Brooklyn
After our talk, I told Luke that I was very tired and all I wanted to do was rest. He offered to make me dinner and I gladly accepted it considering I haven't eaten anything.
At the moment, I am sat at the edge of my bed, thinking over what just happened. I'm sat here thinking how stupid I am. Yes I'm willing too give him that second chance, but I took the risk of getting hurt. I haven't seen him in a year so I have no idea what kind of person he is. From what I see, he's still the same guy that I loved. He has the same bright blue eyes, the same lips, the same smile. Definitely not the same height. Or Hair. The last time saw him he didn't have a beard. But it does make him look manlier.
His voice changed also. It's deeper. To be honest, I haven't listened to any of their songs except for that underwear song. It's always on the radio. It's overplayed but still catchy.
"Brooklyn! Dinner's ready!" He called out from outside. I grabbed a grey hoodie, covering my shirt. I walked out of the room and went downstairs. I expected dinner in the kitchen but the lights were off. I turned around and and made my ways to the living room where I found Luke sat on the floor, in front of two boxes of pizza and some drinks. I chuckled lightly as he patted the space next to him.
"You know me so well Hemmings." I said as I sat down next to him. He was sporting a plain black muscle Tee and some black sweat pants.
"Yes I do." he said, grabbing a slice of pizza. He then grabbed the TV remote and press play.
"What are we watching?" I asked. I took a piece of pizza and took a bite.
"The Vampire Diaries." He said causing me to choke on the pizza. He patted my back and handed me a glass of drink. He looked at me with worry across his face.
"Are you alright?" He asked, rubbing my back. I stopped coughing. I knew what he's doing. Of course.
"Are you trying to recreate our first date?" I asked him, almost laughing. I watched him bit his lower lip and nodded. His face began to turn red and he was preventing himself to stop smiling. I have to admit its sweet, but its too soon. I just smiled at him and turned my attention back to the TV screen.
"I'm just trying to bring back the old times. You know, when things were alright." He said, looking at me.
"I've gathered. I mean pizza and TVD, whats next getting drunk on your brother's booze?" I laughed and he laughed along with me.
"That was a pretty shit idea, but it was fun. Except for the fact that I ended up sleeping in the bathtub. That was very uncomfortable." He said. It was a pretty great memory. Just thinking about it made me smile. He was happy, I was happy, things were fine. I knew he was trying to give me back that happiness that I haven't felt in a while.
We continued watching and eating. We didn't really care about the time or what happened to the others. We just enjoyed each other's company in silence. It wasn't awkward silence though.
it been a couple of hour now and I began to feel my eyelids getting heavier and I found it hard to focus on the TV. My head began to slowly drop but I managed to keep it up.
"You can rest on my shoulder if you want." Luke offered. I gladly accepted it and rested my head on his shoulder. He wrapped a blanket around the both of us before he continued watching.I then closed my eyes completely, falling into a deep sleep.
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"Shut up dickhead, you're gonna wake them up." A familiar voice whispered. I heard a couple of giggling and some small movement going on around me.
"Stop making noises. I'm trying to take a picture of them."
"holy fuck, they had pizza without us." another voice mumbled.
"They are so cute. Oh my fuck Bruke is my life." that sentence was followed by a camera flash. I felt someone's arm pulling me by the waist and light snores by my ear. I slowly opened my eyes, letting them adjust to the light.
"Shit, she's awake." a voice said from behind me. My eyes we fully open now and now I know who those voices were. Michaela, Calum and Hannah. They stood in front of me, smiling innocently as if they hadn't done anything.
"Hey Brooke, how was your sleep?" Calum said with his deep morning voice.
"What are you guys smiling at?" I asked. Michaela bent down and showed me a picture on her phone. It was a picture of me and Luke asleep. I'm guessing it was the one she took before I was fully awake. Wait. Oh shit. I hesitated to look behind me, knowing I would find a blonde haired boy asleep next to me.
"You two are really cute together, just take him back. Maybe he has actually changed." Michaela said.
"We're just friends deal with it. Can you guy make breakfast, I'm hungry." I said, slowly moving out out of Luke's grasp but he had a tight grip.
"Yeah sure, but this conversation isn't over." Hannah said, walking out of the room with Michaela and Calum following behind her. I sighed deeply, knowing that they wouldn't let this go. I stopped worrying about them for a moment and focused on getting out of Luke's tight grip. There was only one way I could think of to make him let go and that is to wake him up.
"Luke." I said shaking him by the shoulder. He didn't make any movement.
"Lucas." I said, once again, shaking him. He groaned, pulling my closer to him.
"Luke, please wake up." His eyes slowly opened, making me smile.
"Get up Hemmings."I said, chuckling this time.
"Fight me." He mumbled. He really knows how to piss me off.
"I will." I said as I started tickling him by the side. He tried holding back his laughter but failed. He began, chuckling deeply until his grip loosen a bit. Before I could move away, he began tickling me as well.
"I hate you so much-" I said in between laughs.
"I hate you too." He laughed as he continue tickling me.
"Please- Stop-" my vision became blurry. He then decides to stop nut continued laughing at me. I joined him.
" You are horrible." I stated, getting up from the ground. I held my hand out for him to help him up.
" I know, but you asked for it." He said, grabbing my hand and pulled himself up. We walk to the kitchen where we found Ashton and Calum sat on the dinning table on their phones and Hannah and Michaela and Hannah some food.
"Where's Mike?" I asked, looking around the room.
" Upstairs probably." I nodded, taking a seat net to Calum. I took Michaela's phone, that was on the table, and began going through her Instagram.
Minutes later, Michael walked through the door with a messy bed hair. He looked very tired and very pale.
"Are you alright?" Calum asked.
"Not too loud, jeez." He said, sitting down next to me. Hangover. I loved making fun of them when they were hungover. They deserved being tortured after a whole night of partying.
"How was last night by the way?" I asked.
"Um, it was fun-" Ashton was cut off by a blue haired girl walked in the room.
"Ashley? What are you doing here?" I asked surprised.
"Oh My God is this why you and Michael left early last night?" Calum laughed from behind me.
" Is that Michael's shirt?" Luke asked causing me to look at her shirt. I'm just now realizing what was happening.
"Holy shit, you slept with Michael!"
