"What are you doing?" I heard a very familiar voice say. Luke. I opened my eyes and saw that he was hovering over me, trying to hold his laugh back. "You... You asshole! I thought I was going to die!" I said while slapping his chest. He laughed and helped me stand up. "This isn't funny! I was about to shit my pants!" I crossed my arms and glared at him, but he kept laughing. I was seriously mad at him, but... His laugh is so cute and I was so relieved I didn't die. I tried not to laugh but after a couple of seconds I couldn't hold it back anymore and bursted out laughing with him. "I'm still mad at you." I said after we calmed down a bit. He took a step closer and looked me in the eyes. "Hm.. Sure you are." He said while looking at my lips. "You remember I promised you that we'd have to continue what we were doing on the plane?" I nodded. He closed the gap between us and I was pressed against a tree. His hands sneaked around my waist. His lips brushed over mine for a second before he pressed them to mine. My hands were running through his hair and tugging on it, earning a low growl from him. He locked his hands with mine and held them roughly above my head against the tree. Damn. How the fuck did all of this happen? One second I was in school, hating the guy who I now called my boyfriend, the other second I was auditioning for a show I was now in the finals of... Not like I'm complaining or anything... Oh, not at all.
After our make-out session we went back to the beach. And no, we didn't get lost. Luckily everybody was lying on the beach getting a tan, so nobody saw us coming out of the jungle thingy together. Luke went inside the house, saying he was hungry. I walked to my towel and laid down on it. "So... How was your adventure Dora?" Charlotte asked and I chuckled. "Amazeballs." I said sarcastic and she chuckled. I stretched and found a way I laid in a comfortable position. After a couple minutes I decided to go with the starfish position. I tied my hair in a messy bun and laid back, closing my eyes.
Suddenly there was something cold dripping on me. I opened my eyes and saw Luke hovering over me with a bucket of water. "No, don't you dar-" He turned the bucket upside down and the cold water splashed on me while I let out a loud shriek. "You son of a-" I quickly stood up and I saw that Luke was running away from me. From the corner of my eyes I saw the camera crew filming us, but I didn't care. I need revenge. Luke was laughing loudly and I ran after him. I had to tackle him or something... Damn, why was he so fast? Was performing his workout as well? Or is it just his long legs. After chasing after him for a couple of minutes I gave up. He was just running circles around the house. "Whatever!" I yelled and walked back to the others.
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After roasting marshmallows above the campfire for a while I decided to go to bed. Hayley told us we were going to a studio in LA tomorrow. We would go there at 10am and I was really tired... And I didn't sleep much on the plane. I closed the door of my room behind me and changed into my pyjamas. What just consisted of a really big Nirvana shirt and panties. I checked the air conditioner, and made sure it wouldn't be freezing tonight. I sunk down on the bed and closed my eyes.
After what felt like hours of tossing and turning I decided to give up. I looked at the clock and saw that it was 1am. I got up and saw white dots. I closed my eyes tightly for a while until the dots were gone. After they were gone I opened the balcony doors and stepped outside, breathing in the fresh air. I closed my eyes for a second and listened to the waves crashing down on the beach. I decided to sit on the edge again. Luke wasn't there to warn me anyways... "Damnit Skyler, how many times to I have to tell you not to do that?" I heard Luke's angry voice. I swung my legs back and stood on the balcony. "Can't sleep either?" I asked. "Nah... There's just... Too much has happened. Not just today, but... The last few years. Sometimes I still can't believe it." He said. I hung over the railing of the balcony. We were both silent, just staring at the ocean for a while, even though it was almost pitch black. "You already know which songs you're going to sing?" Luke asked while he lifted his head so I could look into his blue eyes. I frowned. "I'm not sure yet. As mentor song I think I'm going to sing Still Into You, or Born For This. And I don't know about the other song yet. But I'm thinking All Time Low. They're just so awesome." Luke nodded. "What's Elliot going to do?" I asked. "When he told me with that fucking grin on his face I wanted to grab his head, push him against the wall and beat him, gosh I wanted that so badly." I knew all of 5 Seconds of Summer's songs, and I already had an idea what he was going to sing... "Just Saying." Luke and I said at the same time. "Of fucking course." If you don't know the song, let me inform you. The first sentence of the song is: You've got a boyfriend, and he's a total loser. That's enough you need to know. I really like the song, but I won't like it when Elliot sings it about me to piss off my boyfriend. "But I can't change the song because the contestants can choose themselves. And no way he's going to change his mind." Luke said and I sighed. "Don't worry. It's just a song. And even if he sings it, it's not like it's going to change my mind about him. Actually, it makes me think about him worse. I'm not going anywhere and we both know it. Luke shot me a small smile and nodded. I yawned while looking at the clock inside and saw that it was 2pm. "I'm going to try to sleep again." I said. "Night." I walked inside and let the doors open, so there can be a bit of fresh air into my room. I heard Luke mumble a 'Night' before I got down under the covers and tried to sleep again.
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The Voice (Luke Hemmings)
FanfictionSkyler Mitchell. The girl with the tragic past, even if she doesn't say so herself. After moving from LA to Sydney with her mom she finds herself in a better place. She's happier, she has more friends... Even though she's being bullied by the school...
