The New Kid | lrh

Chapter 16

Why wasn't he answering me? What could I have possibly done? Luke Robert fucking Hemmings was ignoring me. He usually always texted me back instantly or a little after his school meetings or practices.

He didn't have soccer practice or a game today. I have been going to all of his games and staying after school with him. He was tutoring me in school because when we're alone, we didn't study because we did other things.... Other days at my house, we would start to study and I'd distract him which made him lose his focus.

I texted Calum asking if he knew where Luke was. He replied that he wasn't with him. I swear to God, if that's some bro code shit and he knew, I would beat his ass.

I knew he wouldn't purposely ignore me. We were dating! It's not like he had to wait twenty minutes to respond to my texts to not seem desperate. We were over that stage.

I decided to call once more and it went straight to voicemail. I was beginning to lose my mind. What if's began going through my head. What if he was seeing another girl? What if he's hurt and can't answer his phone? What if I'm just overreacting?

That was most likely the case.

I just had to see what the hell was going on. I went to sleep tossing and turning and I dreamed of Luke. I dreamed about my worst fear;
Luke being with some other girl. I woke up hyperventilating. I could not stand the thought of him with someone else. It would break my heart into a million pieces and I could never find myself ever loving anyone ever again.

I quickly got dressed and grabbed my bag and keys and made my way to school. This would be one hell of an interesting day.

Once I got through the first two periods of school, I planned to go looking for Luke. Right before the bell rang, someone came over the PA system with an announcement. The entire school would going outside to watch our track and field team compete. This was an abnormal thing to be happening. It was most likely a surprise drug check when the dogs come into school to sniff the lockers for drugs.

I was rushed outside with my entire English class as we watched the event begin. I didn't have any interest in what was happening because all that I could focus on was Luke. Luke Hemmings; The stupid boy that I have feelings for.

I looked everywhere for Luke. He wasn't on the team but I knew he would volunteer. He always volunteers at school events because he's a good person.

I must've looked like a lost puppy. I wandered aimlessly as I searched for him in the crowd. It's really hard to find a six foot, blonde boy, who does this thing with his feet when he stands. I don't even know what he's wearing today so that couldn't even possibly help me.

I passed the bathrooms and the food vendors as I made my way further down the bleachers adjacent to the track. I finally spotted two tall boys, who I assumed to be Luke and Calum. Luke turned slightly and I saw his face. I wasn't one to make a scene, but today I was pissed. He left his read receipts on. I know he saw my text messages.

"What the fuck, Hemmings." I shouted, making him turn around quickly.

"What's wrong?" He asked me.

He had the fucking nerve to ask me what was wrong. Everything was wrong. Oh my fucking God, I was going to lose my shit. I'm up to my neck in stress, worried sick and he asks me what was wrong. He doesn't text me back for four days, but reads my messages, and asks what's wrong. Haha.

"What's wrong? Are you fucking asking me that?" I was getting a few looks from people but I honestly couldn't give a shit. This was the first time that I'd seen him in days after he had been ignoring me.

"I don't know what's going on...."

"You don't fucking text me back or call me for four days. You don't come to the classes that we have together, you didn't let me know that you were alive still-- I was worried sick! I thought you could've been hurt! Do you know how much I fucking care for you, Luke? I-I just can't fathom how easily your taking this." I looked dead in his eyes. I wanted to rip my hair out. I would go bald before I turned twenty years old.

He stared at me, for reasons I couldn't decipher at that moment.

I took a deep breath before speaking again. "I was worried about you," I began. "The least you could have done was text me back that you were okay. I don't know why you're mad and ignoring me, but you could've told me that you were still alive."

"I'm sorry, I just-- I can't."

"You can't what? Date a girl like me? I'm sorry I'm not fucking perfect, Luke. You should've known that when you first met me." I began taking off the zip up hoodie he let me steal from his house.

"I tried making myself better for you, Luke. I did everything for you. I thought that maybe I was starting to fall for you. But I guess I'm glad I learned that sooner than later." I threw the hoodie into his arms and stormed away from him and Calum.

I walked around the school and made my way to my car. I got in and drove away. No one would notice I left and was okay with that. I started driving to where I could always take my mind off things.

I was falling in love with him. I really thought we had something special. Something no one else could ever give me. Once I walked away from him, I felt like I lost a part of me, maybe empty inside. My heart felt like it was ripped out of my chest and thrown on the floor and then stomped on. I could barely breath while crying uncontrollably.

How would I fix myself this time?

I couldn't. Luke could.

A/N: I'm sorry but I personally feel like this chapter sucked. I'll try to update again soon but I have exams coming up and then summer! Thanks for reading :)