Luca🖤
She's sitting by the pool completely drenched. Luca let out a sigh and walked to her. She looked up at him and smiled, he almost did it back before realizing what was happening. A wave of concern washed over him.
"Where were you, Melody? And why are you wet?" he asked, helping her up. She hopped up and brushed off her dress as if it had dust on it. Luca looked her in the face and her pupils were dilated.
"You know... stuff," she giggled
"Are you drunk?" He questioned feeling his eyebrows furrow.
"What?" she drags out "Who me? Who told you that? They lied by the way-"
"C'mon, you need to go home," he assured grabbing her wrist. They're almost to his car when someone bumped into him.
"Oh mio-"
"Melody?! I've been looking for you! Where were- why are you wet?" Hazel exclaimed ignoring the teen boy.
"Awe you were," Melody slured hugging Hazel. Hazel turned to him and if looks could kill he'd be 12 feet under.
"Why is she drunk?"
"I-"
"Why is everyone saying I'm drunk? You guys have terrible sources," she giggled
"Um, long story I'm just taking her home," Luce replied
"No, I'm taking her home," Hazel countered grabbing Mel's wrist.
"Uh ok-"
"Nooo, I wanna go home with Luca," Melody interjected
"No cmon Mel, I'm gonna take you home," Hazel assured
"Nooooo, you're not gonna make me," she complained sitting on the floor. Hazel huffs and squints her eyes at Luca, as if examining his soul.
"Fine... call me when you're home," she commands still looking at him.
"Ok, Mom!" she replied
"I'm gonna find Carter and Jack, remember to call me ok?" she insisted walking away
They got to his car and before Melody got in Luca looked in his trunk for extra clothes. He found brown sweatpants and a T-shirt that he didn't know what to do with since his brother decided to dye them—long story. Luca got in the driver's seat and hands her the clothes. He goes on his phone so she can change while simultaneously thanking his tinted windows. There was some shuffling before Luca felt a tap on his shoulder.
"Yea?" he turned around and she finished changing. Luca looked at the outfit on her grateful that he didn't get rid of the clothes.
"Luca!" she snapped
"Huh, yea?" he answered, trying to keep eye contact.
"I said we need to go to the store."
"Why?"
"I need shampoo and conditioner."
"...Why?"
"Soooo I can get the chlorine out of my hair."
"Why didn't you think of that before getting in the pool?"
"How do you know that I got in?"
"Because you just told me," Luca smirked
"Whatever," she deadpanned as he started his car. "You need it too," she added shrugging.
"What? No, I don't," he denied
"Yes you do your hair is mad dry," she giggled
"Whatever."
- - -
They made it to the empty store so Luca parked close to the front
"People are gonna think I'm crazy," Luca looked into the car mirror at the giant horns attached to my head.
"Yea I feel bad for all the old ladies," she giggled, something she couldn't stop doing while she was drunk.
"Alright, come on," Luca rolled his eyes getting out of the car. She didn't get out so Luca opened her door. She was sitting on the floor with her feet almost touching the dashboard and his sweats down to her legs thanks to gravity.
"I'm stuck," she decided
"How did you get there?" Luca deadpanned, she shrugged.
"I don't know, help me please," she whined reaching her arms out.
Luca took the opportunity to take his phone out and take a picture. She smiled as if posing and immediately frowned as Luca started laughing.
"Wait did you just take a picture of me?" she demanded
"No," Luca denied stifling laughter. She stared at him, furrowing her eyebrows before speaking.
"Are you gonna help me?" she hissed un-intimidatingly. He bent down and helped her out of the car. They got into the store and she seemed to know what she was doing, ignoring the stumbles and random drunken giggles.
In the middle of their escapade, she got a call from Hazel and had to confirm that she was alive and breathing, this made Luca roll his eyes. Eventually, they made it into the hair section. There were things from shampoo to cremes that "activate" your curls. In this aisle, Luca thought he was the drunk one.
"Ok so you need some... curl creme," she said picking up and handing him a container of white stuff.
"I said I don't need anything," Luca protested putting it back, unsure of why he felt so insulted.
"Yes you do," she said scrunching up her nose. Luca wasn't buying it so he just stared at her.
"Plus if you use it I'll give you free head massages," she added smiling
"Fine," he grumbled putting the thing back in the cart. Luca wasn't sure if it was the massages or smile that made him do it.
- - -
They got to the cashier and Luca let her pay only because he didn't want to be caught fighting a drunk girl at 1 am. His costume wasn't that big a deal either. Melody had put on her halo despite not having the rest of her costume. And many workers had makeshift costumes on as well.
"Alright, alright fine," Luca obliged backing up from the cashier.
"Yea, that's what I thought," she mumbled giving the cashier money
"You guys are such a cute couple!" the cashier commented.
"We're not-"
"Thank you, my husband here is currently pregnant with twins so he's a little moody," she sighed. The cashier looked at Luca with her jaw on the floor and he nodded solemnly trying his best to laugh.
"I- ok um thank you have a nice day," the cashier concluded giving Shortcake her change. As soon as they left the store they laughed so hard that the people inside could probably hear them.
"What the hell was that? " Luca questioned as they walked out of the store trying to catch his breath.
"I don't know, I just thought it was funny," she laughed. They put the bag in the back seat and got in the car.
"What's your address?" Luca asked starting his car. He only heard snickering so he turned around.
"Why are you laughing?" he challenged
"I'm not going home." she smiled
"Why?" she shrugged
"C'mon Shortcake, what's your address?"
"I said I'm not going home."
"Then where are you going?"
"To your house."
A/N: Heyyyyyy guysss🌚 New chapter, thank you so much for waiting🤧 Im so sorry for not posting for a couple of weeks I've been hella busy lately. This chapter was so long I had to use only about 3/5th of it. So hopefully new chapter next week!!
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Trapped
RomanceLuca Apollo Romano is a 17-year-old pessimistic asshole and student at Crestview High. He doesn't believe in happiness or hope, well not since his parents died and he went under the custody of his abusive uncle. He just can't seem to escape this loo...
