Name Game // Luke Hemmings

Chapter 8

It felt so right, but so wrong.

I had left Jacob at that party by himself, to go with Luke. Who I kissed in his car... I felt so bad, I mean Jacob and I weren't official or anything, neither were Luke and I. It's just the fact that I left Jacob at the party by himself.

I was sitting in my room at 2 in the morning wondering these thoughts to myself. It sucked, I couldn't tell you when the last time I got sleep was. At least 2 weeks ago.

Luke's POV

I couldn't believe what just happened. And I definitely don't know what's gotten into me. I promised myself not to get hooked to a girl. Especially not a goody two shoes like her.

It scares the hell out of me that I do like her. I can't like her, I can't fall for her. All she's going to do is get in the way of my business. She'll be one of those that tells me I need to go to school and get an actual education. She'll say being a hit man isn't a job, and it's not a safe one either. I'm not giving up everything for some stupid girl.

As soon as I got home, I got looks from all the guys.

"You can't be serious right now are you Luke? We got business, that girl will come in between you and us. You can't leave us for some stupid ass girl that's just going to suck your dick every fucking night," Calum spat out.

"I'm not leaving you for her, I don't even like her. She's the type that wouldn't suck my dick, she'd expect me to earn it first." It helped me to make myself believe I didn't like her, but my gut told me I did.

"She's a bitch that's for sure. She's a little goody two shoes that thinks sex is suppose to be something special. I bet the bitch has never even seen a dick before," Austin laughed and everyone joined him.

Deep inside me it pissed me off they were talking about her like that, but I couldn't say anything. I can't let them think I'm actually interested in her. I've put all my effort into this group for 3 years, and that was not about to be trashed by some girl.

I grabbed a blunt and some drinks off the counter and took them upstairs. It just seems like the best stress reliever, especially right now. As soon as I got up stairs I pulled my phone out and typed the message debating whether to send it or not.

Me:
Hey, I was just going to ask that you could kind of forget what happened tonight. I can't have something like you in my life right now. And also you don't need someone like me in your life ever. I just think if we break things off where they are now, it'll keep you from getting hurt.

I sent the message instantly regretting it. That made zero sense at all, what the fuck was I thinking. I never sent that kind of text to a girl. I just strictly broke them off without even caring. I felt my phone vibrate and my heart felt like it dropped to my toes. I slowly looked down to read it.

Chloe:
Okay, first off if I'm not mistaking you're the one that came on to me. You pulled me from my date, and you kissed me. I'm sorry, I may be wrong, but that's what I remember. But it's whatever, I was told not to get caught up with your fucked up gang anyways.

Damn, I wonder who told her to stay away from us? Probably her group of fake ass bitches.

Me:
Who told you about us?

She read the message and didn't respond, cool. I sat my phone down and grabbed the blunt from my desk and the lighter and lit it. It felt like the only thing that felt like it could get me through life at this point. After you have a rough job just turn to alcohol and drugs and it makes everything better.

Once I lit it, I put it between my teeth and walked down stairs to the boys. Calum and Austin had already passed out from all the drugs and alcohol in their system. It's going to be hell in the morning for them.