~Ophelia's POV~
Luke and I spent a lot of time together over Christmas break, as he was home alone a lot and he didn't seem to have much to do. Sometimes we'd hang out at his house and other times at mine, since my granny seemed to both like and trust him well enough to let him stick around the house. I didn't mind it, though. In fact, I loved spending time with him, even if we weren't doing anything.
"You find what you're gonna wear yet?" Luke groaned from where he laid on my bed, all sprawled out comfortably. I popped my head out, clutching my towel around myself despite the fact that I was wearing undergarments beneath it, and he'd already seen me naked several times by now. My nudity was nothing new to him, but I covered myself anyways. "No, I haven't. Don't rush me." I pouted, my eyes flicking back over to my clothes hung on the hangers in my closet.
He chuckled and covered himself with my blankets more, cuddling up under them. "Fine, fine." He sighed, pouting playfully. I continued to search through my clothes, trying to find something to wear to the christmas party that Stella was holding at her house, which she had invited all of us to. She'd even invited Luke, maybe for my sake, though I wasn't too sure. It was obvious she still held a little bit of a grudge against him, but she genuinely seemed to be trying to patch it over after what happened with Zuri.
After a little while of looking, I pulled on an outfit and stepped out of my closet for him to see, doing a little twirl. "How's this? Good?" I asked, curious. His eyes, which had been closed before as he rested, peeled open and he scanned up and down the length of my body.
I had on a pair of white high-waisted skinny jeans that showed off my hips and my mid-drift, with a cropped light green top that tied together at the front and had thick straps over my shoulders. My heels had a thick, light brown sole and a green strap across the foot that matched my top, showing off my toes. "You look gorgeous." Luke hummed, lifting his arm up to rest it behind his head, staring up at me.
A smile formed on my lips and I walked over, kneeling down before I crawled into his lap, straddling him. He peered up at me, one hand on my hip. "We should just ditch the party." He murmured, making me shoot him a look. "Absolutely not! I just spent a long time getting ready, so we're going." I huffed, playing with the fabric of his shirt.
He sat up and slipped his hand around to my butt, squeezing it through my jeans. "Then you'd better climb off my lap before you tempt me into staying here with you, gorgeous." He teased, making my face warm. I scrambled to get off of his lap, standing up by my bed with a little huff. "You're such a little horndog." I scolded, not truly minding it at all. If anything, he had turned me just as bad as him. I was easily able to keep up with his constantly raging libido, so it didn't bother me.
"Oh, please." He chuckled, pushing himself up from my bed while I put on deodorant and then a little perfume. "You're the one who always tries to jump me when we shower together." He teased, stalking up behind me. I glanced at him in the mirror on my dresser, his arms slithering around my waist. "That's not fair. I only do that because you constantly rub up on me and wash me. You can't do that and expect me not to do anything. It's practically cheating." I pouted, reaching back to play with his soft hair.
Luke laughed into my ear, snuggling his face into my hair. "Well, you can't expect me to not wanna touch you when you're naked. That is just cruel." He retorted.
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When Luke and I got to Stella's house in his car, he and I got out of the car and headed into her house. It wasn't a party that she had decided to host for anyone, just our group of friends, so it wasn't crowded or full of strangers, thankfully.
Everyone else had already arrived by the time we got there, leaving Luke and I to be the last two to arrive. The two of us entered the house and I shut the door, smiling at everyone as they cheered when we walked in, seeming to have been waiting for us. I waved at everyone and hugged Saniya back when she enveloped me in her arms, squeezing me tightly. "It's about time you guys got here, you took forever." She pouted, not really addressing Luke whatsoever.
I giggled and pulled away, feeling Luke lingering closely behind me. "Sorry, I took a while trying to figure out what to wear." I apologized, biting my lip. She smiled and looked me over, handing me a wine cooler that was still cold and unopened. "Here ya go." She chirped, sitting back down on the plush pink couches.
However, I shook my head and awkwardly set it on the table. "I don't think I should drink. I seem to be a lightweight, I've learned." I said, making Luke snort in amusement as he plopped down in a chair and pulled me down to sit on his lap. "Yeah, you more than just seem to be a lightweight." He chuckled, snatching up the wine cooler that I'd set down. "If you're not gonna drink, I will. You can be the designated driver for me." He said, his arm around my waist.
"Okay. Sounds good." I hummed, glancing up at him over my shoulder as he cracked the lid off and chugged more than half the bottle in one go. It was occurring to me then that I had never seen him drunk, not really. I was a little curious as to what he'd be like if he got drunk, drunk like I had the first time that I ever drank.
My lips pulled into a smile, a little surprised at how quickly he finished off the rest of the wine cooler and then was handed a beer by Judah, which was still cold and unopened. I watched him crack it open and then begin chugging it down like it was nothing, his adams apple bobbing with each gulp. He lowered the bottle and glanced down at me, only now seeming to realize that I was watching him. "What?" He hummed, cocking up a brow curiously. "Something on my face or are you just admiring my beauty?" He teased.
An amused giggle left my lips as I turned towards him a little more, sitting with my side leaning into his chest and my legs sprawled out across his lap, dangling over the edge of the seat. "Neither." I whispered playfully, making him cutely pout out his bottom lip at me. "I just wasn't expecting you to chug those drinks like that." I said, glancing at the already half empty beer bottle. If he kept drinking as fast as he was, he'd surely be drunk in no time. Well, if he was anywhere near as much of a lightweight as me he would be, that is. "You're gonna get yourself drunk or sick, or both." I warned him, but he just rolled his eyes.
"Nah, I can handle my alcohol." He said confidently.
Ironically enough, he was completely shitfaced drunk after maybe an hour of drinking beers and whatever it was he filled his cup with in the kitchen. I knew this because he came stumbling his way back into the living room, where I'd been with the girls for the last forty minutes while him and the guys drank together in the kitchen.
"Opheliaaaa!" Luke whined, his voice high pitched and his cheeks a little bit flushed. I looked away from Kimberly and over at his large frame, which was now stood behind one of the chairs, leaning against it so he wouldn't fall over. "You're drunk, aren't you?" I asked, able to tell even from afar how hazy his eyes appeared. They had that drunk look in them, making me wonder just how much more he'd had to drink since he wandered off earlier. "Huh?" He pouted, wobbling a little as he lifted his head. "N-No, I'm not gonna flunk! You think I'm s-stupid?" He huffed, making me narrow my eyes at him in confusion. "What? Come here, you're clearly very drunk." I said, ignoring his drunken words as I waved him over instead.
Though he pouted, Luke made his way over to me, nearly tripping over the edge of the rug as he walked. I went to scoot over to make some room for him, but I never got the chance to even move and Luke didn't seem to think it was necessary.
Instead, he just came over and sat in my lap.
I hissed in surprise at his sudden actions, forced to lean back into the couch as he curled into me, his legs on either side of me and all of his body weight leaned directly on top of my chest. His head buried itself into my neck and I heard him inhale deeply, before he groaned embarrassingly loud. "You smell so good, it's turning me on." He said, making my face heat. Next to us, Stella was looking like she was about to die of laughter, her eyes watery as she bit her bottom lip with a big grin, trying to contain her laughter. "Luke..." I mumbled, using a slightly scolding tone.
He just whined and then leaned into me more. "C'mon, gorgeous! I want to have sex." He complained, only embarrassing me even further. This one was completely new to me. I'd never imagined I'd have a six foot tall boy drunkenly crawl up in my lap and then begin to whine about wanting to have sex after he sniffed my hair, so it was safe to say I didn't know what to do.
"No!" I scolded, gently pushing at his chest. He leaned back, swaying in a way that made me think he was gonna fall backwards off my lap, and then blinked down at me. I stared up at him, waiting to see his reaction. "Fine." He grumbled, his shoulders slumping as he pouted at me in defeat. If it weren't so cute how genuinely upset he appeared, maybe my heart wouldn't have raced so fast.
My lips pulled up into a smile and I glanced over at Saniya, Kimberly, and Stella, all of whom looked amused by the events that had just taken place. I assumed seeing him like this was a first for them as well. Right as I went to open my mouth to say something to them, Luke gently poked me in my boob and then giggled like a four year old boy. "It's jiggly." He whispered childishly to me, and then he started to laugh even harder—so hard that he threw his head back, his shoulders shaking and his laughter coming out more high pitched than normal.
He was laughing so hard that he fell backwards, right off my lap.
There wasn't any time for me to catch him before he hit the floor like a heavy sack of potatoes, making his laughter immediately cease. A short, pained groaned followed as he rolled onto his back and I looked down at him, concerned. "Ophelia," Luke whined in pain. I sighed and looked up at the girls. "I think it might be time for us to go home." I said to them, standing up to help him off of the floor.
When I pulled him up, he swayed and stumbled a little, rubbing his forehead. Somehow he'd managed to land face first despite his back being to the ground when he'd fallen. "My f-face hurts." He grumbled, brows furrowed. I nodded my head and grabbed his hand, waving goodbye to them all as I led him out of the house. "Yeah, that probably has something to do with that nose dive you did into the floor." I said, and he mumbled his agreement.
I reached into his front right pocket as we reached his car, making him squeal with laughter and bump back against the side of the passenger side door. "Someone's frisky!" He giggled, making me blush as I pulled out his keys from his pocket. I unlocked the car and opened the door, helping him into the passenger's seat. "Mhm, good." I mumbled, slamming the door shut once he was finally in. I ran around the car and got into the driver's seat, using the keys to start up the engine once I had my seatbelt on.
After making sure several times that he had his on as well, I backed carefully out of Stella's driveway and began to head back home.