Black Roses. (Punk 5SOS) *COMPLETED*

Black Roses~12

Luckily when I arrived home, mum was busy with Calum in therapy. Luke had taken me straight to the bathroom, cleaning me carefully.

"So they were the ones that hurt you before?" Luke asked as he put the antiseptic on my cut lip, I hissed at him in pain.

"I know I'm sorry," he apologised. "I don't think your nose is broken so that's a bonus."

I hissed again as he wiped the dry blood from my bruising nose.

"Luke, I was-what did you do?!" Michael exclaimed at Luke.

"I didn't do anything!" Luke defended.

"Why is she bloody and cut up?" Michael said, pulling Luke away from me.

"Star, explain." I froze at the nickname, it was the same name Keelan called me. Ignoring the achy feeling in my chest I stood up facing Michael.

"I got punched by these kids from my school." I muttered.

"And what were you doing?" Michael directed at Luke.

"I just pulled them off her." He told the boy he was obviously in love with.

"Good, cause if you get arrested we'll be thrown out of here." Michael said before leaving, Luke rolled his eyes.

"He's so bossy." Luke complained jokingly.

"Like a mum huh?" I chuckled without realising. "Oh shit sorry." I apologised which probably made him feel worse.

"It's fine." He smiled, I could literally feel the hurt sparking of him like a broken piece of machinery.

"Talk to me about what happened..." I stated, I grabbed his hands in mine, his body tensed and his eyes stared right into mine. I noticed the slight yellow tinge he had in his hair, obviously his blonde seeping through the purple, that had now started to fade.

"It was September, the weather had started to heat up...and I was in this gang. Krushers they called themselves, these boys-men-had made me this. The made me get these piercings with all the money we had stolen, can you believe I was only 15. One day, I met this guy..."

LUKE

*flashback*

I was walking to Ed's house, when a boy a bit older than me bumped into me.

"Fuck sake." I exclaimed picking up the parcel I was carrying, tucking it back into the pocket of my coat, quickly.

"Sorry, uh...Luke." I gave him a questionable look, how the fuck did he know my name.

"How do you know my name?" I questioned.

"I'm Ed's mate, I've seen you before. You going to Ed's with that?" He nodded towards my pocket and I slowly nodded as well.

"Come on then." He smiled and I followed him to Ed's. As usual he wasn't home. The guy went and snapped up a load of coke, which was left under Ed's prized trophy.

"He said I could have it, don't worry." The guy chuckled, before heading for the door.

"Wanna go for a beer or something?" He asked.

"I'm fifteen." I chuckled and he grinned.

"A coffee then?" I looked at him wearily, not sure if I should go with this boy who I'd basically only just meet.

"I don't even know your name!" I exclaimed, he laughed before opening the door.

"It's Bailee, now come on." He smiled, I followed him and after we arrived at the coffee shop.

"So how old are you?" I questioned, staring at his many tattoos while I merely had piercings.

"17, what are doing getting involved with Ed and that." He asked sipping the coffee. I watched his tongue wrap around the straw as he twirled it around his open mouth. I coughed at myself awkwardly to try to stop the tension in my pants. I shrugged simply.

"Girlfriend?" He quizzed, I felt like a celebrity, getting pestered with questions.

"No, actually I'm gay." I smiled at the tattooed teen.

"Really? Does Ed know?" Bailee pushed with worry.

"No why?" I was confused.

"Just don't tell Ed, please Luke, don't," Bailee pleaded, I was about to ask why when it seemed to answer its self.

"Luke, why are you hanging around with this worthless faggot?" Ed asked, I gave another confused look.

"I thought you were friends?" I questioned, Bailee had stood up in anger, his chest puffed out and his arms strong and firm.

"Not anymore. I'm not friends with fags." I felt a pang of hurt and watched Bailee leave. Damn.

"I have a job for you Luke," Ed's thin smile curved at the edges, almost creepily. "I need you to drop off that package to Rick." I nodded and headed off on my mission.

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It was around ten when I passed the pub, there I could hear a familiar voice.

I looked through the window to find  Bailee drunk as fuck and on his way out, being dragged by a guard. He was discarded, landing on the floor with a thud.

"Weeee," I gleamed. His eyes raced up my short body and grinned.
"Lukey, Lukey, lukey....woooooo-o." I smiled before helping him up.

"Where do you live?" I asked, he gasped.

"Bit personal." He grinned back,

"Bailee, just tell me," I groaned. "I need to get you home safe."

"Okay, I only live in crosses court." I nodded and we stumbled our way to crosses court.

It was like a battle for him to pull the keys from his back pocket, unlock the door and then slid them back in. 90 percent of it was me. Including stupid remarks such as, 'a bit hands on Lucas' or 'you're under age this is illegal'.

I tucked him in bed when he pulled me down, to touch my blonde hair.

"So soft." He explained like a young child.

I stared into his eyes, his blue staring straight into mine. I could feel myself leaning in and before I knew it, we were making out and the only thing that stopped us was a clicking a camera.

I turned and came face to face with Ed's other henchmen, Rick and Jackson. I gulped as they smirked at me lowly.

"Faggot."

I stood in shock as I watched them leave, now it was a game. A game of hide and seek.

*end*

"LUKE!!" I groaned and so did Scarlett, I was only half way through.

"I'll explain later," I nodded before running away. I was glad to be honest, it would be like reliving that moment if I told her. I hated thinking about it let alone telling.

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