Lucas. ➳ Luke Hemmings [Completed]

Chapter Seventeen~

~Skylar's POV~

It's been a week and two days since Luke and I broke up, but since I'm still friends with the boys I go to their concerts.

I went to my spot, as well as Taylor. I watched the stage and I saw my first and last boyfriend run on to the stage.

Lucas.

He had fire in his eyes, and lucky us we were in the front. His fire filled eyes gazed the crowd, and glared at me.

I felt like I was shrinking. Like I was being attacked.

He hates you. What is wrong with you? Of course you're being attacked. He fucking hates you. Haha.

I felt tears brimming my eyes, as the voices in my head spoke. I realized I was wearing a band t-shirt for Sleeping With Sirens.

Then I realized it. Luke is right in front of me. Glaring daggers into me. And my scars and cuts are showing.

"H-hey Taylor," I tried to speak to Taylor, but she was just jumping up and down.

"Taylor!" I yelled, "Can I borrow your sweatshirt?!"

Taylor looked at me, nodding her head, taking off her sweatshirt giving it to me, "Yeah!"

I thanked her, and shoved the sweatshirt on.

Luke's eyes came back to me and hurt flashed through his eyes. "I-I'll be right back, guys continue," Luke spoke.

Luke walked off of the stage, and soon enough I felt huge hands and arms wrap around me. Oh God not this again.

Please don't say you're dedicating Amnesia to me this concert. Enough shit is happening.

I was plopped down on my ass, not on stage, behind, well backstage.

I looked up to see such a familiar face. Luke Hemmings face.

Kill me.

"I-I really don't like you," I stuttered.

"Listen," Luke let the words lash off of his tongue, "I know you don't like me right now, and I wouldn't even like myself right now. I'm sorry. Take the damn sweatshirt off and enjoy yourself. It's ridiculous how much you believed me saying you're hideous when in reality," Luke laughed, crying, "You're fucking perfect."

I looked to the floor, still sitting on my ass. I could feel the tears coming.

I heard a thud, indicating Luke sat next to me; "Look, would you like to know why I was an asshole?"

"Sort of..." I mumbled.

"My mom die-" I cut him off

"Don't even finish that! Momma Liz died?!" I yelled.

"Yes, now shh," Luke covered my mouth with his hand, "None of the 5sos fam knows, and I don't want them to. I'm really sorry I was an asshole."

I looked up to him, "Yo-you raped me though..."

Luke frowned, shaking his head, looking at the ground. "I-I'm sorry... I don't know what I was doing... I was in such a dark place. I-m sorry."

"No," I glared at him, "I can't forgive you for any of that shit. My scars and cuts are hideous? You said you never loved me. You fucking raped me. I'm leaving. Bye," I stood and walked back out.

By the time I walked out everyone had gone, and the boys were coming backstage.

"Did you and Luke make up?" Michael whispered.

I glared at him, "No. I don't want to."

Michael sighed, "Okay.. I'm here for you, love."

I nodded, "Thanks Mike. Love you."

"Love you too, love," Michael smiled, kissing my cheek, and walking back with Ashton, Calum, and Luke.

"Oh," Taylor smirked, "You and Michael?"

I glared at her, "We had a one night fling, let it go."

Taylor wiggled her eyebrows, "Doesn't seem like a one night fling, I ship it."

"You also shipped Luke and I, but how did that work out?" I snapped.

Taylor backed up a little, "I'm sorry..."

I shook my head, "It's fine... I'm sorry."

Taylor smiled, "I really am sorry. I should respect you had a one night fling, and not ship you with him."

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Michael: Hii, love x

Skylar: Hye c:

It's literally like 3:00am, and Michael decided to text me. This boy is fucking lucky I love him.

Michael: Wyd? x

I rolled my eyes, what else would I be doing at 3:00am? Idiot.

Skylar: Laying in bed attempting to sleep but you texted me x'D You?

Michael: Wondering..

Skylar: About?

Michael: Us.

Skylar: Why?

Michael: Uh, what are we? Friends with benefits? One night fling? A thing? Sorry I'm asking x

Skylar: Well umm. You've never asked me out... And we had a one night fling, and we act like a couple... So I guess friends with benefits?

Michael: Oh..

Skylar: Is that okay? Do you not want to be? Honestly up to you. I can't stand another person being unhappy in my life.

Michael: No, no, no! It's not okay, but it's the best I'm getting :)

Skylar: Umm...

Michael: Skylar... Will you be my girlfriend? Please? x

Skylar: I don't exactly want a relationship after how Luke and I ended...

Michael: You've never told me how this went down. Tell me, love. Maybe getting it off your chest will help?

Skylar: Okay.. so basically Luke said my cuts and scars were ugly af, once we broke up. And I'm hideous. But the day before we broke up, Luke raped me...

Michael: What?! You're kidding right?

Skylar: No.. I'm sorry.. I don't want that again.

Michael: Love, I'd never rape you. Raping someone is ridiculous. And you've never told me about your cuts and scars, but they just prove you're a survivor. I love you so much❤️ x

Skylar: Can I think about it...?

Michael: Of course x Tell me when you figure it out. Oh and Luke got really mad because I kissed you. x

Skylar: Mature x'D I'm gonna sleep now, Michael... I love you x

Michael: I love you xx

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I found that picture and honestly died. I had to do a chapter where Luke came back to the concert because that picture omfg. Yes. Yes. And yes. Hot af. Love me. ❤️

But yeh, gonna go. Bye Felicia!