Lucas. ➳ Luke Hemmings [Completed]

Chapter Six~

~Skylar's POV~

"Oh my God you're so adorable," I said to my 3 year old niece, well turning 4.

She just giggled, and reached her arms out for me to pick her up. I, of course, picked her up, happier than ever to do so.

Yeah, I hate most people, but I like little kids. Judge me, I don't care, they're just so adorable.

Her name's Jannet, but we all call her Jan, she wanted to be called that so ey.

"Skylar! The door!" I heard my moms voice come from the noisy kitchen.

Yeah, forgot to mention, it's currently Jan's birthday.

"I'll get it!" I shouted back, walking into the living room. I still had Jan in my arms as I opened the door.

"Hey," It was Luke, "You're hot."

"Nice pick up line," I chuckled a bit. I don't giggle. No. Nope. No.

"Why thank y- oh my god she's adorable!" Luke turned his attention to Jan.

Jan giggled, "Sky who is dis?"

"I'm her boyfriend," He said, smirking at me.

"No," I looked to him, "He's just a friend."

Jan started kicking, meaning she wanted down. I let her down and she zoomed to the kitchen.

I walked upstairs, wanting away from everyone. I heard Luke's giant feet behind me, but I assumed he'd go away. I walked into my room and turned to shut the door when Luke shoved me against the wall.

"Come on," He whispered to me, "You can't tell me 'just friends' make out, and have cute nicknames for each other."

I looked into his eyes, "Luke, I-"

"No," He let go of me, "It's fine. I'm sorry," he handed me a small bag, "It's a present for Jan. I wasn't exactly sure what she likes so."

He started to walk away, and I stared daggers into him, speaking. "Lucas, what do you even want to be? I talk to your band mates, you know that? I have a best friend who's addicted to your band and can't get enough. You're not into my type, your band mates have told me. You like the barbies. You said you don't trust," I spit, "But what about that one bitch Kylie? Or that other Sofie? Remember those two barbies you fucked last fucking night? You said your mom would flip," I took a breath, "When in reality you just wanted laid. By two fucking barbies."

"Skylar I-" He started to speak and turned.

"No," I glared at him, "I really don't like you ri-"

Luke cut me off by kissing me. Once he pulled away he began speaking, "Skybaby, those girls were nothing. My mates just get strippers when they want laid, and they shove theirselves onto me. Why do you not believe me? I love you."

I looked down, mumbling something.

"What?" Luke stared at me.

"I-I love you," I mumbled.

"He doesn't love you," Something in my mind told me this. "No one can love you. I mean, take a look at your arms. Take a look at your thighs. Look at your weight. You're fat. You're ugly. And you're pathetic."

"L-Luke," I mumbled.

He looked at me, "You never call me Luke," he sat on the bed, "What's wrong?"

"I-I've never really told anyone this," I mumbled, and he looked at me, "I-I hear things. Like, voices. T-telling me I'm fat. A-And that you don't love me.. do you? Do you actually? Or are you lying?"

Luke took in a breath, "I love you. More than words itself can explain. And if you don't believe that, I don't care. I know my feelings."

I just nodded, "Okay.. we should go downstairs..."

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"Luke! Hi!" My mom said, as we walked downstairs.

"Hi mom," He smiled, as I rolled my eyes.

"Oh Sky's boyfweind!" Jan ran up and jumped into Luke's arms. Luke obviously caught her, and I face palmed.

"Jan sweety," Luke smiled, laughing. "Sky and I aren't dating, although I'd like to, were just friends," a frown came to his face.

I looked at him, giving him that look like 'Don't pretend it's all my fault' look. That one.

The rest of the day/night we played with Jan until she had to leave, then everyone began leaving. Luke stayed with me, and this night, all night. He didn't leave at 1am like always.

Maybe he was serious?

I'm sorry but I somehow had to make a baby in this chapter because Luke Hemmings with a baby is bæ af. Just saying.

But like watching Full House and the middle girl is crying because DJ got the boy she liked.

Hoe, he's a lot older. DJ has a chance, while you don't. Calm your non-existent tits. (It's okay mine don't exist either)

But I'm gonna go. xD Byeee <3 I love you.