Bad Boy Hemmings ➸ Sequel

12.

The unforgivingly cold air nipped at my skin as I made my way towards the yellow cap I claimed as mine.

I handed the driver a slip of paper containing the address Amayah said to meet her and the cash to pay before sliding into the cold leather seat.

"Jesus it's cold outside," The cab driver visibly shivered. "'Mind if I turn up the heat?"

I shook my head frantically. "Please do."

He nodded and turned it up before pulling away from the curb and into the crazy freeway. Bright colors flashed passed the window, creating a messy hue of colors.

"Visiting?" The drivers asked, cutting the silence off.

"Yeah, I'm actually joining some family and friends for an... adventure." I chuckled.

"Hmm, I smell nervousness." He joked with a sly smile.

"Well, my ex boyfriends gonna be their so." I trailed off with a shrug.

"Ah, well al you can do is hope for the best, sugar. We're here." He announced.

"Thank you."

I stepped out of the warm cab, letting the cold air nip at my skin once again as I made my way inside the small drug store. I rolled my eyes at the 5SOS posters in the entertainment isle but couldn't help but smile, they've made it so far in such a short amount of time.

"Nevaeh!" A manly voice sang before I was hugged from behind, bare arms wrapping around my waste and lifting me off the ground. I squealed and kicked my feet lightly, but giggled along with the person.

"Heaven, I missed you!" The person sweated me tightly before letting me go. I spun around to be met with Ashton's goofy smile and curly hair.

"Your a goof!" I couldn't help but yell as I wrapped my arms around him into a proper hug. "I missed you so much."

My eyes closed as we stood there, wrapped up in a hug.

"I thought you where my best friend, but here you are, getting all buddy buddy with Ashton."

I squealed again and ripped away from Ashton and ran over to Michael, jumping in his arms like some cheesy romantic movie, with my legs wrapped around his waist.

"Woah, calm down. Wouldn't want to make anyone jealous." Ashton chuckled. I pecked one eye open to see Calum standing their with narrowed eyes and his arms crossed over his chest.

"Awe, how far do you think we could push him?" I whispered to Michael.

"Your risky side already showing I see? Well, you could start kissing all over my face....." I could hear the smirk on Michael's face as he spoke.

"You're gonna enjoy this to much." I scoffed before lightly peppering kissed on his face.

"That's enough!" Calum yelled, yanking Michael's shoulder back as I stumbled onto the floor.

"Alright, let's go. Its like 1am and I'm tiered." Amayah yawned.

I frowned, that means I have to see Luke.

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"He's been having dreams about you, ya know?"

My head snapped up at Michael's confession. "What?"

"I sleep in the bunk next to his, he whispers your name in his sleep, end up in tears, and then wake up and not remember a damn thing."

My heart ached at the thought.

"Naveah?" Luke's voice suddenly speaks after a moment of silence. I ignore him completely, and continue to gaze out the window.

"Naveah." He says more aggresivly and then he put one hand under my legs and the other on the waist and pulls me into his lap. I place my hands on his chest and look him dead in the eyes. "What the hell do you want Luke?!"

He didn't answer. He just starred at me like I was the most interesting this in the universe.

I made an unattractive groaning type noise and tried climbed off him, but of course, he wasn't having none of that. He placed one hand on my waist and the other on my left thigh and he pulled me back into his lap. "What do you want from me Luke." I snapped, raising my eyebrows at him with an annoyed expression on my face.

"My girlfriend back." He put a small pout on his lips. I scoffed.

"Luke you need to understand something." I started, talking slowly and calmly. "I was your girlfriend for a day and the first thing that happened was me finding out about your ex girlfriend and then you telling me nothing. We. Don't. Work. Out."

"Don't say that! Can't you just respect the fact that I have a past, that I don't want to share with you?!" He snapped. Instead of getting mad I raised my eyebrows at him.

"One good exmple Luke, one good example." I said lowly.

"Gah! You make me so fucking frustrated sometimes!" He took one hand and ran it through his messed up gelled quiff and tugged at the roots.

"If I make you so 'fucking frustrated' all the time then why do you keep chasing after me?!" I demanded, placing my hands on his chest and moving my face closer to his so we where only inches apart.

"I don't know!" He yelled. There was a pause and then he continued. "Maybe because whenever some says your damn name my cheeks go red and i'm all flusterd, or maybe because whenever someone looks at you or even takes a second glance at you, I get jealous! You've turned me into some little school boy, and I don't know what to do about it! I love your voice, I love your smell, I even love it when you call me Lucus, even though it annoyed the shit out of me!" His voice lowered and he barley whispered the next thing he said. "And you've never given up on me."

My eyes started to water at the stupid memory. I never gave up on him, but right now it seems like he has given up on me.