More Than a Fan || LRH

Part 17: Torture

**Skylar's POV**

Two hours and twenty-four minutes later we landed in Phoenix. We got off the plane, got our luggage, and hugged our moms. Then we headed to the car. When we got in I texted Luke.

Me: Hey babe we landed. I miss you already. 😘

I waited a minute but there was no response. My heart sank. Guess this is something I'll have to get used to. He's busy. Probably still at sound check or getting ready for the show.

We stopped at the store to get some snacks. I was walking down the magazine isle. I need some more posters for my wall. My eyes were scanning the rows and I saw a headline that caught my attention. "Luke Hemmings a true romantic?" I picked it up and flipped to the page of the article and tears started streaming down my face. There were pictures from out surprise date. Ones from us eating dinner, dancing, kissing in the rain, and our little race to the car. As I looked at the pictures I had a flashback to that day. This was going to be hard.

I went to find my mom wiping the tears from eyes. I really hope o veg used to this. I really don't want to be that girl again. That emotional wreck of a girl.

"Have you been crying? Skylar honey what's wrong?" My mom questioned worried as she pulled me into a hug.

I pulled out of the hug and handed her the magazine. She flipped to the article and smiled. "You got a good one honey."

"Yeah I did." I smiled.

I bought the magazine, some nail polish and a box of hair dye. I was gonna surprise Luke when we Skype tonight. My mom and the oldest of the group paid for their stuff and we all headed to our house. Logan and her mom were staying for a few day to spend time with Katie and my aunt.

"What color did you get?" Logan questioned.

"Red, you?"

"Blue. You have bleaching stuff at home right?"

"Yeah. Are you doing streaks or ombré?"

"Ombré."

"I'm doing streaks."

We pulled into the drive way and the three of us grabbed our bags and rushed upstairs to my room. I changed into sweatpants and a sports bra. Logan and Katie did the same then we went to the kitchen. Logan started bleaching the streaks in my hair and while that was setting I bleached the whole bottom half of her hair. We waited 30 mins then washed it out in the sink. Then we dried our hair. Following that we did the colors and let then sit for an hour and 15 minute then washed and dried.

"You look hot!" Logan yelled.

"Michael is gonna freak Harp. You look so good with blue hair." I smiled back at her.

"Has he texted you yet?" Logan asked concerned.

Before I could say anything my phone dinged. It was him. So I turned my phone and nodded.

Luke: glad you're home safe. I miss you too 😘

Me: what are you up to?

Luke: getting ready to take the stage.. 😕

Me: what's wrong? 😟

Luke: wish you were here, that's all

Me: you'll do great babe.

Luke: I g2g two mins till stage. Skype later?

Me: yeah and good luck.

I locked my phone and put it in my pocket. Logan started blaring Sleeping w/ Sirens. I was jumping around and head banging. Little did I know Logan had started recording me once I added singing to the mix.

"What are you doing?" I glared at her puzzled.

Her smile instantly dropped, "nothing!"

"I can tell when you're lying. Are you recording me?"

"NO?"

"Bitch you are recording me! Erase it!"

"Okay, okay gosh no need to freak out."

"Thank you!"

"Good thing I already sent it to Luke."

"YOU WHAT?! Oh god well there goes that relationship."

"He'll think its cute. You guys both love music, you just show your passion in a different way." She giggled.

I shook my head. I've learned over the years that you should never try to argue with her. Logan always gets her way in an argument. Plus I hate arguing with her, I don't see a point to it.

A hour had passed and we were all cuddled up in the theater room watching "Spiderman". Logan and I were sharing a popcorn and each had a redbull. Katie was eating chips and our moms went out clubbing. I still that's weird but what does my opinion matter. My phone buzzed in my hand.

Luke: Heyy beautiful

Me: How was the show?

Luke: it was amazing. the fans were bummed that you weren't singing.

Me: i highly doubt that

Luke: i'm not gonna start this you not trusting me convo again so what are you girls up to?

Me: Watching Spiderman

Luke: so no skype? :(

Me: no we are skyping hold up let me go upstairs.

I locked my phone and chugged my redbull, "show's over I'm going to Skype Luke. "

I got up and headed upstairs. When I got to my room I put on Luke's "I DON'T TRUST ME EITHER" shirt that I may have taken with me without his knowledge. I got my laptop and turned it on. I logged in and then opened up the Skype app and called Luke. He answered right away.

"Hey ba-, what did you do to your hair?" Luke smirked.

"You like it?"

"I love it!"

"Logan dyed her's too. its blue."

"Have you seen my I don't tru-"

I cut him off by backing away from the camera to reveal the shirt. "I smells like you." I giggled.

"Aww Sky, I miss you."

"I miss you too."

"Oh sick dance moves by the way."

I felt my face get hot. "You saw that?"

"Yeah and those vocals.. damn I didn't know you could hit that range."

"Stop," I said covering my face embarrassed.

"Was it hot or did you just not feel like wearing a shirt," he winked referring to the fact that I was in a sports bar in the cider.

"Yes," I giggled.

"Yes to the first or second," he looked at me puzzled.

"Both, that's what yes means."

He started blushing. "Oh."

"You're so cute when you blush."

We talked for a few more hours then next thing I know I waking up to the sound of Luke's soft snoring.

"Luke? Lucas?" I whispered.

He sleepily opened his eyes. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah sorry I didn't mean to wake you."

"It's weird sleeping alone."

"That's why I woke up."

"You'll get used to it. I'd love to stay up and talk but we have another show tomorrow. Sweet Dreams."

"Sweet Dreams Lucas."

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