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OMFG GUYS IMAGINE THIS: (RANDOM CREATIVE SPURT - IGNORE IF YOU WANT TO)
It’s 00:57am and you’re just dozing off to sleep after completing all of your homework and assignments for the week, when you suddenly hear music begin to play from the house next to yours. You let out a strangled groan as you instantly recognise the electronic-rock intro and throw your duvet covers off of you and practically onto the floor from the sheer force.
"Not again," you seethe, swinging your legs sideways and standing up onto your freezing-cold floorboards. Your body reacts instantly and your arms attempt to pull you over-sized shirt past your knees to cover up the rest of your legs, but the material doesn’t cooperate and you’re left shaking like a leaf as you pad over to your nearest window and throw the curtains apart.
You open your window and lean out, trying to pinpoint exactly where the music is coming from. The familiar tune is a lot louder out here and it doesn’t take long to figure out that the music is coming from next door’s basement. You glance down at the basement window and roll your eyes at the flashing of multicoloured lights seeping through the glass and reflecting onto the grass outside.
'They're seriously having another party'? you think, as you reach outside and grab a handful of pebbles in your fist. Your bedroom is on the ground floor so the basement window is an easy aim from here.
"Luke!" you yell, pelting the window a few times with the stones in your hand. "Luke will you turn that racket down? Some people are trying to sleep!" You continue throwing the pebbles until your hand is empty, and that’s when you get seriously angry and contemplate storming over there and demanding entry to go and punch him personally, but you know no-one would answer the door, let alone let you in. You take in a deep breath and try one last time. "Luke I’m begging you, please stop playing that shitty music, its driving me nuts-"
The music immediately comes to a halt and there’s instantly muffled complaints but four familiar voices silence them. There’s a pause and then the basement window opens, Luke’s head popping out; he looks furious.
"Shitty music?!" He shouts, his face turning red with rage. "We spent months writing and perfecting that!"
"Not my problem," you retaliate. "The whole neighbourhood - well more specifically me - is trying to sleep and your stupid party is keeping us all up."
Luke scoffs, taking off his snapback and putting it back on at a different angle. “As if you’d know a good party when you saw one. I bet you’ve never even been to a party; all you do is sit at home all day and study till your goodie-little-two-shoes-heart’s content.”
You freeze as the realisation hits you and a smug smirk appears on my face. “That’s not the point!” you argue, and Luke’s smirk widens.
"Oh but it is," he retorts, and your face flushes in embarassment. His eyes drift away from your face and begin to rake down the length of your body. His eyes widen when they notice your bare legs. "Where’s the rest of your outfit?"
You huff and fold your arms. “None of your business!” you snap, and he raises his hands in mock defense.
"Sorry," he adds unapologetically and reaches up a hand in order to grasp the window. "Night (Y/N). Sweet dreams." And then he’s closed the window.
"Luke!" you shout, but he doesn’t reply. "Luke Hemmings get back here right now!"
You hear a chorus of deep-voiced laughter from inside the fraternity house and instantly regret that last sentence, fearing that you sounded just like a mother scolding her child. You step back and slam your window shut, yanking the curtains back together and getting into bed. You pull the duvet over yourself and shut your eyes, eventually realising that the music never started again after yours and Luke’s mini dispute. Maybe Hemmings is finally being considerate. Pfft, doubt it. He probably just got bored and went off to bed.
You rake through your mind and wipe away all your days problems and stresses and attempt to put your body in a state of relaxation. You sigh contentedly at the peacefulness that has come about the neighbourhood and nearly slip into a deep sleep when suddenly the same familiar guitar riff from earlier begins to play again and Luke’s voice seeps into your head, poisoning your thoughts immediately.
"For Christ’s sake," you curse, burying your head underneath your pillow and sighing.
This is gonna be a looooooooooong night.
Don’t know why I just wrote that but this edit immediately made me think of Frat boy 5sos but more specifically frat boy Luke. Hope you guys liked it otherwise I just wrote that for nothing XD