I've written so many letters to him, called him, texted him, went to his house to see if his mum was there and could talk to me... But she just says "I haven't heard from him either." I think she's lying. Why wouldn't he talk to his own mum?
I watch videos of him all the time... My Luke... I remember when we first met and he got shy and red in the face, and all I could do was smile. We were 8... Now we are 18, he's in a really successful band.. he doesn't care about me... He fell in love with me just as fast as he fell out of it.
I walked into my room with a carton full of ice cream I was about to devour. I brought my laptop over by my bed and sat it on my black night stand. Then I sat down on my red sheeted bed to eat the ice cream... I've noticed my room has gotten duller and duller ever since Luke left, my room went from pretty paintings of pink, purple, electric blue, and lime green. To Black, dark blue, gray. One poster says "the only thing worse than knowing I have a broken heart is knowing your the one who caused it." I bet you can guess who that's about right? If your guess was Luke.. Then your 100% right.
I grabbed my laptop and looked at some more old videos. I watched us swimming at my 11th birthday party. Us when we were 5 watching Tarzan. Me and Luke when we were 7 singing cheetah girls songs, I laughed so hard... Then came the tears when I came across the video I emailed him when he left... Since he didn't give me a proper goodbye. He didn't say anything back to the video but I know he got it. I just know..
*Flashback 11:17 A.M. Airport*
I ran to the gate where they were about to board their flight. "What! What, Luke!" I yelled as he walks through the door about to board the plane.
I ran through the line of people and grabbed his leather jackets sleeve.
He turned around confused then he saw me, he looked me deep into the eyes and said "Bye Zoey..." Then walked through the plane doors not coming even a step closer to me.
I fell apart "No... Luke.." I almost chased him down and made him give me an actual goodbye, but there was no point because he wouldn't even mean it. I cried on the floor. I had my arms on my knees and hands on my face. I was on the floor of the airport sobbing erratically, I would hiccup here and there but I didn't stop.
I got up after a minute I had to take a deep breath and pull myself together. I ran to my blue 2005 mustang and climbed into the front seat. I sat there for a little while trying to figure out what to do... What am I supposed to do? So, I went home.
I sat in my bed for 2 days straight. No food, and nothing to drink... My mum and dad got so worried about me. They would come in and out of my room, as I fell in and out of consciousness. Luke really did something to me that day...-
I ate all the ice cream and turned off my laptop, and as soon as I dosed off my phone rang and said /NO CALLER ID\ I picked up my phone and hesitated to press the answer button on the screen.
"Hello?" I said weakly.
"Oh my, Hey! Are you doing okay Zoey? How are you doing?" Someone said, but I couldn't quite make out the voice.
"Who is this? Calum?" I asked sitting up on the side of my bed.
"Yes. Now, how are you doing?" Calum asked for a second time.
"I hurt." I felt tears forming but I wiped them away quickly.
"I'm sorry love..." I could see the expression on his face by his tone, his lip was poked out and his eyes were filled with sadness.
"I would say 'it's okay' but I would be lying, and I would never lie to my best friend" I laid back down in my bed.
"Good. I don't want you to lie about anything to me, okay? Not even about how you feel. EVER!" He half yelled it through the phone.
"Okay... I won't." I almost smiled... I was talking to my best friend that I hadn't talked to since they all left along with Luke on tour...
We caught up for an hour or so, and they were apparently coming back in a month or maybe two if the tour extended, but Calum said he doubts it will. I loved talking to him. I also got to talk to Ashton, and he was being an idiot yet funny at the same time. I didn't get to catch up with Michael he was with Luke playing video games of course... But it was okay I didn't want to bother him while he was having a good time. After the call was over I felt a little bit of joy fill my heart. Enough to cover up at least a little sadness.
"Wow... That was fun." I mumble walking into the bathroom to get ready for bed.
I push the door open half way and walk into my Aqua blue bathroom. I grab my brush and brushed my hair and then my teeth... But then I decided I wanted to take a shower.
I walked back over to my room and went over to my dresser. I grabbed a pair of white joggers and a huge brown t-shirt along with some panties and stuff. I grabbed my phone and walked back into the bathroom.
I checked my phone on the way to the bathroom. 3 messages.
Calum:)~ Hey Zoe. Micheal wanted to say sorry for not talking to you.
Calum:)~ and Ashton said hey again.
Calum:)~ He also said he misses you lots! Haha. Love you Zoe. See you soon xx.
Me: tell Ashton I said Heyy! And miss you lots too. Love you. xx
I put my phone down then got into the shower. I showered for about 30 minutes then got out. I put my clothes on then combed out my dark brown wet tangly hair.
Then went back into my room.
I climbed under the blanket and slowly drifted off to sleep, but then I woke up about 20 minutes later to the sound of glass shattering.
I tiptoed down the spiral staircase holding onto the railing. When I made it to the bottom of the stairs I turned the corner to go into the kitchen because that's where the sound came from.
I walked into the kitchen still tiptoeing.
"Ouch! Ouch ouch ouch!" I said jumping up and down with broken glass all in my foot.
I recognized the white pieces of glass stuck in my foot. It was my moms vase that sat on the counter. I looked over to where it used to sit and saw my gray scat. Griffin. Sitting where the old vase was.
About the time I realized that my mom comes into the kitchen and turns on the light "what the noise?" She asks rubbing her eyes.
"Griffin broke your vase when he was trying to find a place to sleep." I say glaring at the stupid ball of fluff on the counter.
"Let me take a look." My mum says walking closer to me.
She touches my foot and all I felt was a shock of pain run up my body. "OUCH!" My eyes now tearing up from the pain.
I looked down at my moms hand and it was cover with blood. "I need to take you to an emergency room Zoey." She says with worried eyes looking up at me as she holds my foot.
"Ugh, okay. Well how are we gonna get there?" I ask sarcastically looking down at my foot. Hinting out I can't walk.
"I can carry you. Your only like what? 110?" She says letting go of my foot and looking me up and down.
"Yeah?... That's like 2x as much as you weigh mum." I say looking at her too.
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We arrived at the stupid hospital and I was only wearing my red lace tank top and black shorts. Good thing it was hot in Australia this time of year.
My mum carried me inside the hospital where they had a wheelchair waiting on me. WHY WERE THEY MAKING SUCH A BIG DEAL ABOUT THIS? IT WAS JUST GLASS IN MY FOOT.
We took a seat beside and old lady and her grandson I assumed. The boy looked about 10 years of age.
My mum walked to where a very young lady was sitting. She didn't even look old enough to work here.
Eventually they took the wheelchair with me in it to a room and took a stupid x-Ray of my foot.
"Well the glass is about half way through your foot Zoey."
Great. This is just fantastic.
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A/N-Sorry if it sucks. Which it might. xx
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