Safety Pin • Luke Hemmings

Chapter 11

"Oh, you didn't." Luke's amused voice rang throughout the hallway as I walked into school. He stood there with my friends, laughing and clapping in disbelief. "She did it! You actually took orders from that asshole!"

I gritted my teeth at Luke as I tightened my hand on my backpack walking up to my friends.

"This is new," Kiara said holding a hand out to touch my brunette hair.

"My hair was dead. That's why I dyed it back." I stated more to Luke than anyone else. "No other reason."

I didn't meet Michael's eye contact, however. It would have been easy for me to call him up yesterday and dye our hair back naturally together as we had talked about. But I didn't. And now I could feel his eyes shooting daggers into the side of my head.
For once in 4 years, me and Michael Clifford did not have the same color hair nor did we dye it together.

"Where's your piercings," Willow asked me grabbing my face with her hand and moving it around to look at the now empty holes in my face. "Open." I opened my mouth lightly and she looked at the empty hole in my tongue.

"No lip ring. No nose rings. No tongue piercing. No dyed hair. What the hell is wrong with you." Maddie asked.

Luke's hand now went to my face instead of willows as he stared at my lip, eyebrows scrunched. "You took out the lip ring?"

I pushed his hand off of my face and held up my hands in surrender. "Yes! I dyed my hair back and took out my piercings okay? It's not a big deal."

"It's a big deal when you don't do that sorta thing," Ashton said. "This hasn't got anything to do with Liam does it?"

I shook my head, "of course not."

Luke scoffed, "Of course it does. At dinner that's all he would talk about was what he wanted to change about you."

I huffed, "And all you talked about was my head game! So you have no right to talk. Your girlfriend was right there. What kind of asshole are you?"

"At least I'm honest. At least I don't change who I am for my partner." Luke said.

I rolled my eyes and held up my hands, "I'm going to class. I'll see you guys later." I turned around and walked in the direction of my class.

"Gigi," Kiara called after me walking briskly after me. "Talk to me, babes."

I sighed and stopped turning around, "there's nothing to talk about. It's just hair."

Kiara looked at me like I had 7 heads and 3 eyes. "It's never been just hair to you."

I laughed "You guys are blowing this way out of proportion. I dyed my hair. Not shaved it."

"Now I know you guys aren't sticking with the band during university because, well, we can't. But I still want to stick with music. A music producer... manager.. someone is coming to our show on Friday. If you guys don't mind." I messed with the hem of my shirt lightly, I mean it was a kinda big thing I expected them to be okay with. A producer for me, not the band.

Kiara smiled lightly and nodded, "I'm sure that won't be a problem."

I smiled at her and hugged her. "Thank you," I mumbled into her ear.

"But you gotta put at least one piercing back in for it!" Kiara said sternly pulling away. "It's... freaky."

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The doorbell rang causing to me push myself off the couch and walk to the door.
Luke Hemmings stood on my porch looking through the window at me.

I opened up the door and stuck my head out"I thought we were working on the project at your place."