Nothing But You [COMPLETED]

A Complete Mess

The only indication that Luka had been in his bed was the messed up duvet on her side. Brad knew she always woke up early, he was used to her not being there now, but he was still disappointed. He grabbed his phone off the side, and noted it was 11am, far later than he ever liked to wake up.

He didn't feel that bad, physically, considering he outweighed the five beers he had with about 10 bottles of water. He pulled on some sweats and a T-shirt, stretching a bit, and headed to the bathroom to brush his teeth and check his hair.

She had seen him first thing in the morning before, but he wanted to look a bit less homeless for her today. Once he was done, he almost ran down the stairs.

The first weird thing he noticed was that the house was still a mess. It actually made him stop halfway down the stairs. He looked around, and there was literally no inkling that any kind of tidying up had been attempted. He descended the rest of the stairs, heading to the lounge.

Also a complete mess.

"Luka?" He called out, not too loudly though in case he woke the guys. There was no response. Frowning, he walked to the kitchen, seeing that that too was a mess. There was no Luka, no morning coffees, not even things on the island that looked like they had been pushed aside for her to sit at this morning. He noticed something white on the fridge, and walked closer.

Had to go, don't clean up xoxo

That was definitely Luka's handwriting on the note, but it looked really messy. Like she was half-asleep, or in a rush. He got his phone out of his pocket, and immediately tapped onto her Whatsapp messages. Last seen at 07:48

He looked over to the coffee station (so dubbed because she made coffee so much and had brought in loads of different flavoured syrups), and noticed that there was no mug, and no cafetiere. It was still in the cupboard. The kettle wasn't even warm. Wherever she had gone, she couldn't have had more than two hours of sleep, and didn't even make a coffee for herself. Brad grew a bit worried, so he sent her a message asking where she was, and if everything was okay. He stared at his phone for a few seconds, seeing if she would reply, but when nothing came through, he put his phone on the counter and started making his own coffee.

It took him a little while, considering it had been weeks since he made it by himself, but he soon figured it out, and poured out coffees for himself and the boys, just like she did every morning. As he sipped it, noticing how it didn't taste as good as when Luka made it, he tapped his phone screen again to see if she had replied. She hadn't.

He looked over at the kitchen. It was a good party, and the mess showed it. He finished his coffee, placed his cup on the side, then got some bin bags out from under the sink.

An hour later, he had filled up two recycling bags and one bin bag, and the others started appearing.

"What are you doing?" Connor narrowed his eyes as he watched Brad from the doorway.

"Cleaning." Brad replied simply. "I made coffee." He stood, pointing to the kitchen. "But it's not good and it's cold." He added with a bit of a grimace.

"Wow...thanks. Where's Luka?" James asked, looking around, as if he was also expecting her to just appear.

"I dunno." Brad sighed, the worry evident on his face. "She left a note on the fridge that she had to go out, she hasn't been on Whatsapp for hours."

"What?" James frowned, and the three of them immediately got their phones out, likely doing the exact same thing he had done that morning, and messaging her. The buzz in Brad's pocket confirmed that they asked her in the group chat. "She hasn't been online since 8am."