I Don't Know What To Call this Janoskians (Luke Brooks) Love Story

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"Get out of my way!"  I screamed in Daniel's face as he stood in the way of the front door.  All I wanted was to be able to be on my own, to be away from these people that seemed to be suffocating my privacy and freedom.  Our little trip to the bowling alley hadn't exactly gone to plan.  Everybody was feeling down, not really putting much effort into the game.  We weren't joined by Beau or Luke at all, nor did we see them when got back home.  I couldn't take this anymore.  "I swear Daniel if you don't get out of the way right now I will kick you in the balls so hard that any hopes of you having children will go out of the window."  I hoped the anger shown through my face would be enough to get him to move, the tone of my voice adding to the effect.  Skip didn't move though.  My leg drew back, the beginning of me sticking to the threat Daniel had just received.  I could see him flinch slightly but my leg was caught before any actions could be carried out. 

"What the hell are you doing?!"  Beau shouted at me, spinning me around to face him by my shoulders having let go of my leg.  "Calm the fuck down, Reagan."  

"You're really telling me to calm down?!  Well what do you think you would be like if you were being kept prisoner in your own house, not being allowed to talk to your boyfriend, not even see him?  Not being allowed to leave the house, go for a walk to clear my thoughts?"  I screamed, squaring up to him as best as I could due to my height dwarfing his.  I saw his fists clench by his sides out of the corner of my eye, I had never seen Beau angry before.  Come to think of it, I had never seen any of the boys angry before unless you count mine and Skip's heated conversations. 

"Just leave it, Reagan."  Beau spoke, obviously trying to keep calm.  Everybody bar Luke had joined us by the door, trying to see what all the shouting was about.  I didn't care if I had an audience, or if I was making Beau angry, I was still going to voice my opinions.

"Leave it?!  LEAVE IT?!  You've kept me practically locked away from my boyfriend whom a few hours ago broke down in front of my eyes.  He won’t speak to me, he won't see me, and you lot know something about this situation that you aren’t telling which isn’t fair at all.  I have a right to know, he is my boyfriend."  Tears began to fall from my eyes again as I screamed in Beau's face, my voice getting quieter as I neared the end of my mini speech.  My throat was raw from all of the crying and shouting that had happened today. 

"Reagan, please.  Don’t make this harder than it already is.  He doesn’t want to see you at the moment."" Beau's hand came up to my face to wipe away the fresh tears, but I batted it away.  An attempt to show that I was still furious with him, with all of them.

"That's not true."  7 pairs of eyes looked around for the source of the words.  Luke appeared at the on the first floor landing, eyes hooded and puffy from crying.  "I do want to see her."  I turned to Beau who was giving Luke a questioning look, but was reassured with a nod from his brother.  "Leave us alone guys."  The boys left with Luke's words but Becca and Sophie lingered in the doorway of the living room.  I flicked my head to the side, gesturing for them to leave us to it, which they did.  The atmosphere was tense.  Me and Luke just staring at each other from our different heights.  "Come here."  Luke was the one to break the silence.  I slowly started to move towards him, speaking as I went.

"What the fuck is wrong with you?  I thought you had had a breakdown.  You scared me like fuck Luke.  I thought I had lost you and I didn’t know why.  I don't have a clue what I did to deserve what I went through today but I sure as hell would like to know."  By the time I had finished, I was standing right in front of Luke.  A small smile played at his lips as he held out his arms for me to hug him.  He wasn't getting away with this that easily.  Without really thinking, my right hand swiftly rose, leaving a hand shaped print on Luke's face.  The force was enough for him to stumble back slightly.