r u mine ? - a Luke Hemmings fanfic

chapter 9

It's the start of the summer holidays, meaning the first day of tour. I run around my room trying to pack my whole life into two suitcases. I frown at the mess on my bedroom floor and text Luke.

Packing is frustrating the hell out of me :(

how do ya do it? xx

ly xx

I throw my phone onto my bed, and fall onto the floor. Ugh... My phone vibrates suddenly, and I reach up to grab it.

dw, calm down. Try picking out outfits and packing like that. I'm trying sound all wise and shit, but i'm currently in exactly the same situation... the house is chaos. Love you too xxxx ;)

I smile at the text, and decide to do what he said. I start with underwear, I put different t.shirts and jeans together, I then work on matching jumpers and plaid shirts to the different outfits before packing some jewellery. I get my dad to sit on the suitcase as I zip it up and after two hours: i'm finished. I fall back onto my bed and call Alex. Something has changed between me and Izzy since that game of truth or dare. We've been practicing our set for tour like hell (which sounds amazing may I just add) and we're still speaking, but we haven't covered the subject of boys for a while. Luke says that Ashton has been moping around like a teenage boy, and Izzy has been pretty much the same. Every time I ask if her and Ashton are 'alright', she brushes me off and changes the subject. Also, if me and Luke are together or on the phone with each other, she leaves the room. She doesn't even look at me. It's like she's annoyed at me...

"Grace, i'm excited I just finished packing!" I put my mobile on speakerphone, and laugh as Alex's excited voice fills my bedroom. I walk and open the window. I let the summer breeze fill my room, and look out at the garden. "Me too. What time are we meeting? I can't wait to live on a tour bus!" I say, and I hear Alex squeal. I always find it cute when boys squeal. "I'll pick you up in an hour, the tour bus is already parked outside their house." I resist the urge to jump up and down, and instead pick up my phone. "Ok, well see you soon." I say. "Bye." He says and hangs up.

I click onto twitter and write:

So pumped, first day of tour @5SOS ;)

An hour later a car pulls up outside my house and Alex and Izzy wave to me. My dad carries my suitcases out to the car, and puts them in the boot. "Thanks, i'm going to miss you so much! I promise to text and call all the time." I say to my mum, and she pulls me into a hug and kisses me on the cheek. My dad does the same and hands me a card. "A bit of extra cash, put it somewhere safe. Have fun." I smile even more, say thank you and get into the car with Alex and Izzy. "Bye Mr and Mrs Saunders!" Izzy shouts, and I laugh. It's the first time in a while that she laughs back. Alex turns the radio up full blast and we roll every single window down in the car. This is what i've been waiting for for such a long time. I smile to myself as I sing along to a Blink 182 song, the song reminds me of Luke.

We pull into the driveway of the 'lad pad' and the boys come out carrying their suitcases. We unload our own luggage out of the car and climb onto the tour bus. It seems bigger on the inside as I pile my bags onto my allocated bunk. Izzy's bunk is on top of mine and Alex's is to the side. The boys are sleeping a bit further down the bus... thank god. I don't fancy that teenage boy smell constantly in my nose, as well as having my privacy invaded. Alex is usually quite clean, so I don't mind him sleeping with us.

By 9:00pm everyone has unpacked, and we are sitting at the back of the bus with fizzy drinks in our hands and six pizza boxes are piled in front of us. I curl into Luke as he plays with my hair, and take a pizza slice from the box. Izzy is sitting next to Michael, and Ashton is talking to Calum. Izzy and Ashton haven't talked for two weeks. The only thing that I can say, is that Izzy is sitting very close to Michael and is twirling her hair flirtatiously. They're laughing, and I can see Ashton turn to look at them. He quickly looks away, a grim frown spreading quickly across his face. I look up at Luke "What's happened between Ashton and Izzy?" I whisper in his ear. He starts separating my brown hair into separate strands. The wind from the open window is ruffling his blonde hair from where it sticks out of his hat, and he looks very peaceful. "Izzy broke up with him a few days ago. Grace, he cried. I've never seen Ash cry before." He tells me in a low voice. I brush his soft hands off, startled. "What the hell? She didn't tell me. I just assumed they had an argument or something. Izzy won't talk to me about these sorts of things anymore." He smiles at me reassuringly, but i'm almost close to crying. My best friend really has been hiding stuff from me. Why? That's all I want to know..."I'm sure she'll talk to you soon. She didn't tell him why either." I sigh into his chest, because I know Luke is only trying to make me feel better. I start to draw invisible circles on his bare arms. "She's definitely flirting with Michael!" Luke says into my ear and I shiver. I'm still getting used to having Luke touch me and sit so close. I can't believe he's mine. I look over to where Izzy has now moved to sit very close to Michael. What's she doing? Why is she being so stupid?

I give Luke small smile, before standing up. He nods, and I walk over to Izzy. "I just love the way you dye your hair different colours all the time." I hear Izzy tell Michael. I roll my eyes and tap her on the shoulder. "Iz, you have to come with me right now." I tell her sternly, and she looks at me startled. "I'm bus-" I pull her up off of the sofa, where she's practically smothered Michael, and pull her down to the front of the bus. "What are you doing Grace?" She asks me, as she pushes my hands off of her. "Why the fuck didn't you tell me you broke up with Ashton? I'm your best friend your supposed to tell me these things." She tries to talk but I carry on. Now i've started I can't stop! "Not only that, but Ashton likes you... like really really likes you. You broke him with your little fucking game. Shit Iz, he cried. A teenage boy cried because of you. Why? I just want to know why!" I'm close to tears now. Not because of what she did to Ashton, but I don't recognise the girl who is standing in front of me. The worst thing is that I don't even know why she's acting the way she is. "Grace calm down. Grace?" She says, reaching out to touch me. I shove her arm away, and walk over to lean against the wall. "No Izzy. Please tell me, please." She sighs, and stands next to me. "I'm sorry. I don't know what i'm doing. I saw the way you and Luke were. The way you knew each other. You didn't just know each others bodies, but you knew about the person inside. Me and Ash weren't like that. He never let me in y'know? I tried, but he kept on pushing me away. So in the end... I broke up with him. I know I handled it awfully but you have to believe me, i'm just really confused." I look up at her. A tear is running down her face, and she's staring into space. I hug her. "Oh Iz. Why didn't you talk to me about it, I could've helped." She cries then, the tears rolling down her face fast. "Come on, we're going to sort this." I take her hair and pat it down. I use my sleeve to dab the eyeliner that has started to smudge like panda eyes, and I give her another hug. "Talk to Ashton. Explain to him. Say that you think your rushing things and want to get to know him better and I promise whatever happens, you'll feel better because at least you tried." She laughs, and I look at her confused. "I should of just told you. Shit what a mess i've gotten myself into." I laugh with her and wipe my own tears away. "Go and sort it out then..." She takes a deep breath, and walks back into the room.