Since it was Friday today and I had just finished dropping Luke off, I really had nothing to do. I don't go to parties, Alex is busy, I don't want to bother Calum.... So honestly that leaves me no choice than to go home and socialize with my troubled father.

I parked the car and walked up to my freshly painted front porch, I unzipped my bag and tried digging through it to find my house key but before I had the chance to, the door was roughly thrown open, revealing my father.

I noticed something different though. He stumbled around and had to hold onto the door frame so he didn't fall over, his eyes were bloodshot and his knees buckled every once in a while.
I now realized that he was drunk.

It didn't come as a surprise to me though, he kinda became an alcoholic once my mother and brother passed away. It's the only thing that lets him forget. I guess there won't be any socializing between us tonight.

"W-what are you doing here Pasty." He slurred. I laughed at his mispronunciation of my name before grabbing his arm lightly and bringing him back in the house. I hated when he did this. He always got so drunk that he couldn't take care of himself, so that left me to do it. Don't get me wrong, I love my dad. He just drinks way to much.

I led him to his bedroom before tucking him in and grabbing him an Advil and water, I knew he would need it in the morning. He fell asleep almost instantly so I proceeded to make myself some supper.

I really wasn't in the mood to make a real supper so I just got out some bread and made myself a sandwich. It wasn't much but it was enough to fill me up for a little. Besides, it was extremely good.

I sat on the couch and turned on the tv. Some random show that was probably meant for 12 year olds came on, it was awful. I sat there watching it for the longest time though because the remote was too far away to change it. I was just about to turn the show off when my phone made a 'ding' type noise meaning I had gotten a text.

I walked to the counter where I had previously put it and noticed I had a text from Ashton.

Ashy: hey you lil crap, wanna go out for some dinner?

I laughed to myself and then quickly typed a reply.

Me: sure, want me to pick you up?
Not even 30 seconds later he responded.

Ashy: no I'll come get you, I got a new truck.

I sent him a smiley face and then headed to my bathroom to get ready. I put on some fresh makeup put my hair in a high pony tail and then after checking my appearance in multiple different mirrors, I was good to go. I sat on the couch until I heard a honking noise outside and I took that as my cue to get going.

I ran to his truck and slid into the leather passenger seat. I engulfed him in a tight hug, mumbling a quick 'hello' before he began to drive to wherever we were going to go for supper.

"So where are we going?" I asked him excitedly. He always chose somewhere different, I was excited to see what his brain held in it this time. "It's a surprise!" He said before turning to me and smirking. It wouldn't have mattered if he told me or not, I wouldn't have known where it was either way.

"Okay... But I better not get food poisoning." I joked lightly. I speak from past experiences.

He laughed and then pulled into a small 50's style diner, the parking lot was empty except for a single blue car that was parked in the employee parking. "We're here!" He exclaimed as he hopped out of the car and opened the door on the other side for me like the gentleman that he is. "Why thank you." I said in a posh tone, mocking his cliche move. "You are very welcome m'lady" he mimicked, taking a small bow.

We both erupted into a small fit of laughter before opening the doors and approaching the front. There was a petite older lady waiting there with a wide grin plastered across her face. "Hello! For two?" She said in a forced happy tone followed by another small smile. Ashton confirmed and then we both watched as she grabbed two menus and led us to a small booth in the back.

I took a seat on one side and Ashton took a seat directly across from me. The lady bid us farewell and said something about our waiter being here shortly before Ash began the conversation. "So, how's life?" He said in that goofy tone of his. I chuckled a little before telling him about school and all the projects I had to do. I began with my science project, followed by language arts, and I was just about to tell him about the art project with Luke, before the waiter came and introduced himself.

"Hey, can I start you off with anything to drink?" The boy spoke, his tone sounded strikingly familiar but my eyes were trained on my menu so I didn't look at him. Ashton and I agreed to share a large milkshake earlier so he responded for us, while I cautiously looked up and down the tempting menu. I've always been the kind of person that likes to try new things, so to avoid my allergies I had to be extremely aware of what I was eating.

"Okay, I'll be right back with that. Oh yeah, and my names Luke." He mumbled the last part. My eyes immediately shot up to look at him. There stood in front of me was Luke Hemmings from art class. I mentally face palmed my forehead for not realizing sooner.
"Hi Luke." I said in surprise, giving him a small smile.

"Oh, hi Paisley." He said with a hint of happiness in his blue eyes only to be replaced with confusion when he glanced at Ashton. "I didn't know you worked here." I said nonchalantly while closing my menu and looking up at him. Since he was at least 9 feet tall I had to crane my neck up even higher to meet his glance since I was sitting.

"Yeah..." He trailed off, kind of uninterested in the subject.
We stood there in an awkward silence exchanging glances every now and then before he excused himself and went to grab our drink.

"So who's that?" Ashton asked blandly giving me a suspicious smirk. I giggled quietly before shooting him a glare. "He's a boy in my art class, I'm doing an art project with him." I assured him. "Oh.. I see." He said as he nodded his head understandingly.

Two minutes later Luke came back with the drink and a notebook in hand. "Have you two decided what you would like?" He asked with a hint of something in his voice. I couldn't tell what it was, maybe sadness, anger, annoyance? (A/N jealousy maybe?)

"Uhh Yeah, I'll get the pulled pork burger with fries and a side of gravy." Ashton spoke as he closed his menu and stacked it on top of mine. Luke wrote that down before asking me the same question. "Is the bacon burger any good?" I asked him casually. The thought of the crispy bacon crunching in my mouth along with the soft bun made my mouth water. I would definitely get that if it was good.

"Yeah, it's one of my favourites." Luke responded in that same robot like voice. "Okay I'll get that with a side of fries and gravy." I said politely as I handed him the two menus. He smiled at his paper as if he was trying to suppress a laugh before closing it and heading off.

He walked off to the kitchen, leaving Ashton and I alone to talk in the booth. "You like him don't you?" Ashton asked in an accusing tone right after Luke was no longer in hearing distance. "What? Pfft no." I spoke, only then realizing how completely obvious that was. Ashton scoffed and gave me the 'stop lying, I know the truth' look. We sat there in silence while he stared deep into my soul with his hazel eyes in an accusing matter for about 5 minutes until I finally caved in.

"Okay fine! maybe I think he's a little bit attractive but I hardly know him so.." I rambled, nervously pulling on the ends of my pony tail before being interrupted by Luke himself.
"Bacon burger and the pulled pork." He said as he put the food down in front of each of us, the sweet aroma instantly filled my nose. "Thank you." Ashton and I said in unison, he nodded and then went to sit down at a table a little farther away from ours.

We were pretty much the only people at the diner, due to the fact that it was almost 10 o'clock at night, so I felt kind of bad that he was just sitting there, looking at a menu as if he actually had any interest in it. Anyone could plainly see that he was bored. I contemplated whether to ignore it and pretend he didn't exist for right now or to go and talk to him. After finally deciding i turned to ashton.

"Ash, I know this was supposed to be our dinner or whatever, but would you mind if I asked him to join us? I just feel bad.." I trailed off, anxiously awaiting his next answer. He looked a little taken back at first which worried me but then he smiled and nodded excitedly.

I thanked him then got up, wiped my face, and walked to his lonely table in the corner. He looked at me in confusion and then worry covered his face "is there something wrong with the food?" He asked as he tried to look around me and to my table.

"No... I was actually wondering if you would like to join us?" I asked politely. He laughed in a humourless laugh and then stopped to look at me, a look of shock covered his expression. "Wait you're serious?" He said in disbelief. his eyes went wide and his smile faltered. "Well yeah, do you want to?" I repeated.

"No that would ruin your erm... Date." He said but the last word he said in pure disgust as he looked at me than at Ashton. It was weird.

"Oh! We're not on a date. We're just friends. Come join us, I'll share my fries..." I tried convincing him, he looked like he was thinking about it for a moment by scratching the back of his neck and turning a light pink.

"Okay?" I asked.

"Okay."

(A/N)

Perhaps 'okay' can be our always... Sorry, just had to. Anyways thanks for reading my book, shoutout to coolrobot4102 and hairdye-muke for being absolutely fantabulous. Remember to vote, comment, whatever... Bye loves.

-Caitllin