Wasted » luke Hemmings

chapter eleven

I wait for Luke to come over as I sit in my sweats on my kitchen counter. I tap my nails on the granite, running up to the door when I hear the knock. I swing open the door, beaming at Luke as he stands on the other side, with his hands stuffed into his black jeans pockets. I stare at him in his red flannel, with the buttons done up to the top, paired with his all black high top converse, looking really good. 

I grab his arm, shutting the front door behind me, running towards my car pulling him behind me. "What happened to tutoring then?" he lets out a small laugh, followed by a groan as I drop his arm, clambering into the drivers side of the car, Luke reluctantly following suit. 

"Target," I simply say, not answering his question in the slightest. He lets out a small sigh, not even turning his head to look at me as he plays around with some of the buttons on my dashboard. 

We pull into Target, parking in a random spot, barely any cars in the car park. I'm not sure if Ashton's working as it's still pretty early, walking away from the car, not even looking back to Luke to see if he's following me. 

We both walk up to the automatic doors, Luke a few paces behind me, but because of his long legs he catches up with me pretty quickly. I grab a basket from the side, power walking through the store, hearing Luke jog a little behind me. 

I stop as I reach the candy isle, scanning the shelves, grabbing a couple of boxes here and there, taking some cookies off the shelf too. Luke and I seem to just stay in silence until we get to the check out as I look around for Ashton, not seeing him anywhere, "Ash doesn't work till six," he simply mumbles, walking towards the electronics isle, on the opposite side of the store, this time I'm running after him. 

We reach the isle, Luke taking the basket from my hands, dropping down at the side next to some shelves. He walks over to an iPod which is connected to some speakers, which they are demonstrating in the store, flicking through the apps. He clicks on YouTube, searching for some music, looking around to see if there were any workers around. 

I hear Luke click a couple of buttons on the speakers before English Kids in America comes over the speakers. Luke turns to me smiling, a few strands of his hair falling on his forehead, as Luke beginning to sing along, spinning around with his arms spread wide. I let out a small laugh as he begins to dance along to the loud music, my eyes scanning around the store. 

He calls my name, snapping me out of my cautious mindset, holding his hand out, which I grab as he pulls me around, trying to dance as he sings louder the words, "we'll get lost and find ourselves in a foreign land," I can't help but smile to myself as Luke pulls me around in a circle, making me a little dizzy hearing his singing voice, which is amazing as it is. 

"We're English kids in America," he screams, causing met to let out a loud laugh, a member of staff in a red t-shirt popping their head around the isle coming into view. Luke doesn't notice, screaming even louder this time, causing me to become doubled over in a fit of laughter as the Target worker walks closer, turning the music off. 

"Excuse me sir, if you carry on this way I'm going to have to ask you to leave," the man says, who is actually looking up to Luke, which isn't much of a surprise considering Luke is so tall, but Luke just shrugs, grabbing my hand and the basket from the side.

Luke continues to walk with a happy bounce as we both walk to the check out, as the woman behind the check out scans the items, "Our boss wasn't happy with what you did," she giggles behind the checkout, smiling at herself as she glances over to Luke a few times, Luke just nodding in response as he hands me a plastic bag full of the food as I swipe my card over the reader. 

"I was going to do that," he moans, sliding his wallet back into his back pocket. 

"Pay for the candy..why?" I ask, sounding a little confused, smiling still as we walk back to my car.