"Ew", Michael retorted, scrunching his nose up. "Aren't you 12, Luke?", Cora said, siding with Michael. Luke rolled his eyes before walking into the bathroom. "Fuck you guys", He said before closing the bathroom door. Cora and Michael snorted, looking at each other and then soon got into playing video games, zoning out into their digital fantasy world.
Luke walked out wearing his boxers and one his band t-shirts before looking at Arabella smiling. "Guess what?", he said. "What", She said hesitantly, bracing herself for his weird antics. "I'm dry", He screamed before running and jumping on the L-shaped sofa attacking her. He gave her a sloppy kiss on the cheek before laying his head on her shoulder. "Come on, seriously?", She said wiping his saliva off her face. "Play with my hair", He insisted as he laid his head on her lap facing the t.v. as he watched Michael and Cora attempt to kill their digital self. Arabella sighed before she slowly started pulling and attempting to braid his hair.
"WHAT THE FUCK", Michael yelled before standing up and throwing his controller on the couch before throwing his hands up. "I SHOT YOU FIRST", He yelled looking at her. Cora was laughing before she stood up on the couch. "How my dick taste?", She said before doing a victory dance on the couch. Luke propped himself up on Arabella's lap before saying, "Actually he did shoot you first". Cora stopped jumping before staring at him with straight face. "Shut the fuck up, Luke", She said before plopping back in the couch. "REMATCH", Michael yelled before they got sucked back into the game.
"Do they ever not play video games?", Luke asked, already knowing the answer. "I don't know have you seen anything else on the t.v.?", Arabella said. They were silent for a while as she played with his hair, quietly humming to herself. "Are you humming The Weeknd?", Luke said as he turned to face her. "It's a catchy tune, leave me alone", She said, already offended. "The song is about asking a girl if she can deepthroat his you-know-what", Luke said, disgusted. "Oh shut up, it's not like you've never had your "you-know-what" sucked before", She said, mocking his 10 year old vocabulary. Luke blushed before turning around to face the t.v.. "Are you embarrassed?", Arabella teased. "I don't wanna taco about it", Luke said. "Let's taco about it", Arabella insisted.
She didn't want to admit it but, she was fairly interested in his sex life. After all, it was Luke Hemmings. The most sought after boy of the band, yet he chooses to lay on her lap and watch Cora and Michael play video games. He could have any girl he wanted. She felt her stomach twist at the thought of another girl playing with his hair and getting his bear hugs.
"I'm too tired, Ara", Luke said in his sleepy voice. He knew she hated his shortened nickname for her but, she was too zoned out thinking about Luke having another girl in his life to care.
"Luke...", She said before trailing off and giving him a small smile. He mumbled a small, "What?"
She didn't say anything knowing he was probably asleep by now.She started thinking about how they met. She was a fan, believe or not. Cora had came up with the idea of making brownies at 4 in morning.Genius, right? They had checked all the cabinets before realizing there was nothing. "I still want to make brownies", Cora whined as she sat on the counter. Arabella started looking around thinking what they could do before almost slapping herself. What else is a car for? "Let's go to Walmart , duh", Arabella said. "At 4 in the morning?", Cora said hesitantly. All she could think about was the possible crackheads lurking around in the store. "Oh come on, you're the one who wants brownies so badly", Arabella replied before grabbing Cora's arm and pulling her off the counter.
When they pulled into the parking lot it was dead empty. About eight or ten cars littered the parking lot as they parked closest to the store. "This looks like a zombie apocalypse", Cora said sticking her face on the window. "Come on, Loser", Arabella said as she got out the car. They had quickly walked into the desolate store because even though they didn't want to admit it; it was kind of scary. They walked through the aisles before finding the cake mixes and deciding on the "perfect" brownie mix. Cora followed behind Arabella as they walked out of the aisle and then boom, they met. It wasn't the best meeting as Luke had ran into Arabella in one of the Walmart scooters. "Ow fuck, hey you asshole, watch where you are fucking going", Arabella said grabbing her leg as she looked at it. Luke had jumped out the scooter panicking. "Oh my god, I'm so sorry, I was looking behind me...I didn't think there would be someone in front of me", Luke rambled on looking at her. Cora froze as she realized who he was. "Arabella...", She said trailing off. Arabella looked up before taking a sharp breath. "Um, you know what, it's okay, totally okay", Arabella said as she backed up. Luke looked at them confused before realizing what they were doing. "Listen, I really am sorry-", Luke said as he tried to finish his sentence only to be interrupted by a loud, "LUKE THERE YOU ARE", followed by a bunch of scooter horns blaring. "Oh no, he has met a small flock of fans", Michael said in a joking way. "Actually he ran over my friend, Arabella", Cora shot at him. "Feisty, I like it", Michael replied. "Is that bruise from where he hit you?", Calum said as he widened his eyes. "Look's like they had some kinky sex", Ashton replied, before laughing. "Shut up, guys. I feel bad", Luke said. "It's really okay, it doesn't really hurt", Arabella replied as she put on a fake smile.
She knew she would probably be hobbling around for a week and it was throbbing like a bitch. "If I give you my number, will you tell me if it gets better? I don't want it to end up being broken or something and I, not knowing", He replied before taking his phone out. "Smooth way of giving a cute girl your number", Michael said as the other boys started laughing."I will kick you off that scooter, Mikey", Luke said glaring at him. Arabella shakily pulled out her phone before opening the contact app. Yes, shaking. You would shake too if you had Luke Hemmings giving you his number. He gave her his American and European number and then everything clicked afterwards. Texts were sent and 99.9% were never about her leg. They met a couple time afterwards. Cora slowly becoming friends with Michael, their bond was over video games but quickly grew. Hadley soon came into picture, as soon as Cora and Arabella introduced her to them. Her and Calum clicked, almost instantly. It was evident they liked each other after Arabella and Cora caught her skyping him almost every night.
The time zones were tough until Luke asked them if they wanted to tour with them for the last 4 shows. The shows were amazing and the girls never felt so lucky to be their friends. It seemed like years ago they were paying money to see them perform and now they were backstage waiting to get on the tour bus again with them. Of course with the guys fame there came hate. The girls got hit with a lot of hate. Still do. Hadley had it the worst because she was exclusive with Calum. She seemed like she never cared of course because her only reply was, "I'm on his dick every night". Arabella never could take the hate well. There was times where Luke would have to sit on the other side of the bathroom door listening to her cry over the slurs and insults they threw at her. Cora made it seem like she didn't care but it was evident she did after a fan decided to attack her while they were struggling to make it out of the mob. It had shaken them all up to the point where sometimes they would take different planes. It put a strain on their friendships, of course. But, they all knew it would get better as soon as the tour was over. Maybe, right?
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Opia
FanfictionOpia; The ambiguous intensity of looking someone in the eye, which can feel simultaneously invasive and vulnerable.