"GET UP! WE'RE GOING TO THE MALL!!" Luke yelled jumping on my bed.
"Five more minutes!" I groaned in annoyance.
"No, it's already like-" Luke took a glance at the digital alarm clock on my bedside table, "10 in the morning!"
"I don't wanna," I whined covering myself with the blanket.
"Ugh," Luke falls down on the bed, "But it's so boring!" Luke complained.
"I thought that was my line!" I said muffle by the blankets.
Luke chuckled, pulling my covers off and pulling me out of bed.
"C'mon you lazy poke! Get up, and get your breakfast!" Luke yelled, walking out from my room.
I groaned, walking towards the bathroom. Before that I went to grab my outfit for the day.
It was a black skinny jean, with a crop top that says; 'Always Hungry', a varsity jacket; which is the boys merch, and a black high top converse.
I took a sunglasses and left my room along with my iPhone. And put on a case with my favorite quote on it.
I sat down on the dining table, took a pop tart, and ate it. Luke was in the living room, not knowing that I had ate almost the whole box in one morning.
I know he'd be disappointed. That's why I am eating the whole box.
Once I finished eating, I grabbed a cup of water for my self.
"I'm so full!" I groaned patting my stomach.
I dragged myself to the living room, and plopped my self face first on the couch.
"Oh, you're all ready and—" he looked at himself, "—I'm not."
Luke went up to his room and got ready. Meanwhile I, catch up on my sleeping.
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I felt my self being carried. I thought I was being carried to my bed, but I thought wrong. I was set down on a hard, cold, but a little soft surface.
I peeked a bit, and noticed that I was in Luke's car.
'And I thought I was left alone to sleep. But no, I had to be dragged along.' I thought to my self.
It was about twenty minutes later, when Luke told me to get off the car. Which I didn't want to if I wasn't being carried.
And I am now being carried my Luke into the Mall. He went straight to the food court instead of the stores.
"Can we go home already?" I whined, going to the nearest table and setting my head rest on my crossed arms on the table.
"Hold on, I'm waiting for someone." Luke said looking around on then his phone.
"Who exactly are you looking for?" I asked annoyed, thinking that he was actually going shopping with me. But of course he had to drag me along to look for someone.
Luke sat down across from me, and sighed.
"Alright. I've had an eye on someone—" Luke was cut off by a high pitch scream.
"Lukey!!" I looked up to see a blonde girl— gotta call Mikey and make an appointment to dye my hair!
Luke stands up, and hugged her, while I sat still.
"Emma, meet my girlfriend, Alissa. Alissa, meet my adoptive daughter, Emma." Luke smiled.
I smiled at her trying to make a good impression, she smiled back. When Luke wasn't looking, she glared at me.
Bitch.
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Please, please, please. Don't hate on her. She's actually really nice, and sweet. Don't hate on her because of this. She's in an au so please, don't hate on her. Thank you 😘

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The Escape [ABLH]
FanfictionHighest Rank: #17- kidnappedby5sos Escape: to slip or get away, as from confinement or restraint; gain or regain liberty. This is a second book in the series read the first book which has a similar cover on it. All rights served...