drunk texting ; luke hemmings

01

[a/n: some activities in this will be cliche and if you say something about it then go awayyy. but otherwise i love you all so much.]

i walked down the busy streets of New York on my way to a coffee shop - that i go to every morning. no matter how early i wake up these streets will always be active.

as i went to turn into the coffee shop i instantly smelt the aroma of black coffee. the smell was so strong it made me cough a couple of times. i tucked my nose under the burgandy scarf i had cloaked around my neck so the scent of black coffee wouldn't be as much of a bother.

"hey there katie, what will it be? the usual?" a woman with red nappy hair - put into an attempted bun - went by the name of carrie. i came here in the mornings so much that we grew a close relationship with each other. i have actually hung out with her other than the coffee shop. i mean she may be thirty-two years old but that doesn't mean a seventeen year old, like me, wouldn't want to hang out with her.

"yes carrie, the usual." i snickered out a laugh as i took off my grey jacket and sat down at the long island. i studied the paintings that were dangling by a nail on the wall and smiled to myself at most of them. i just really liked art. i think it's the most beautiful thing in the world that anybody could create. it doesn't even have to be perfect. you could splatter paint on a blank canvas and it could represent your emotions.

"here is your iced caramel frappuccino, katie.' carrie set down the cold cup in front of me and i brought it to my plumped lips to take a sip.

"thank you carrie," i smiled at the red haired woman and continued, "how is your day going so far?"

"well, now that you mention it dear it's been pretty low." the smile on her face faded which made mine fade too.

"how so?" i pursed my lips together as i waited for her answer, getting nervous about what she had to say.

"my son is finally moving out to go to college. it's gonna be lonely without him there." a sigh escaped her lips afterwards. her son joshua is a good kid with good intentions. he has had his mind set up on becoming a nurse to help and save people. i've met joshua before and he is so kind. he grew up without a father and carrie raised him without a husband and damn did she do well.

"oh, i bet you'll be fine. you guys can always skype each other. it's not like you're never gonna se him again." i rested my hand on her arm that was laying on the counter in front of me.

"i guess you're right. i mean i've go you to keep me company. you're like a kid of my own." her eyes sparkled as a smile reappeared on her freckled face. what she said made my heart do all sorts of flips and flops. this women was way too kind to me. she i guess was basically like the mother i've always wanted to have. my foster mother told me that my real mom just dropped me off at her house saying she would be back but she never came back. my foster mother never really cared about me either so that's why i moved out here to New York to get away from her.

"well darling, it's my break time and i'm gonna go out to eat. i'll see you tomorrow morning?" she began taking her apron off but struggled a bit so i helped her.

"i will definitely be here tomorrow morning." i hung her apron on the hook sticking out of the wall. she smiled and waved at me to say goodbye and she was out.

[a/n: this is a short chapter but it's only to give you a feel on how it's going to be here on out. i won't be updating like i usually would bc well yanno. but thats okay right?

i will update the next chapter sometime later tonight or tomorrow]