Trust, Love and Lies. (Luke Hemmings) (Brad Simpson)

Filler

***Kylies POV***

"What the hell was that?!" Luke shouts at me. The boys and my brother had got here about two hours after I got home.

"I'm sorry! How was I supposed to know you guys were going to be there?!" I shout back. He really has no right to be yelling at me. I did nothing wrong.

"Kylie, you can't go out with him. Well alone I mean." He tells me, looking down at his shoes in a softer tone.

"I'm sorry Luke, but you aren't my parent. I can do whatever the hell I want. I don't need you telling me what I can and can't do." I say to him. He really has no right to be saying all of this to me. Who does he think he is?

"Kylie you don't understand. I think I know him a little bit better than you."

"I like him. And that's that. So I'm going to date him for as long as I want. All you have to do is keep quiet about it."

"It's not that easy. You know that. Ash is my best friend, and I can't keep things like this from him for very long. So either you tell him, or I'll make sure he finds out." He threatens. Is he really threatening me right now? Wow, some friend he turned out to be. I know he's just being a good friend to Ashton but still.

"Fine I'll tell him. When I want to. So you have to keep quiet about it until I feel that it's the right time." I say.

"Yeah sure. But it can't be longer than a month. That's how long I'll give you to tell him. But in the mean time. Please just be careful. And keep the dates in public with other people around."

"Don't worry about me Luke. Just worry about yourself. I'm a big girl, I can handle myself." I say rolling my eyes.

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The next day I woke up in my bed covered in sweat. I must have had a nightmare. Flashes from my dream come in and out of my mind, fading with every second that ticks by. There are images of blood, and my brother, Brad and his gang, and Luke.

I shake my head in attempts to make the images disappear somehow. Instead I put my headphones into my ears and play my favorites playlist. I instantly forget everything from that horrible dream and get up from bed. I start to jump and sway around my room to the music pouring through my ears, as I sing along to the chorus.

When I turn to face my door, Ashton and Luke are making ridiculous dance moves and laughing.

"What the hell! Get out!" I scream at them. They have a bad habit of coming in my room in the mornings. I'll have to get a lock for my door.

"Why? We wanna dance to!" Ashton shouts. Luke nods his head in agreement with a smirk.

I push past them and out the door. I make my way across the hall and close the bathroom door behind me. I strip down to nothing and turn the shower on. I quickly take a shower and brush my teeth once I get out of the shower.

I walk out in nothing but my towel and pad back over to my room. No one's in there, thank God. It would be embarrassing if any of my brothers friends saw me in just a towel. I quickly pull on some cotton shorts and a plain t-shirt. I put my hair up in a pony tail and decide against putting make up on since I'm not going anywhere.

I walk down the stairs to find Aubrey leaning against the counter with a coffee cup up to her face in both hands.

"Good morning sleeping beauty. I heard about your dance party of a morning." She smiles and stifles a small giggle.