Chapter 2 - Chapter one

Bang, bang, bang!.
What the fuck is that?.
I Grone as I roll over onto my back trying to remember what the fuck. who the fuck, and where the fuck I am?.
Blinking my crusty eyes open slowly I try to make Sense of my surroundings, lifting my head up I see I'm on the couch lying on Scott.
Ah, yes last night starts to come back to me, after we left the park we headed to Scott's friend Scars house.
We had a drink there, then I think we came back to my house and had a Drink here then-
BANG, BANG, BANG!
Now I remember why I'm awake to begin with the doors banging so loudly it's going to fall off the fucking Hinges.
Pfft, it's too fuckin early for this.
Lifting my self off Scott not so gracefully I stumble off him and almost fall on the floor.
Grabbing the arm of the couch I take a deep breath to calm the nausea and dizziness that's just spread through me.
My toungs like Cotten and I try to shake away the cloudiness of the drugs and drink last night. I knew not to take the E tablet last night, it's left me feeling like I'm about to fucking die.
I give another exhale and close my eyes, trying to breath and not collapse right now as the banging continues, growing louder and more insistent.Another loud thud reverberates through the room, snapping me back into motion.
I grit my teeth and march towards the door trying not to stand on anyone inmy way. How much did I have to drink?
There's a good chance I'm still drunk, my mouths like cotton wool And I'm vaugly aware I'm in knickers and a vest, Fucking fantastic.
When I finally reach the door I swing it open with so much force I need to grip tight not to let it bang into the wall.
It's only then I figure out the I must have not locked the door last night. I Could have been killed by a serial killer or robbed. Just how fucked was I?.
"What..the fuck." The Words die on my tongue.
His presence forces the haze in my mind to clear for a brief moment.
Standing on my door step is none other than Lucas Star himself.
What does he look like you might ask?.
Well they really aren't words.
He's beautiful . I mean like really beautiful the kind of pretty that only women should be allowed to get away with.
"What the hell are you doing here?." I blurt out, trying to pull the vest lower and suddenly very aware of the mess behind me.
He's 6ft at least shaved head but not to far in just enough it would be spikey if I touched his head.
Full plump lips, strong jaw line and his eyes.
There a beautiful shade of blue striking as if
he's looking right into yours soul. Eyes like that shouldn't exsist it's unnatural at least that's what I tell myself.
"Why the aren't you dressed?." Is the first words out of his mouth.
Before i can even respond he's pushing me aside and barging in.
"Why come on in nice to see you too." I mutter making sure he heard me as I shut the door door.

Turning round i follow him into the living room not that it's far 3 steps from the front door.
Lucas is already inspecting the clutter, shoeing a pile of laundry with his foot as if it's the most natural thing to do in someone else's house.
"You had a party here last night?,"
His voice is deep and that American accent making me feel a feeling I'm not to comfortable with.
"Well done Sherlock if I need to find anything, I'll make sure to call you."
I Say putting as much sarcasm as I can behind it.

"It's disgusting in here I'll wait in your kitchen " he said lifting one eyebrow at me while walking out and looking round with a scroll on his face.
"I've seen cleaner dumpsters," he mutters under his breath. I grit my teeth chanting to myself that murder will get me prison time.
Not giveing him a reply I turn around and pick up Scott's t shirt that's on the floor tugging it over my head until falls to mid thigh.
Walking over to Scott who's still asleep on my black sofai shake him with more force than I mean to, "Scott get up" i say, shaking him, Blinking awake Scott looks up at me and says.
"What time is it bird."
His nickname for me because according to him I'd fly away like a bird if I had wings.
"The fuck I know, Lucas is here." I state. "I need you to get up I need to get everyone out and get coffee before I can have a conversation with anyone". I say as I turn around and shout- "Everyone up and get out". No one moves if I didn't see them breathing, you would think they where dead.
Rolling my eyes I give Scott a pleading look.
Sighing he takes deep breath before shouting
"EVERYONE get the fuck up and get out."
That does the trick.
Just as the word leave his mouth people start getting up and heading for the door. Mumbling
"Thank fuck" under my breath I head out the living room and upstairs to the bathroom. I reach the bathroom and close the door before locking it.
I lean over the sink staring at my reflection. Standing at the grand height of 5/2 my hair is yellow and blonde, curtesy of box hair dyes.
My brown eyes are big, but dull at the same time. My nose is small With a small amount of freckles on them. Being fifteen I've not completely stopped growing , so my body still just isn't quite there.
Shaking myself out the thoughts I wash my hands and face , brush my teeth and put my hair in a plate.I haven't cut it in 5 years and it's so thick I can barely do anything with it.
Leaving the bathroom and going to my room I look in my wardrobe and pull out black leggings put them on. Adding a black top with a scull on it I also throw on my converse and I leave my room and head towards the kitchen.
"Keira."Lucas says as I walk into the kitchen. Scott's Also standing there looking at Lucas with a glare on his face.
"Where's Thomas and my mother?"I ask while reaching for a cup in the shelf to make myself a coffee.
"There at the Hotel they tried to call but your phones off." I don't turn to look at him rolling my eyes at the edge in his voice.
"You where suppose to meet them this morning ,so I came over to get you, the quicker this is over with the quicker I get fucking home." he states while staring directly to me with those eyes.
I really do hate his fucking eyes.
Sighin I respond.
"No one asked you to come here richey rich, I was drunk last night and to be honest I'm still drunk. I also have no idea where the fuck my phone is." I shrug my shoulders Takeing a sip of my coffee, I turn to look at Scott, You seen my phone?"I ask.
"Yeah I think I might have give me two minutes." He says then walks out the kitchen, storming, is more like it.
"Where's your dad?." asks Lucas
"Work." I tell him without missing a beat still sipping my coffee with my back to the sink.
"Mmm, lets get going, the less I spend in here the more likely i won't end up with a Sti. He says as he heads towards the front door.
Grinding my teeth together I finish the coffee in two gulps put it in the sink and head to the living room to get my keys and hopefully my fucking phone.
Scotts standing there now fully dressed with my phone in his hand.
"Here found it under the couch think I kicked it last night." He hands me the phone and starts to put on his jacket.
"I shouldn't be long hopefully they won't keep talking about shit then I'll be back," I say as I pick up my keys denim jacket and step out and lock the door Scott following me. I lock the door and turn round to face him.
"Phone me when you're done bird." he says as he looks down looking into my eyes. He leands down and presses his lips to mine moving one hand my face and the other to my back. I lean into him and kiss him back. I really do love Scott I can't get enough of the way he kisses, the way he holds me ,they way shows me day in and day out how much I mean to him.
Pulling away he puts his forehead on mine and closes his eyes.
"I need to go I'll be back soon." I say as I give him one final kiss on the lips.
Spinning around I make my way towards Lucas who is sitting in what I can assume is a hired car, coincidering it doesn't scream u have money.
I open the door and get in before I can shut the door he's speeding off down the street.
"Seriously? Can you slow the fuck down before we end up in the hospital." I mutter as I put on my seatbelt.
"Have you slept with him?." Asks Lucas.
I tense up for a secend before composing myself.
"No" I reply making my voice sound normal as possible.
He's quite for minute and I think he's about to drop it..
"Your fifteen." He bites out. " He must be ar least age, if he's touched you, you do know that's rape right?." Says Lucas with a bite to his tone.
"He could get into a lot of trouble if anyone found out-
"I haven't done anything with him except kiss." I interup. " Hes eighteen, but you know I can sleep with him when I turn sixteen in this country right.?" I say turning my head to stare at him.
Lucas sighs, gripping the steering wheel tighter.
With his jaw clenched he reply's "Your still too fucking young Keira, and that guy looks like he's on fucking drugs".
I can't actually believe the nerve of him. My mother was an addict so he should know, he lives with the bitch.
Taking a deep breath I look at him and say.
"I've known Scott my whole life. He doesn't have a problam with drugs so just drop it Lucas, sooner we get to my mother and Thomas, the sooner use can all fuck back off home and leave me alone".
Lucas shoots me a glare but doesn't say anything else.Turning towards the window I pull out my earphones and let the music drown out my thoughts of Lucas fucking Star.