introducing himself. "I'm Jace." He says, extending his hand out.

"May." I say, shaking his hand.

"Are you new in town?" He asks me.

"I'm just here for the summer visiting my brother." I explain.

"Who's your brother?" He asks.

"Michael." I say with a smile.

"Clifford?" He asks.

Were they friends?

"Uh, yeah?" I say, more like a question than an answer.

He smirks and puts his arm around my shoulders.

"And where is Michael tonight?" He asks.

I raise an eyebrow. "Um, around?" I say, removing his arm from my body, only for him to place it around my waist. "I should go find him." I say, trying to get out of this situation.

Jace was too touchy for my liking. "I don't think so?" Jace says with a smirk, stepping in front of me.

"Excuse me?" I ask in utter shock.

Who does this guy think he is?

"You're really hot, and I'm feeling really lonely tonight. You can help me with that, babe." He says taking a step towards me. I put my hand in front of me towards his chest, pushing him back.

"Don't call me that. And I have a boyfriend." I say.

It wasn't a complete lie, Ian and I would most likely be back together soon, I hoped at least.

"Oh, yeah? Who?" He asks, still pushing his way closer to me.

"Me." Someone says from behind me. I turned around to see Luke standing there. I was surprisingly relieved to see him.

Jace laughs. "You, Hemmings?"

"That's right. And you better take your fucking hands off my girl before your hands won't be able to touch anything ever again." Luke says, coming closer to us.

"I know she isn't really your girlfriend, so I'll pass on that." Jace says as he attacked my neck with his lips.

"Get off me!" I yell, trying to push Jace off me.

Suddenly Jace's body is lifted from mine and he is pinned up against the wall.

"If you ever lay a hand of her again-" Luke yells before I cut in.

"Luke, calm down." I say.

"No! You better never touch her again. Is that clear?" Luke yells at Jace, his face turning red with anger.

At a time this I shouldn't be thinking of this but, I can't help but notice how attractive Luke looks when he was angry.

"And what if I do?" Jace smirks.

What was wrong with this kid? Just then Luke raises his hand up, his fingers formed into a fist and was about to shoot it out directly at Jace when I yell, "Luke! Please don't!"

I grab his hand that wasn't curled up into a fist and try to pull him away. He looks at me and then back at Jace.

"Stay away from her." Luke says, pointing his finger in Jace's face, before following me out of the kitchen.

I lead him to the first room I find that is empty and shut the door.

"What was that!" I yell.

"What? You're seriously mad at me? I was trying to protect you!" Luke yells back at me.

"No, of course I'm not mad at you! I meant what the hell was that, you almost hit him. You could have gotten charged if you did." I explain.

"Well you should have let me. He fucking deserved it." Luke says.

"Luke, calm down." I say, rubbing his back, but immediately move my hand away when I realize what I am doing.

"You didn't have to stop." Luke sighs.

"Yeah, uh." I clear my throat, "I did."

"What did I do to make you hate me so much?" Luke says with his head down.

"Luke, please don't start." I sigh.

"No, May! Please, just tell me what I did, because this seriously can't all be because of tweets back and forth!" Luke says, raising his voice slightly.

"Ian hasn't called me. Every time we fight, he calls me the next day and everything goes back to normal. This time he didn't, because he thinks you and I are seriously together." I say.

"Then, maybe we should be." Luke says under his breath, louder than he probably wanted it to be.

"Luke-" I begin before he cuts me off,

"May, I don't know why I'm feeling this way I mean, you're my best friend's sister and I've barely even known you for two weeks. But, I can't explain it. I can't get you out of my head. Your smile," He says, taking a step closer to me, "Your laugh," again taking a step closer to me, "Your eyes. The way your hair flows perfectly down your back." He says.

"Luke, you're drunk." I say stepping back.

"I may be drunk right now but I feel the same way about you when I'm sober." He says, taking another step towards me to the point where our bodies are almost touching.

He tucks a stray piece of hair behind my ear. "Say no if you want me to stop." He says.

He begins to lean in. I can't deny I am attracted to Luke. Maybe that is the reason I was trying to keep my distance from him, because I knew I could potentially cheat on Ian. Regardless of the reasons I had for staying away from him, at this exact moment I want nothing more than to be close to him. As close as humanly possible. I want to feel his lips on mine. I want to be his, even if it was just for a second. I began leaning in too and just as our lips brushed against each other, the door opens. of course.

I quickly move away from Luke and look at the door to see Michael standing there.

"I heard what happened before. May, are you alright?" Michael asks, oblivious to what was going on with Luke and I just seconds ago.

"Yeah, I'm okay. Thanks to Luke." I say smiling, looking over at Luke.

"Thanks, man." Michael says, giving a 'bro' hug to Luke.

"No worries." Luke says, never taking his eyes off me.

"Let's get you home." Michael says.

"Mikey really, I'm fine. You can go back to Cora if you want I'll just stay with Luke."

Michael shakes his head. "Are you crazy? Jace tried shit with you. My baby sister. We're leaving."

"Who is that Jace guy anyways?" I ask.

"Some pot head that lives around here. Him and his drug crew are always coming to our parties, even though we don't invite them. Don't worry about them." Michael explains.

Him talking about Jace and his 'drug crew' couldn't help but remind me of my friends back home. I wonder what they were doing right now. I wonder what Ian was doing.

"He seemed like he knew you though?" I ask Michael.

Michael looks at Luke and widens his eyes slightly. Did I miss something?

"Well it's a small town." Michael says, clearly lying as he quickly changed the subject.

"Come on, Luke can you drive us home?" Michael asks.

"No!" I say quickly.

I don't want Luke to drive us home after what almost happened between us. That would be an awkward car ride.

"What do you mean? How will we get home then?" Michael says with a light laugh.

"Ask Ashton, he wasn't drinking. I wouldn't want to take Luke away from the party." I say, making up the first excuse that comes into my head.

"It's no troub-" Luke says before I cut him off.

"It's fine. See you around, Luke. Thanks again." I say before walking out the door to find Ashton. Once I find him, he agrees to drive us home.

I get home and slip into a long shirt and remove my makeup before getting into bed. And for the first time in a long time, my mind isn't on Ian. My thoughts are being invaded by none other than Luke Hemmings and our almost kiss.