-"Luke.... Luke Hemmings?"-
I say to the boy in the car.
-"(Y/N) WHERE THE FUCK HAVE YOU BEEN?!?!"-
Luke says almost starting to cry. He sounds worried about me, but he doesn't even know me.
-"What are you talking about ?"-
I ask. He stares at me like I've just stabbed a baby turtle.
-"YOU WERE GONE FOR THREE FUCKING DAYS (Y/N) I WAS WORRIED SICK WE WERE WORRIED THAT THEY HAD TURNED, YOU WHAT THE HELL"-
A tear drops down from his left eye. Is Luke Hemmings crying over me. What the fuck is going on right now.
-"I'm sorry Luke but I'm just so confused on what the hell is going on. Do you know me??"-
He looks at me with pain in his eyes.
-"Are you serious right now (Y/N)? What happened to you."-
He's trying to look for the person he knows inside of my eyes, but I stare blankly back at him.
-"I don't remember anything Luke, I woke up and I was here laying on the ground, confused on were I was. I'm sorry Luke but I really don't know what happened, or what's going on."-
He slouches back into the drivers seat, and looks down at his shoes.
-"Get in the car I'll try to explain on the way."-
He opens the door for the inside and signals me to get in. I get in awkwardly and put my seat belt on.
