Heartbreak girl

eight

I stayed home all day eating oreos and watching My little pony on Netflix. Ashton got home late and went staright to sleep. I stayed up needing someone to talk to. I called luke at around mignight. He picked up and sounded like he was asleep. No duh. It was midnight. "Lukey?"

Luke's POV

Asleep under the covers, nothing bothering but the stupid ringing in my dream. It took me a couple of rings to realize it wasn't a dream. From under the covers i lazily reached over and grabbed my phone and clicked the speaker button.

"Lukey?" I smiled hearing her voice. I rolled to my side holding the covers close. "Yeah?". She talks about her problems as always and i listen because i actually care. I lay on my back and stare at the ceiling.  She's amazing and funny and i wish she was mine and she's beautiful and perfect, and awesome and amazing and- wait i already said that. "luke? lucas?" I snapped out of my thoughts.

"huh? uh yeah"

"call you tommorw, say, uh ten?" i sighed quietly. I'm stuck in the friendzone again and again.

"yeah sure. goodnight Sky" i heard her giggle. "Night night Penguin" and she hung up. Friendzoned. always.

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Skylar's POV

Skipping school for the millionth time. Staying home. again. What a life i'm living, eh? I was surfing the internet when a skype call was coming through.

QUEENofFAB

I quickly accepted it and girl with dark brown hair and boy with long curls appeared on the screen.  They smiled and greeted me with an English accent. I grinned.

"Jesse! Harry! How are ya?" I sat at the edge of my bed looking at the computer screen. "We've been good Skylar, thanx" Jesse smiled. Harry left. What a loser. Jesse and i talked till Ashton came home from school. I told Jesse about what's been happening around here. I told her i had a plan to leave somewhere, bit had no clue to where. She said i can just stay over at her place. Guess where that is. In the U.K. MMMMmmhhhmmm. I agreed and we both left. I jogged downstairs seeing ashton doing homework in the kitchen.

I sat next to him and he ignored me. I poked his arm. He kept writing. I poked him again. Nothing. I punched his arm. "what the fuck Skylar?!" i teared up. He never yells at me. I got up and ran up to my room. I layed in bed curled up crying. I felt empty. Not only was it that Ashton yelled at me but everything all the pain came to me at once. My chest hurt and sobbed. I was crying like i never cried before.

Ashton came in and sighed. "Oh, sky" he layed next to pulling me close to his chest. He rubbed my back telling me he was sorry and such.  I nodded, but he soon got the hint that, that wasnt the only thing that was bothering me. He held me in his arms and sang to me soflty. He was the best. I would never what anyone else.

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I woke up the next morning in the same position. I opened my eyes slowly seeing Lucas Hemmings laying next to me with his arms wrapped around me.  I stared at the blond boy. A smile formed on his face and i frowned confused. was he dreaming or... what? He chuckled and opened his eyes. I laughed and he laughed. "What the hell lukey" i tried escaping his grip but he held me close. "Lucas! lemme goooooo" i laughed. he held me tighter. "Noooo never!" i tried again. He held me close and whispered in my ear, "Not until you agree to make me breakfast". I bit my lip and smiled. "fine, babe. you have to buy me lunch" i smirked. "fine but you have admit you love me, first" i slowly looked at him.

"LucasRobertPenguinHemmings, I don't love you. I fucking love you" he smiled, dimples showing. i giggled and kissed his chin. I got out of his grip and slipped a hoodie on. Damn this boy. I walked out the door buy Luke sweeped me off my feet and carried me down. I blushed lightly, wrapped my arms around his neck. His scent was addicting. Like, it's not even funny. Once in the kitchen, he put me down. I opened the fridge and searched it. "What do ya want Hemmo?"

He looked at me blankly. "sooooo what do you want hemmo?" i asked again. He was totally spaced out.

Luke's POV

I was in space. Almost literally. What do i want? Grilled sandwich? pancakes? GASP, no. Pizza! you wanna know what i really want? The girl standing in front of me. Skylar Irwin.

She waved her hand in front of my face. "huh what?"

"what. do. you. want!"

"wanna know what i really want?"

"what?"

"wanna know what i really really want?"

"yes! now spill!"

"Wanna know what i really real-" she smacked my arm. "oowwie" i rubbed it. it hurt. god damn.

"Now, tell me what you fucking want"

"i really really really reeeaallyyy........" She waited for an answer, i giggled. "a grilled sandwich"

She face palmed and shook her head. She started taking everything out. I just sat back and watched. Because honestly there wasn't anything more interesting than her.