11:11 • Luke Hemmings au

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6:00 am. Monday, December 6th.

I stayed up all night just worrying about what Calum meant in his text on Friday. I never even texted him back, I just left it on my phone to keep coming back to just to figure out what he was trying to say.

As I got ready I felt like I had to be more presentable in case... I don't know it just seemed like a good idea.

I groan as I remembered that I have to finish my presentation for English today with Luke.

Ugh.

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People stare at me as I walk through the halls, some point and laugh so I keep my head down. In homeroom I sit alone, while the rest of my 'friends' sat on the opposite end of the room whispering and occasionally glancing at me. As the bell rang Mrs. P called me and Luke up. I sigh to myself as I take out the flash drive and plug it into the laptop, our presentation popping up on the projector screen.

Luke stood near the screen as I used the computer to control the slides.

"Um, our presentation is on the emotion, love. People give love a few different definitions, a heartfelt one, a friendly type, and one that's an emotional rollercoaster ride with many ups and downs and twists and turns..."

As I continue reading of the screen I hear a few whispers from the crowd. I look up, noticing people giving me weird stares and quietly laughing. Then Calum raised his hand to his head, making it into the shape of a 'W' whispering "whore." Ashton joined in, then, Michael and Noel. Soon it felt as if the whole class was chanting "whore" under their breath. I could feel myself tensing up, my voice shaking and the palm of my hands sweating as my face turned red. I look over to Luke who just had his head down, ignoring everything.

I knew exactly what Calum told everyone.  He told them something definitely went down in the janitors closet.

I stop talking and just stared at everyone. I could feel the tears strolling down my cheeks and knew that I lost.

I run out the door, Mrs. P called to me, I just ignore her. I could hear everyone in the classroom laughing as I walk to the bathroom, tears streaming down my face.

"HEY SHUT UP!" a loud voice booms from behind the door.

Someone stuck up for me.

But who cares?

I lock myself in a stall and cry. Never had I been so embarrassed before.  None of this was supposed to happen. Luke was just supposed to be my week long partner, that's it!

Now everyone knows me as 'The $5 Prostitute Who Fucked The Emo Dude in the Janitors Closet.'

Some people could just be so mean sometimes.

And by some people, I mean Calum.

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"He loved me, bullshit." I say to myself as I lay in bed listening to old Ed Sheeran songs and eating a bag of potato chips.

The whole day, I sat in that stall, no one came looking for me and I never left until I heard the final bell ring.

The only thing running through my mind was the expression on Calum's face as he walked into the closet, saying those dreadful words that just kept repeating in my head.

"Fuck you, Hood."

My phone buzzed on the table next to me, I pick it up already knowing what was sent to me.

Luke

- its 11:11 bell. What's your wish?

I could feel my insides burning up as his voice wanders through my mind.

Bella baby

-oh I have a wish alright. I wish that you would just get out of my life and stop ruining everything for me. You have made today a living hell. Just get a life you emo bitch!

Luke

- bella you don't mean that

Bella baby

- yes I do now stop fucking everything up and leave me alone for one goddamn minute

I throw my phone across the room and I could feel the tears coming back. I hear my phone vibrate again but I ignore it, continuing my American Horror Story marathon.

I never want to see Luke again.

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Um yeah.

That happened.

Ayyy its almost 11:11 rn

Oh and sorry for the sorta late update

But its my cats birthday today !!!!

She's 7 :-))

OK wow I need to go to sleep I have testing tomorrow ew bye-Natatat