clingy - l.h.

0.7

two weeks. two weeks since ashton warned luke that he'd tell rose everything. 

two weeks left until ashton would tell rose everything. 

it all sounded so easy to do, but every time luke would try and reach rose he would back down. it was so hard. he didn't know how to do it. he didn't know how to confess the fact that he cheated on her with her own very best friend. 

"ashton, i can't do it..." luke repeated for the tenth time. "its been two weeks, and ive been trying to figure out how or when to say it but i don't fucking know how!"

ashton sighed, shaking his head in disappointment. he knew luke truly didn't know how to tell her but he deserved it. luke deserves all that's coming to him. rose did nothing but love every ounce of him, and he has done nothing but destroy her emotionally. 

"figure it out man, but i have to go." ashton ended the call, leaving luke stranded all alone in his thoughts. 

luke knew if that he told her, she would tell the world. and that isn't the worst thing that could happen, but she would end her friendship with belle. she would come up with a plan to ruin luke and belle's life. but is that really her fault? of course not. after all, luke does deserve everything thats coming to him. 

whilst luke being buried in his thoughts, battling with his subconscious over when and how he should tell her, his phone starts ringing; and speaking of the devil, it's rose.   

"what?" luke says irritatingly. 

"hello," rose greets him shyly regardless of his remarkably disrespectful attitude. 

her voice warmed his heart, yet broke it into pieces. "hi, rose," luke says. 

"look - i don't know how to say this, but i will a-and i'm s-sorry." rose sniffles a little, indicating that she was shedding a few tears and boy, oh boy, that broke mr. hemmings' dear heart. 

"sorry about what?" 

"about everything, luke. i'm sorry. i didn't mean what i did, l-like all the interviews and s-stuff. i want us back, lucas. i really do. i'm s-sorry." luke sighs as he hears rose cry over the phone. he bites his lip, trying to refrain himself from telling her how sorry he is and how he wishes the same. but he can't do that. he won't. 

"no rose..." luke says quietly. "i'm the one who's sorry."

"w-what?" 

"i'm sorry." he says. "i'm sorry for everything. if you knew what i had done, you would absolutely fucking hate me."

rose's heart slightly shatters. she knew what was coming, and god was she praying that what she's thinking is wrong. "what do you mean?"

silence. 

"hello? luke?" rose's eyebrows furrow as she looks back at her phone, seeing that the call was still on. "heelloooo?"

the call then ended.