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is it okies if i post 5sos pictures on here as well? i hope it’s okies. please tell me it’s okies. please be okies with it.
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and just like that my day is ruined. so much love for both of them. i wish them nothing but the best.
I love them all
I’m OBSESSED I LOVE THIS VIDEO SO MUCH and the old me video damn that shit hit me
Day 30 last day favourite lashton pictures
Day 26 favourite fetus pics
Day 21 favourite Ashton picture (not mine)
I love a guy with dimples not even joking
Dorks
My reaction to calm
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5SOS:
Luke Hemmings:
Ashton Irwin:
Michael Clifford:
Calum Hood:
This second part was requested by @bvbygxrl.
A/N: The is the second part to this. I highly suggest you read that first, otherwise it won’t make any sense. I used the song “Everything I didn’t say” by 5SOS, because that song fit the vibe.
Pairing: OC Stevie Joan Lee & Calum Hood
Words: 800
Warning(s): swearing, mentions of drug use, angst (I guess)?
The performance in Amsterdam was the worst Calum had ever place. His fingers started hurting during the soundcheck and during the actual concert they had started to bleed. While the other guys went out after, Calum dragged himself to his hotel room and flopped himself on the bed. He just started sobbing but it soon turned into crying, and that’s what he did, he cried himself to sleep. After that night, its what he did most nights. Fans had started to notice that he’d changed. He had bags under his eyes, they were always bloodshot, he looked skinnier and most of all he didn’t look like himself.
Neither did you. You stayed in most days, only leaving when you had to buy groceries. Your friends started to worry about you. After two weeks your new routine hadn’t changed that is when your friends decided to hold an intervention. It was clear that you either needed to get back together or that you needed to get over him. A night out, dancing, was what they had decided on. They dragged you out of your bed, helping you in the shower, making you feel human again. They put you in a dress and heels, put make-up on you face and did your hair. You did a couple of shots at home before taking to the clubs.
That night you really enjoyed yourself. You drank, danced and flirted with some people. They always say that in order to get over someone you need to get under someone else. It is such a cliché, but it is also very true. You took home a girl and a boy that night, however the next morning you felt more like shit than before the night out. You decided to get a make-over, so you called your friends again. You changed your hair and got you nails done, you even got a spray tan. Slowly you started to feel like yourself again, the strong independent woman you made yourself to be. However, it seems that when the universe feels like a woman is becoming strong, it feels the need to break her. And so it did… not even a week later. You got a call from one of your friends saying that you needed to come to her house. You called your driver and got there as fast as you could.
“SJ, you need to see this”, one of your friend said before pushing her phone in your face. There he was, looking like … utter shit. Good, you thought to yourself, at least he isn’t feeling any better than me. “This isn’t their original setlist. This song they only added today.”
“I wish I could rewind all the times that I didn’t show you what you’re really worth”, Calum’s voice sounded through the speakers. “I wish I could’ve made you stay, and I’m the only one to blame. I know that it’s a little too late, but this is everything I didn’t say.” You felt tears running across your cheeks. He was singing this to you, even though you weren’t there, you knew he wrote that song for you. It held so much emotion, you felt it through his voice.
“I hope you know, for you I’d sacrifice to make this right.” The song ended. Not much later your phone rang, you checked the caller-ID, it was Calum. Had he run off stage and called you right away? You decided not to give it another thought and you answered.
“Hello?”
“Stevie, is it really you. Thank fuck, you answered. I hope you saw the video, I wrote the song for you. I know I messed up but like I said I’d sacrifice anything to make this right. Just say the word and I’ll come home.”
“Oh Cal. I loved the song, thank you…” you stopped for a moment, “I think you should stay on tour. It is what you love.”
“I love you more, Stevie.”
“How about I come visit you and join you on tour?” You suggest, already imagining kissing his lips and feeling his arms around you.
“Are you sure. I mean, you hate touring. I thought you hated it because of your father.”
“I know and I do, but for this to work we both have to sacrifice. I’m sure yours will come soon, but this will be mine.” You decide that nothing should be keeping you apart, especially not your father’s image from back in the day.
This was requested by anonymous.
A/N: I tried my best to research everything, but I am almost sure that I got some details wrong. I really tried and I hope you like it! I also remembered that I watched “The Dirt” and I totally forgot about that.
Pairing: OC Stevie Joan Lee & Calum Hood
Words: 1k
Warning(s): swearing, mentions of drug use, angst (I guess)?
Even before you were born, the world already knew who you were. You are named after rock stars just like your younger brothers, Stevie Joan Lee, daughter of the famous Tommy Lee and Pamela Anderson. Growing up you stayed away from the spotlights, people knew of you, but they didn’t know who the real Stevie Joan was. You tried to stay out of your father’s crazy lifestyle and for a while it worked. That was until you took a liking to a famous Australian based band called 5 Seconds of Summer… and to be even more specific a bass player called Calum Hood.
You swore on your life that you would never fall for an artist or even someone famous, seeing how your dad was. You loved that he got to do what he loved, but you hated how he was rarely home or how hard the rock star life was on his health. On the other hand, you went to school and tried to live as normal of a life as possible. You fangirled at concerts and fantasized about meeting 5sos. However, you could easily let your dad’s team call someone and have it arranged but seeing that you wanted to live a normal life, it stayed a fantasy. You know the guys from 5sos are big Mötley Crüe fans and a meeting could easily be arranged, but you didn’t want your dad interfering with your life and interests. You weren’t much of a spoiled brat, you paid for a lot of things yourself because you are a strong independent woman for fuck’s sake.
In 2019, you went to yet another 5 Seconds of Summer concert, your friend got the tickets for the two of you, and you couldn’t be happier. The tickets were general admission, meaning you were waiting in line way before the concert even started, so you could get to the front and admire Calum from up close. You had done this before by multiple of their concerts and every time you were more in awe of how gorgeous he was. It may sound absolutely weird as can be, but you were in love with him. Not the fangirl in love with him where you faint. No, I’m talking the whole butterflies in the stomach, can’t think straight when you see him, type of love.
That night you and your friend had made it to the front near the spot where Calum would be later on. What happened next felt like a fairytale or a fan fiction. Calum saw you and danced with you all night (him still on stage obviously) and invited you backstage after the concert. It wasn’t until you introduced yourself as ‘Stevie Joan’ that he realised you were Tommy Lee’s daughter. You exchanged numbers, three days later he asked you on a date, and you have been dating each other ever since. You never really got used to his lifestyle, it was far less crazy than your father’s, but it was crazy nonetheless. You joined him on tour whilst he was in America, during his visit to other countries you kept close contact.
You received a text from him saying that he was in Amsterdam with a photo attached of him smoking with the guys. You texted him back that he should be careful and that you missed him. After that you received a photo of them with a lot of girls, you weren’t blind you knew they had groupies and Calum had promised you that he would never do anything with them. However, this night you felt like something was different, he still hadn’t replied to your text saying that you missed him and the girl in the photo was a little too close to Calum to just be friendly.
Instagram was the best for your own FBI investigation to whom this girl was. As soon as you typed in 5 Seconds of Summer more photos popped up from this night and from the nights before according to the timestamp underneath the photos. You know you shouldn’t have, but you began to read the comments.
“Good to see Calum finally enjoying himself”
“He should dump his girlfriend, she’s holding him back”
“He is only with her because of her father”
“I bet they aren’t even really dating”
Could that be true? Was he really dating you because of your father? What would he get out of it, more fame? You went insane that night. You tried calling him multiple times, but he never answered any of them. You tried to call Ashton as he was the only one you were close too besides Calum. He didn’t answer either, but you did get a text from him saying that he was sorry.
That night you went to bed and cried yourself to sleep. The next morning you did something you never thought you would do, you called your father. After speaking with him, you packed all your stuff from the flat you and Calum shared in LA and left to go to your father’s house. You welcomed you with open arms as you fell into them, sobbing. You really thought Calum was the one, but it turns out he wasn’t.
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Calum went crazy in Amsterdam. He had seen the pictures that were taken last night, and he feared the most. He tried calling you so many times, he had even called your brothers, but they wouldn’t tell him anything. He couldn’t sleep in his own bed on his own, so he went to Ashton’s room. Ashton tried to console him but just like you had, he cried himself to sleep, but not before he saw Ashton send you a text. Was it really over?
Hello boys, girls and non-binary folks,
I have now added a tab where you can enter requests… apparently I hadn’t done that yet. Send in your requests and be nice to everyone!
Happy monday! xx
Request: No, honestly thought I already uploaded this but I was wrong I guess
Pairing: Luke Hemmings x Reader
Words: 559
Warning(s): none I guess
For you it was just another normal Wednesday. You were finally working on that essay, which you actually needed to hand in three days ago and you were totally in the zone when your phone rang. It was a text and all it said was:
‘Can you please bring my red nail polish and the tube with glitters. I put them on the dining table but I forgot.’
You sigh deeply before saving your file and closing your laptop. Looking down at your PJs you realized that you actually hadn’t showered all day. You took a ten-minute shower before putting on some jeans and his favourite t-shirt.
The venue was only 30 minutes away, so you decided to take the bus as it would be quicker than taking your car and finding a parking space. When you finally arrived you showed your backstage badge which Luke had send you in case you ever wanted to stop by.
Everyone was running back and forth in the long hallway. You didn’t really know where to go so you just walked step by step and looked into every room you saw.
“Coming through!” You heard someone yell and you jumped aside, just in time or you would’ve been hit by a clothing rack. It’s not that you don’t get all the craziness, you have been on tour with the boys several times, but you never really get used to it.
“You’re here!” You heard someone yell which made you spin around to the sound of the voice. You saw that it was the boys’ stylist. “They’re in room 12. Hurry up!” Suddenly you felt her push you in the right direction. “Third door on the left.” And you speed walked to it.
You knocked politely, not that you haven’t seen all of them in their briefs before but you never know. When you didn’t hear anyone say enter, you just opened the door. To your surprise the boys were actually all on the couch or on the floor, just looking at their phones.
“Hi,” you said. Not really knowing where the sudden shyness came from.
“Y/N!” the boys said in unison.
“Did you bring it?” Luke asked. Which you thought was kind of a dumb question, because he knew that you’d be working on school assignments all day and weren’t going to tonight’s show. So the only reason why you’d be here, is because he asked you to bring some things.
“Yeah, here you go.” You say and hand him the nail polish and glitter. “Bye guys!” you say and turn around to leave.
“Wait!” you head Luke shout. “Can you please paint my nails for me, because I am really nervous and I will mess it up.” You nod and sit down on the chair, appointed by Luke. While you were waiting for his nails to dry, you also put the glitter on his eyes.”
“Five minutes boys!” their stage manager yells. Luke pulls you in for a hug and kisses you passionately afterwards.
“Thank you so much, baby. I know you were working on school assignments and I am sorry that I bothered you with this. I will make it up to you tonight, I promise.” And with that, you shared a steamy kiss before you left and he went on stage.
A boy did he keep his promise.
A/N: Based on Adore you by Maisie Peters
Pairing: Y/N & Luke Hemmings
Word Count: 617
Warning(s): cursing?
You were laying in your bed, thinking about how much you missed Luke. He and the boys have been away for a few months and you missed him like crazy. At first, Petunia smelled like his cologne but whenever you cuddle with her now she smells like you.
You remember when you first met. You were at a club with your best girlfriends and you were trying to forget one of your recently ended relationships. You weren’t screwing around a lot, quite the opposite actually, you were falling in love way too quickly and way too hard. Kind of suffocating your partner in the process, causing them to break it off and resulting in 3 weeks of laying in bed and then 1 nice night out with your friends. It became this sort of cycle that you had to go through every time, and you wanted the cycle to stop. This time you wanted to wait and find the guy that was true to you and you would hold back your feelings until they said it first.
While at this club, after 4 shots of tequila and 3 glasses of white wine, your eye fell on a handsome lad at the opposite end of the bar. He looked like someone from a film, honestly, the most beautiful man you had ever seen. He, however, was paying no attention to you at all. He was joking with what you assumed were his friends and laughed at what they said. What you were doing now was exactly what you promised yourself you wouldn’t do again. Your friends pulled your sad sulky ass away from the bar and onto the dance floor. You decided to forget mister handsome from earlier and to enjoy yourself tonight. Oh how wrong you were, because not much later whilst still dancing with your friends, you made eye contact with said handsome stranger. You didn’t even realise that you had been staring at him until your friends said, “What are you waiting for?” and as they say, the rest is history.
Fast forward, you were an easy thing. Which is the reason why it didn’t take long for him to move in with you. It made a lot of sense because he was gone much of the time so it would be cruel for you to move into a new place and be all alone, except for Petunia of course. You have grown to love her so much, she was a great cuddler and support dog for when you missed Luke so much, your heart hurt.
Because of your past relationships and the promise you had made with yourself, you were very closed off at the beginning of the relationship. Soon enough, your little family became your number one priority. Luke was your kryptonite and he broke through your barrier. He kept complimenting you, whenever he could. The only thing you hadn’t exchanged were the words of love. You didn’t want to be the first one to say it, but it’s not like you were waiting for Luke to say it. You weren’t making it easy for him, because for one you were still holding back a lot of emotions. He made it all better, he made you all better. You couldn’t wait for him to get home and lay with him all night. All this thinking and being in your head, made you realise that you could no longer hold back your feelings.
When he got home from tour two weeks later, you ran towards him and wrapped your arms around his neck and your legs around his waist.
“I adore you”, is all you said before kissing him on his lips.
A/N: Kinda based on the ABBA song (I adore them) and also the new Mamma Mia film!
Pairing: Y/N & Luke Hemmings
Word Count: 758
Warning(s): none? I guess
When you were forced to go on a holiday with your parents, you were kind of bummed out. But when you actually arrived in France, you were blown away by the beauty of nature. The lakes nearby were even bluer than the sky. The mountains looked beautiful in dusk and dawn.
You love to run so every morning before anyone at the camp side was awake you would go for a morning run when the temperature was still bearable.
You ran up the mountain when it suddenly became dark. Dark clouds had formed above the mountain and it didn’t take long before it started the rain heavily. You run further and try to find shelter. Suddenly a car came out of nowhere and stopped right before your feet. A young man stepped out and screamed at you through the rain.
“Do you need a ride?!” You didn’t hesitate and before you knew it you were in his car.
“Hi, I’m Luke”, he said and tries to shake your hand while still keeping one hand on the steering wheel.
“Hello, I’m Y/N”, you say and shake his hand.
“So are you staying on the camp side near Le Grand Lac?”
“I am actually. Are you?” you ask him. You can recognize a soft Australian accent, so you made the conclusion that he, also, wasn’t from around here.
“No, I rented a cabin in the mountains. I’m not much of a camper”, he laughs at his own answer.
“Yeah, me neither. My parents forced me to go on this holiday with them”, you sigh.
“How old are you?” He suddenly asks and glances over to you quickly before looking back to the road.
“I am twenty, almost twenty-one. You?”
“Twenty-two myself”, he says smiling. You want to get to know him and are about to ask a question when he suddenly stops the car. “This is my place. Uhm, I guess you can stay here until the rain stop. I can drop you off then if you want.” You nod silently and turn to look at him, you hadn’t noticed how hot Luke actually was. A comfortable silence fell over you two as you sat in the car. The rain ticking on the roof and the windows.
You look at him, really look at him, and notice how blue his eyes are, how curly and wet his dirty blonde hair is, how pink his lips are, and how the white shirt he is wearing makes him look even more tan than he already was.
He in his turn looked back at you. Flicking his eyes between your eyes and lips. You both hadn’t noticed but you started to lean more and more towards each other. When suddenly your lips touched, it felt so perfect.
The next few days you had spent with Luke, you had informed your parents of course. To be honest, you were kind of surprised to hear that they actually didn’t mind.
After almost a week of being together and sharing everything with each other, Luke told you something you would never forget.
“I am engaged.” These three words where not the three words you had been waiting for. And you ran all the way back to the campsite, to your parents. Only to fall into your mother’s arms and cry. You cried for three days and then you decided to move on.
Luke came looking for you on day four.
“Can we talk?” he asked and sat down on the grass, you sat down a little further from him.
“About what? How we have shared everything together and how you ruined it?” You could feel the tears coming back, but you tried to keep them in. “I only have three questions for you. How long have we been together?”
“A week”, he answered.
“How long did you wait before telling me you were engaged to someone else?” You could hear your own voice quivering.
“A week”, he answered again.
“And do you honestly expect me to forgive you?” you say and want to get up.
“Look Y/N, I can break off the engagement.”
“Honestly Luke, I think you should go. There is nothing we can do. We just have to face it this time, we’re through. Breaking up is never easy I know, but you have to go. It’s the best we can do.” And with that, you leave him alone and head back to the campsite. You don’t dare to turn back around.
This is where the story ends, this is goodbye.
Chapter 16 part 2
Song for this chapter:
She (for Liz) - Parachute
“And I've had no trouble with speaking, or trusting my instincts, that maybe this is one that I should know.”
***Please read the authors note at the end of this chapter***
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Luke’s POV
We sit eating our pizza as we finish The Little Mermaid. I can’t keep my eyes off of Vivian. We almost kissed before mum got home, then Annie stopped by, everything is just crazy at the moment. I’d rather have it be like this, with Vivian at my side, knowing her secrets, instead of it being awkward with us at school. I’d rather be with her right now, instead of being with anyone else.
“What movie do you want to watch next?” I whisper, as the end titles of The Little Mermaid roll down the screen.
Vivian lets out a breath, “I don’t feel like watching another movie, if that’s alright with you.”
She looks up at me, and her green eyes are the brightest I’ve ever seen them.
“That’s fine. What do you want to do?” I smile down at her.
Vivian sits up, and stretches. A yawn escapes her mouth, and she shrugs, “I don’t know.”
The shirt I lent her lifts up as she stretches, showing her white stomach and back. She’s not thin like a twig, and I don’t care at all that she doesn’t have a flat stomach. I reach over and jab her side once. She squeals and grabs my hand to stop me from doing it again.
“You look exhausted. How about you catch up on some sleep that I know you haven’t been getting enough of?” I say, and her cheeks turn pink.
Now that she’s not wearing any makeup, the bags under her eyes make her look like she has two black eyes. I can see it in her eyes that she wants to sleep.
“I’m fine.” She lies, and another yawn leaves her lips.
I roll my eyes at her. “Yeah, and I’m superman.”
She narrows her eyes at me, causing me to roll my eyes at her.
“Come on, some sleep will do you well.” I stand up, and reach my hands out to her.
“Lets clean up first.” She starts to pick up our candy wrappers and pizza.
I grab her wrists to stop her from cleaning. “We can clean tomorrow. You need sleep, now.”
She frowns, but makes now actions to defy me. I grin at her, and pull her wrists towards me, so I can hug her. She wraps her arms around my waist, and I wrap mine around her shoulders. I’ve still got the blanket on my shoulders, so now it’s draped over both of us.
After a few seconds of just hugging, I start to step backwards, towards the guest room, and she follows me without arguing. Once we’re in it, I move my hands down to her waist and throw her on the bed. A shriek leaves her lips, soon followed by laughter.
“You gave me a heart attack!” She throws a pillow at me, but I quickly catch it.
I walk over and set the pillow down. “I’m sorry.”
“No you aren’t.” She grins up at me, when she should be glaring.
“I know.” I smile back at her.
We stand there staring at each other for who knows how long. Vivian yawns, causing me to yawn, and decide that it really is time for bed.
“Alright, I better leave. The bathroom is the first door on the right, and my room is at the end of the hallway if you need me.” My voice gets quieter and quieter as I speak.
I think I see Vivian frown, but it’s dark and I could have imagined it. “Okay.” she whispers.
I start to walk out of the room, but I don’t even reach the door before Vivian speaks again.
“Wait.” I barely hear her say it.
I turn around, “Yeah?”
There’s a few seconds of silence, but Vivian eventually speaks again, “Will you stay? Just for a little while.” She adds the last part in quickly.
“Of course.” I reply without a second thought.
I make long strides until I get to the bed. Vivian scoots to one side, and I climb over to the other. It’s awkward for a few seconds, but Vivian moves closer to me, resting her head on my chest.
“Thank you, for everything.” She whispers.
I run my hand down her shoulder and her arm, to tangle my fingers with hers. “You don’t have to thank me Vivian.”
“Yes I do. Without you, I don’t know where I would be right now.” Her voice cracks, and I can tell that she’s about to cry.
I turn her around, so she’s looking at me. There are a few tears running down her cheeks, that I wipe away quickly.
“It’s okay, I promise.” I whisper, staring into her eyes.
“But Luke, it isn’t! My father is cheating on my mother, who doesn’t care, my father actually hit me, and all of these secrets are suffocating me.” her words are rushed, like she’s running out of breath as she speaks. She starts to hiccup, and gasp for air in between sobs.
“Hey, hey, breathe, you need to breathe. In and out, deep breaths.” I take a deep breath in, then let one out. Vivian tries to copy me, and after a few minutes she is breathing normally again.
“Why haven’t you said anything about my father, or mother, or anything. Every time I mention it, you change the subject.” She asks after a few minutes of silence. Her eyes are filled with shame, and insecurity.
I brush some stray hairs behind her ear, “I haven’t said anything, because I don’t know what to say. I don’t know your parents like you do, but I am truly sorry for what’s going on. It’s not right, and there should definitely be some changes, but life doesn’t always go how you want it to, you know?”
Vivian nods, but I continue to talk before she can say anything. “What I do know to say, is that you, are amazing.”
Her eye brows furrow and she starts to object, but I stop her. “You are, and it’s true. You have kept this secret, not even telling your closest friend, for such a long time. You’ve put on a smile, even if it 100% fake. You’ve stood up for yourself, and haven’t taken any shit from anyone. You are so incredibly strong, it amazes me. If this had happened to me, I would have been crying to the guys all the time. You’ve kept yourself standing and smiling for this whole time, and that is amazing.
"But not everyone can always be strong. You were so strong for so long, until you couldn’t take it. You broke, into a million tiny pieces, and that’s okay. You can’t always be whole, you’re human for gods sake. I’ll help you find every single piece, and put them in their place. It will be a long puzzle, but it’ll be worth it. It’ll be so worth it Vivian. And you know what? I figured something out, that scared me. I hadn’t felt this way in a long time, and last time I felt like this, it didn’t end well. Vivian, I figured out, that I’m hopelessly in love with you. I know I have no shot, but I had to tell you. I’m in love with every single bit of you Vivian.”
A grin is spread across my face, now that I finally got that off my chest. I take a moment before I look down at Vivian, preparing myself for her reaction. My eyes reach her face, and I see her eyes closed, and her lips parted. Quiet snores leave her lips.
I can’t tell if I’m relieved, or disappointed that she didn’t hear my confession.
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Authors Note:
It’s been a month, alright longer than a month, but still.
To make a long story short, shit’s been going on, and I had to take a break to deal with my life, and fix some things about myself.
It’s very important that you all know that I am still in that process of fixing myself, so updates won’t be nearly as frequent as they used to be.
I am still on semi-hiatus (a mini break)
I am not giving up on this story though. It’s the most I’ve every written for a single story, and I intend to write a lot more.
However, I am discontinuing Forgotten Memoriesfor now. If I feel like picking it up again, and reposting the chapters I’ve already done, I will, if I don’t, I won’t.
I’m writing a teen fiction story, but I don’t know if/when I will post it on here. I’ll give you guys more information on that later.
Thank you all for your patients, and understanding, it really kept me from stressing about this story.
I hope you enjoy this chapters, and the chapters to come. If you did enjoy this chapter, please like it.
P.s. I made new covers for this, and my completed calum fic #7, comment what you think of them!
Hugs & Kisses
-Hannahxx
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REQUEST: ‘could you do an imagine where luke is new to your school and you think hes cute but you’re too shy to talk to him, but he gets put in a few of your classes and he ends up flirting with you and having a crush on you? idk, ty:)’
“So I heard there’s a new kid.” Your best friend Callie says as you walk towards your math class that you have together.
“We get new kids every month.” You shrug, wondering why she’s so interested in this one.
“I’ve heard that he’s really cute, like he has a lip piercing, and looks like a god. I also heard that he’s from down under.” She squeals.
“Down where?” You ask, extremely confused.
“Australia!” She exclaims.
You make an ‘O’ shape with your lips and nod. You sit down in your assigned seats when the bell rings. Your teacher starts to go on about the test you’ll be having next week.
An extremely tall blonde walks in the door. He’s dressed in all black, and his hair is styled into a tall quiff. To say that he’s attractive is an understatement.
He speaks to the teacher quickly and quietly. The teacher nods and turns to the class.
“Class, we have a new student, Luke Hemmings.” He announces.
Luke waves, and you swear you can hear some girls sigh.
“Take the empty seat next to Y/N L/N.” He tells Luke, and points to you.
Your eyes widen, and you blush when Luke smiles at you. He swiftly makes his way to the seat next to you, sitting down lazily.
“Hey, Y/N.” He whispers, his deep Australian accent making you melt when he says your name.
“Y-yeah?” you reply awkwardly.
“Do you have a pencil I could borrow?” His smile lopsided. He nibbles on his bottom lip, where a black lip ring is placed snugly on his lips.
You nod, and grab a pencil out of your bag, and hand it to him.
“Thanks.” He grins, and starts to write something down.
You nod, and try to ignore the gorgeous Australian boy sitting next to you. Suddenly the bell rings, and you jump out of my seat, hurrying to the door.
…
“Dude you are so lucky!” Callie exclaims, angrily eating her lunch.
“I didn’t ask to have him in most of my classes. It’s not like I’ll ever talk to him anyway.” you mumble.
She groans “Exactly! Why couldn’t he be in my classes.”
You shrug, and continue to eat your lunch. You wish you could talk to Luke, you really do, but you’re far too shy. Plus, why would someone like him, even want to talk to someone like you?
…
“Okay class, pass in your homework.” Your math teacher commands.
You grab all of your half finished math homework out of your bag, and hand it to your teacher as he walks past your desk.
“Y/N, this isn’t even halfway completed.” Your teacher says with a disappointed look on his face.
“I didn’t really understand the lesson sir, I’m sorry.” You turn red from embarrassment.
He nods still disappointed, and continued on to collecting Luke’s, “Wow Luke, these all look correct.” He exclaims, looking over Luke’s completely finished homework.
You shrink down in your seat, feeling ashamed of yourself.
“Hey, Y/N.” Luke catches my attention.
I look over at him, still embarrassed.
“I could help you out with the homework, if you want to.” He suggests, grinning at me.
“O-okay.” You agree shyly, not knowing what you got yourself into.
…
“What are you not understanding about this page?” he asks, pulling out the next sheet of homework. It’s been two weeks since proposed to help you with math. You’ve met up twice a week, and he’s really helping you understand it, even when you kept getting distracted by him biting on his lip.
“Um… number 4.” You say, your cheeks heating up as usual.
He looks up at you and smiles, “I hate word problems too, they can be really confusing.”
You nod, and watch him as he speaks, explaining the problem. You watch how his lips smoothly move as he speaks, his accent even shown on them. The stubble on his chin increasing every time you see him. The lip ring, is your biggest weakness, every time he bites on it, it drives you insane, but there’s nothing you can do about it.
“Y/N? Y/N!” Luke waves a hand infront of your face.
“Huh?” you ask, snapping out of your thoughts.
“I’ve been talking to you for like 5 minutes now.” He laughs.
“Oh, sorry.” You blush, looking down.
“It’s okay, should we continue with the problem?” He asks.
You look up to see him biting on his lipring, “Y-yeah.”
He licks his lips, and starts to tell you how to do the problem. This time you actually focus on what he’s saying. You finish the problem, and are proud of the result.
“You wanna try the next one on your own?” He asks, and you nod getting to work.
You finish the problem, and look up at Luke to see if it’s the right answer. He nods, and grins, signaling that it is in fact right.
You grin back at him, “Yes!”
Your phone vibrates, and you see that it’s a message from your mom, who needs you home.
You sigh, “I have to go, my mom needs me home.”
He nods, and the two of you silently gather your things. You walk out of the library, and to the parking lot where both of your cats are parked, a few stalls apart.
“Um Y/N?” He says, sounding nervous.
You turn around to face him, “yeah?”
“So, um, ever since my first day here, I’ve kinda had a huge crush on you, and I was wondering if you’d want to go out with me, like on a date.” He rambles on, scratching the back of his neck.
Your eyes widen, never in a million years did you think that Luke Hemmings, the gorgeous new kid that instantly got popular, would be asking you out on a date. You stand there in shock, with you jaw dropped down.
“Y/N?” He asks, looking even more nervous than earlier.
“I.. Um.. Yes!” You manage to spit out.
His eyes widen, “Really?”
You nod, grinning at him, “Yes I’d love to go on a date with you.”
He beams, “Yes! I-I mean okay. Call me and we can discuss the details.” He winks, writing down his number on my hand, suddenly gaining his confidence back.
“Okay.” You smile, and blush.
“Talk to you soon.” He grins, biting on his lip, then turns around and walks to his car.
…
It’s been three months ever since Luke asked you on a date. After the first date there was a second, then a third, and plenty more after that.
He asked to be his girlfriend one day out of the blue, and of course you said yes.
Who wouldn’t?
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Authors note:
Okay I really suck at endings I’m sorry.
So I haven’t posted a new writing on here in forever, besides my fanfic, and I think it’s because I’m better at writing stories with details, than writing one shots and stuff like that.
But tell me what you think, by giving it some notes!
Hugs & Kisses
-Hannahxx
A story in which a girl’s life isn’t as perfect as everyone thinks it is, and a boy who sees right through her false happiness.
Introduction
Dollhouse (noun) - a miniature toy house used for playing with dolls.
Vivian Carrington’s lived in a dollhouses, but it isn’t nearly as perfect as everyone thinks it is. From a distance, her life is spectacular. Her parents are happily married, and extremely well off. With her father being the CEO of their family business that has thrived over the years. Vivian’s mother is popular among the community, being the gorgeous and youthful woman, with an expensive fashion taste. Her older brother Juilian, is the star player on the varsity basketball team, and everyone’s favorite person.
How little does everyone know the reality of Vivian’s life. Everyone thinks that her parents are in love and content, but they’re wrong.
For years now Vivian remembers her father leaving on a “business trip” and he would come back with marks on his neck. Some nights he walks through the front door with some tramps I lipstick still on his face. Everyone in the family knows that her father is unfaithful, but no one speaks about it. In fact, no one speaks to each other.
Their family is so dysfunctional, the only time they have real conversations is when their out in public and they have to put on an act. They have to be the perfect dolls everyone knows them to be.
What happens when a blonde boy sees right through their act? Will Vivian finally have a true friend, instead of all the fake ones who only claim to be her friend because she’s rich, or will he expose her and her whole family? Either way, Vivian’s entire life is going to change
Authors Note: So here’s the intro to the next fanfic/ AU I’m writing! I’m pretty excited for it.
If you think it’ll be good, give it some votes :)
Hugs & Kisses
-Hannahxx
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Words: 2,067
Rating: just lite angst
Pairing: Luke Hemmings/Reader
A/N:Pretty much based on Babe by Sugarland and also this request, but also a little different than both things
Luke knew he had made a huge mistake as he noticed how different things appeared to be. Walls were stripped of their photographs, dates in the calendar had to be altered because those plans were now null and void, and now the only time he gets to hear the sound of her voice is when he calls and gets her voicemail. He had to be the dumbest person in the world to put a stop to his own happiness.
Y/N had left a bunch of empty holes in his life and he didn’t know how to fill them. Once upon a time he would have fixed his problem with a busty blonde and a stiff drink, but after what he had already done, that would have just added insult to injury.
He had met Heather at a party. Until that point, she was just some amateur actress that he had occasionally heard being name dropped at clubs and social events. He had been drinking prior to arriving at the party. Things in his relationship were becoming difficult. After a while, Luke had a tendency of sabotaging his own relationships. Whether it be the fear of commitment, the fear of attachment, or the fear of being happy, he always did something to ruin a perfectly okay relationship.
This time was different though. He had been seeing Y/N for almost a year and a half now, and as things got difficult, he didn’t quite know how to handle it. In his mind, one fight about their future meant they wouldn’t have one. It wasn’t that he wanted to lose his girlfriend, but more of the fact that he thought she deserved more than someone who could be so clueless when it came to being with another person.
With his friends happy to keep providing him with drinks, Luke couldn’t help but find himself talking nonstop to Heather about the girl he actually wanted to be with at the moment. Then, all of a sudden, there were cameras. People were asking why he was here with Heather and not Y/N, asking if he was cheating on her, and making things look worse than they were.
To his credit though, Luke didn’t let things go further than talking. Only, Y/N didn’t know that. All she was aware of was that they were fighting, and the next day she woke up to photos of another girl who was all over Luke. Every other second she was getting a notification from someone else who had tagged her in the same post.
Since Luke ended up sleeping at his friend Michael’s place, he hadn’t even gotten to see Y/N when the story dropped. She had been so heartbroken and devastated, that she had gathered all of the things she had there and vacated his apartment before Luke got back the next morning.
It had been three days since that morning and he was still unable to get ahold of her. She had blocked him on social media, ignored every one of his phone calls, and refused to answer the door when he went to her apartment. He had no idea what to do.
Tonight was supposed to be the movie premiere from Y/N’s latest film, and as they usually did, Luke and Y/N were supposed to go together. He knew she would go no matter what, and he figured that this would be the only opportunity he would have to finally talk to her and explain himself. Surely she could understand how the press could twist a story and turn it into something it’s not.
Luke looked hopelessly at all the things that were now missing from his apartment. There used to be so many photos of the two of them. He was incredibly proud to show off his beautiful girlfriend and would do so at any given opportunity. He was never one to shy away when being interviewed about her. He would always tell them how happy he was and how much he cared about her. Now his precious trinkets were gone without a trace. He knew if he couldn’t fix things now, he may never get her back.
He didn’t want to think about what might happen if he doesn’t right this wrong. He quickly turned his back and exited the apartment in its entirety. It was time to leave, he decided.
Luke knew people would speculate why he showed up to the event. They would wonder if the couple might still be together. They may think Luke is just an incredibly supportive ex. He knew photographers would ask stupid questions like they always do when they hound him in public. However, he didn’t care about anything other than the mission he crafted in order to get Y/N back.
When he arrived, he felt apprehension coursing through his veins. He didn’t care about the crowd of people or the screaming or any of the celebrities lining the carpet. He had one purpose at the moment. He wasn’t exactly sure how he would find her, as he didn’t think it all the way through, but as if the universe was actually on his side, it only took a few minutes before he spotted her publicist.
Her publicist, Tom, was too busy talking over a headset to even notice the frantic Luke shoving through hordes of people to get to him. “Where’s Y/N,” Luke asked, with no intention of trying to make small talk. Tom scoffed at Luke’s brashness. “You really shouldn’t be here,” he expressed, “But considering I’ve always thought you were good for business, I’ll take you to her on one condition…” Tom stated.
At this point, Luke was willing to do whatever it might take. There was no condition that he would say no to. “Do whatever you want in your spare time, but don’t ever let it be made public again. I can work with a cheating scandal, but more than one makes her look weak and that’s not the image I have for Y/N,” Tom prompted. Luke easily agreed. He had no intention of letting something like this happen ever again. Even if it wasn’t exactly his fault.
“Okay, right this way,” Tom instructed, taking Luke inside the building that held the event. He led him through a hallway that was for authorized personnel only, lined with guards who would only let you go through if you had a lanyard with a badge on it.
After a few twists and turns, Luke heard her voice before he even saw her. All of a sudden, everything between the two of them became an obstacle. Luke pushed through Tom, as well as several other people and objects until the two were standing face to face.
She had looked stunning, as usual. She was dressed to the nines. Such beauty made him forget what he needed to say, so she was the first to speak. “Luke,” She mumbled rather quietly. It was her voice that brought him back to reality.
“I know it’s a bad time, but I really need to talk to you,” he expressed as if there were no one else in the room. Just looking at him was difficult for Y/N. The last time she had seen his face was when she saw those pictures of him with another girl. “What is there left to say? You cheated on me. That’s pretty much the last straw,” she explained still not speaking much louder than a whisper.
This was what Luke was truly afraid of. He knew it would look as if he were lying, but he was so desperate that he didn’t really care about appearances. “I didn’t cheat on you. I never have and never will. Can you please just give me a chance to explain?” He begged.
He really should have thought more about what he was going to say once he saw her, but he had assumed the right words would come to him when he saw her. This proved to be somewhat of a mistake. He was now on the spot with no real way of being able to prove that nothing had happened.
He hoped his word was enough. Although looking back, Luke realized that once you’ve been labeled a cheater, your word kind of loses its meaning.
“You have five minutes. I really have to get out there soon,” she stated. She had never given their breakup an official ending. He cheated. She figured they didn’t need more of an ending than that, but seeing how torn apart Luke seemed, she decided against her better judgment to at least listen to him.
The two left the very public hallway and found a more private room where they could chat without the intrusion of everyone else.
“I know how those pictures look, but I swear to you nothing happened. I didn’t let anything happen. We just talked and I couldn’t stop talking about you. I’m sure she could even attest to that. I was in the wrong place at the wrong time, when I should’ve been at the apartment with you. I just, I don’t know…we were talking about moving in together and it sort of freaked me out. I didn’t know if I was ready for that, but she helped me realize all I want is to make you happy. And after not seeing you at all these last few days especially, I realized I want to see you every day. I want you to be the first person I see in the morning and the last person I see at night. It was the idea of being with just one person forever that scared me, but as long as you’re that person, I’m not worried. I want you to be the one I marry someday and start a family with. I know that now and I was an idiot not to see it before. I love you and I will never take having you for granted ever again. Please, just give me one more chance to earn your trust back,” Luke rambled. Words were flying out of his mouth before they were going through his brain. He didn’t even know if his words made sense to anyone except himself.
Y/N was slightly shocked. He had never been so forward about the future. Sure, up until the other night, he was committed to her in terms of not being with anyone else, but Luke never wanted to talk about marriage or kids and he was so reluctant to even discuss moving in together when she had brought it up before.
She knew how she felt, but he was always unsure about even the idea of getting married to anyone at any point in his life. She knew he wouldn’t just mention that kind of thing if it wasn’t something he actually wanted. He wasn’t much of a liar, especially when it came to Y/N.
Truth be told, these had been some of the hardest days without him. She heard him calling every time and she just about broke down not allowing herself to answer it. She knew he was right outside her door, begging to speak to her, but she had to force herself to him knocking from the other side. She had wondered how he could do this and break every promise and ruin every “I love you,” he had ever expressed to her.
“You really want all of that? You’re not going to run again?” she asked.
“That was the last time, I swear. Babe, I know what I want. I’m certain of it,” Luke insisted. As he spoke, he was certain of his words. She even had to admit, she had missed the way it sounded when he called her babe. She had missed hearing his voice in general.
She reached one of her hands to touch his face. “Good, because I don’t want to give it one more shot if you’re not sure you can handle it,” she demanded.
“I’ve never been more sure of anything in my life,” Luke declared, pulling her closer to him. “I love you, Luke,” she whispered. He decided he would let her make the first move, so it wasn’t until she reciprocated by saying those words, that he went for a kiss.
“I love you too, babe,” he responded feeling more at peace and content than he had ever felt in his life.
Josie’s P.O.V.
I was greeted in a commotion of people, a mixture of fans and paps who had just found my location after days of hiding.
According to a girl standing amongst the barricaded fans, I had been caught in one of Alex’s wedding photos and they had known since the wedding was over that I’d be back in town for my album release any day now, and they were right.
But once airport security led me outside, I had been forced to enter a car waiting in the front lot, not being able to go anywhere else without a crowd following, but I complied hearing the driver say that Kate sent him.
Before even arriving home, the driver immediately took me to her office. I hadn’t checked my phone since my last argument with Luke the day before, so only God knows what she has in store for me.
Once I entered the building, instead of being greeted with the bright faces of some of the workers, they gave me small smiles, others gave me puzzled looks as if they didn’t expect to see me for some odd reason. The most memorable one was small whisper of “good luck” that Kate’s secretary gave to me before leading me to her room. But entering it was an entirely new playing field.
“You didn’t answer your phone. Hell, you didn’t even have your phone on for the past few weeks. I was running your social media every single day bullshitting whatever the fuck I could until I finally got a hold of you!” She yelled once the doors closed behind me
“You act like you don’t control my social media accounts even when I am on my phone,” I rolled my eyes unphased by her attitude
“You haven’t checked your accounts at all, have you?” She groaned before tossing her phone at me
“What the fuck is wrong with you?!” I basically yelled back at the sudden hit of her phone
“Look at it! Look what you’ve fucking missed!”
When my eyes finally averted to the screen, it showed the picture that Jason had been threatening for weeks now to expose, the picture that Luke had seen the day before, the picture that ruined everything between us. But I had no emotion towards any more. I wasn’t hurt that he had leaked it, I knew it was going to happen one way or another, he wanted his fame and he got it. But I know that is not at all how Kate feels about it.
"So?“ I shrugged in annoyance turning her phone off and tossing it on one of her couches
"So? What do you mean so? Your album release is literally days away! You’re supposed to be the golden child right now! Not the slutty pop star!” She yelled in aggravation as I just sighed
"You’re my publicist, fix it,“ was all I said to her before finally leaving. She was not finished with me, as I opened the door to her office, she was still yelling, but I couldn’t care less. Her screams were mumbles to me at this point. All I could focus on was how every step away from her carried me closer to my bed, and I needed sleep more than anything at this point. I had slept on the plane ride back, but I was still drained, mentally and physically. Everything was dull around me for the time being, there was nothing I could handle with my full capabilities, it was like my strength has left the second my plane boarded for lift off in the East Coast. But I guess that’s how all break ups are.
I’ll get over it, I know I will. I have to.
Luke’s P.O.V.
No one had spoken to me after Calum left my room that morning. To be quite fair, I didn’t put myself out there to start any conversations. On the plane ride to Sydney, Calum and Michael spoke with each other, Ashton had his head phones in, and Julia was sleeping. But being in the same cabin with all of them was never so restless. I couldn’t look at Calum without thinking about how angry he was at me, knowing how Michael is, I know he is just as mad at me. I couldn’t look at Ashton without remembering how he kissed Julia right in front of me, how both of them looked so surprised to see me walking into my own band mates room. It made me think about how long they’ve been keeping their relationship a secret behind my back, had it even been as far as when I was almost in love with her?
I told her everything, what if she told them in return?
As I sat in my seat, all I could notice was the amount of lies floating around in front of me. Calum and Michael were mad but they didn’t know the truth. Ashton and Julia betrayed my trust by not telling me the truth. And here I was, alone because I finally faced the truth.
Nothing good ever comes out with honesty, I guess. You expose yourself to the fact of the matter, but no one is ever the winner after that.
Ashton’s P.O.V.
Once we landed in Sydney, everyone went their separate ways meeting up with their parents, but since Julia’s couldn’t make it, I offered to take her back home with which she responded with much refusal.
"It’s fine, Ashton, be with your family, I’m going to take taxi,” she excused herself
"My mom would never forgive me if I told her I let you go off on your own,“ I reasoned
"Then don’t tell her,” she spoke back with sass in her voice as she lugged her suitcase around to the front of the airport
"Julia, just let me take you home,“ I sighed
"No,” she stated plainly before going onto her phone to call for transportation, but I took it out of her hands before she could speak
“Ashton! Don’t be annoying, I’m calling a fucking taxi, alright!” She exclaimed, catching me off guard at the aggressiveness of her tone
"Why are you so pissed off? Can’t we just talk about it on the drive back to your place?“ I asked
"That’s why I don’t want you to take me home, I don’t want to talk, not now.” She explained, but I couldn’t accept that.
If we didn’t talk now, she would come up with some other excuse to why she was feeling this way to spare my emotions, but for once, I needed her to say exactly how she was feeling now, no matter how much it could hurt me. I’m tired of all these games, all the different stories, I needed something real with her, and I needed it now.
‘We have to do it sooner or later!” I basically yelled, clearly agitated by her attitude. But the fact that we were in a crowded airport did not help my case. My voice caught the attention of many onlookers trying to figure out why the hell I was yelling, but that also drew focus on me. It wasn’t long before some fans caught a glimpse of me and began circling around us trying to ask for a picture without being rude.
“Great, now look what you’ve done,” She mumbled before pulling her suitcase to her side to begin walking
The fans had made a clear exit for her by spreading themselves to leave a pathway for Julia to walk through, but I couldn’t let her go now. Despite the growing crowd, I had followed behind her, ensuing a brisk walk from the fans also trailing behind us.
“Just leave me alone, Ashton,” She said trying to shoo me away, but I couldn’t take that
“Not after we talk,” I argued as she continued to quicken her pace
It wasn’t long before some girls began to grow impatient at this waiting game, so I heard my name being called multiple times behind me. The first time, I said to give me a second, but all the rest, I unintentionally ignored. I zoned a lot of the voices out except for Julia, since she was all that mattered right about now.
“You have people to attend to,” She told me as an excuse as I scoffed
“You only have one person to attend to and you can’t even do that,” I retorted before almost running face first into a celphone forced in front of my face for a selfie. I had to physically stop myself at that point so I didn’t bump into anyone. I knew at my frame, if I kept going, I was bound to hurt someone on accident which the tabloids would eat up. I quickly took pictures, while trying to keep my eye on Julia who was still making her way to the pick up area at the airport were cabs would wait, but I lost her in the sea of people in front of me.
“I’m sorry, I’m really trying to talk to that girl again,” I apologized to the fans as a lot of them sighed. Seeing the sadness in their faces, made me second guess my words though. As I was just going to continue taking pictures of them, airport secuirty began to force their way through before asking everyone to disperse. They told me that they had my car waiting in the front being fully aware of the commotion that our band would be today, so I obliged not wanting to start anymore trouble. As I was led to the front of the airport, I spotted Julia there calling for a taxi.
Julia’s P.O.V.
I was waving for a cab over and over again just trying to get the hell out of this location, but I could hear Ashton and his fans coming closer and closer to the airport exit. I quickly ordered an uber, knowing that if taxis weren’t an option, uber was just as reliable. I was right seeing as there was a huge line up of drivers near the airport to pick up people arriving or departing. It only took seconds for the car to arrive right in front of me. The driver was even nice enough to bring my suitcase into the trunk.
“Hi, is this for Julia?” I asked him as he nodded
I smiled slightly to be polite before opening the car door. I looked to my right, watching the hoard of fans nearing closer to me just before entering, but the second I turned left, I found Ashton sitting right next to me.
Josie’s POV
I didn’t sleep that night, although he left when I closed my eyes, I was wide awake. I just couldn’t bare the fact that he would see me crying again. I had cried so many times in front of him, cried so many times for him.
I know he could tell that I was about to, I saw the remorse on his face the second I heard his beginnings to his “it’s over” speech, making my eyes start to water knowing the end was near. And boy had it been a long journey to this final destination.
I understood where he was coming from, we had both experienced such great trials and tribulations throughout our relationship, while I had seen them as milestones only leading us towards a higher place in our relationship, I guess he didn’t see them the same way. Just before this, it felt like there had been peace in the world for once, at least for us.
But then of course life had to get in the way. There’s always something in the way for us, which is why I understand him. It was never a clear path set for us, all we knew is that we loved each other, but sometimes it just isn’t enough.
Hours had passed and the sun had risen, but I was still here, not feeling bothered to move, even though I knew I had to. I was far too embarrassed to let anyone else see the pain in myself any longer. They had all seen me graveling at Luke’s door hoping that he’d let me in like he always did, but this was different. He had let me in just as quick as he had left.
So before anyone else had woken up I forced myself to sit up, throwing my legs over the side of the bed to stand up after. The sun had just rose above the horizon line allowing me some time since I know that no one ever woke up this early, especially not after an intense night like last. It was 6 am and not a sound could be heard on our floor except for the sound of my feet lightly stepping onto the floor with each step. I entered Luke’s room slowly and quietly before coming over to my suitcase to pack my belongings.
I saw Calum sleeping in Luke’s bed, but Luke was nowhere to be found. Until I looked outside. On the balcony, he sat on a chair facing the view, making it unclear whether he was awake or not, but I definitely saw the glasses of alcohol that he had slightly piled next to him. I opened the balcony doors as if this was my final goodbye to him for today, but to my luck, he was still asleep. In the process of opening the door though, a creaking noise was created in an opening in the wooden frame making him start to fumble around in his sleep. I could see his body start to slouch in an even more uncomfortable position that he was already in thanks to the plastic lawn chair that he sat in, and I could tell that he wouldn’t be able to hold himself up much longer in his state since it became evident that he was slowly falling over. Just before the weight of his body completely fell over, I caught him, making him lean on mine as his longer arm draped over my shoulder.
“Jo?” He mumbled as he tried to pick himself back up, but the wobbling of his legs signaled to me that he was definitely still a little tipsy from the drinks he had just hours before
“We gotta get you into bed, love,” I spoke without thinking letting my little nickname of his slip out. But to my surprise he greeted it with a warm welcome, even though his words were slightly slurred.
“I love it when you call me love, love,” He giggled taking one step at a time to his bed before I plopped him onto it making Calum stir a little in his sleep. The second he had settled himself into bed, I could see his eyes start to droop even more before he finally began to snore. But the movements began to wake Calum up as he found me sitting next to Luke.
“I know you do, Luke,” I sighed pulling the blanket over him.
“Jo?” Calum questioned sleepily to me
“Take care of him, Cal, okay?” I asked him before gently placing my hand on Luke’s face to remove a blonde strand that had fallen onto his forehead
“Where are you going?” He asked as I shrugged
“Back home, I got an album to release,” I shook wiping the single tear from my cheek at the sight of Luke. It had all gotten too real. I tried to make it seem like a joke, but I couldn’t hold in the pain for much longer.
“Can’t you stay? He’ll come back to his senses, I know he will, he’ll be back to loving you in the morning,” He tried to reason with me
“I know he loves me, I have no doubt in that, but sometimes, things just don’t happen in the best way. We were never going to work out, we had too much shit in each other’s lives to handle a relationship like ours. I understand that now,” I replied still caressing his face in mine because I lacked the strength to let go, but Calum’s words helped me do so.
“I’ll make sure he’s alright, Josie,” He said not willing to fight back anymore
“Thank you, Cal,” I looked at him before grabbing my things and leaving. It was a long way back home. A 7 hour flight across the country which wasn’t too horrendous considering I had done much longer hours on a plane for other reasons before. But I was asleep for all 7 of those hours not willing to face the reality that surrounded me. The second I landed though, an even bigger nightmare had just begun.
