Never Be || Luke Hemmings

six

six; the rare lazy river

Veronibitch cried.

She weeped.

She wailed.

She sobbed.

She left with tears streaming out of her eyes.

She left with satisfaction.

She left having punched him.

"Oh my God, are you okay?" I asked Luke.

Luke just held his nose and pointed with the other hand at a tissue box.

"Are you bleeding?" I asked.

He rolled his eyes. "No shit, Sherlock."

I handed him the tissue and he just cleaned his nose.

I didn't know what to do, so I started laughing.

"It's not funny." He grumbled once his nose was finally okay.

I just booped his nose.

"Stop." He groaned.

"I know you love me," I sang. "I know you care."

"You do?" He spoke quietly.

"What?" I frowned.

"Oh, nothing." He shrugged.

"So... How's your nose? 'Cause besides you, no one else knows." I burst out laughing. "Get it?"

"I'm sorry, was that supposed to be a pun?" He frowned.

"Yaaaassss." I answered.

He rolled his eyes, once again bringing the tissue to his nose. "That little bitch almost broke my fu-"

"Wait, was it true that you cheated on her?"

"Ehh. Once or twice."

I laughed.

"Stop laughing at me!" He whined.

"Sorry, it's just hard to take you seriously. You sound like Squidward covering up your nose."

"Oh, excuse me, would you rather see the rare Lazy River?" He suggested sarcastically.

"I'm good, actually."

We were both laughing.

I actually forgot about Calum.

Then, thinking this, I remembered him again.