That Clifford Kid (Luke Hemmings Sister)

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Its been about three hours since I had that argument with my uncle. My phone died about 45 minutes ago and it was starting to get cold, but I didn't want to go inside if he was still in there. I heard the back door open and two people sat beside me.

"Dora, you need to come inside before you get sick." my grandpa sighed.

My grandma wrapped a throw blanket around my shoulder, which happened to be a blanket of a full body photo of Luke and I, that was taken at a previous day. I was smiling and had blue frosting on my nose and Luke was bent over laughing and had frosting on his hand, considering he put it on my nose.

"Im not coming in there if hes still here."

"He left about twenty minutes ago, after your mother chewed him from head to toe." my grandpa said.

I nodded before slowly getting up and walking toward the door. I stopped and turned around.

"Im still sorry for not being here on Christmas." I sighed, looking down at the ground.

"Darling, its okay. We understand. You cant help the weather there is different than here. You didn't cause that snow storm." My grandma rubbed my arm, "Your uncle is just stupid. He doesn't know that there was a storm. He jumped to conclusions."

I nodded before hugging them and walked inside, tugging the blanket even closer around me. I opened the door to see my parents, brothers, and Michael.

"Babe, we need to talk." Michael sighed once I got over to the couch.

"Okay?" I cautiously sat down beside him.

"What your uncle said about me being able to get laid every night, that might be true, but I chose you and I wouldn't take that decision back at all. Dont listen to him or even think youre not good enough. If I have to wait, then I have to wait." He smiled, kissing my temple.

"I love you. I don't even know what I did to deserve you."

"I ask myself that same question everyday about you. I love you too." He rested his head on mine, his stubble being able to be felt through my hair.

"You and Michael will have to share a room unless he stays with one of your brothers." mum looked at all of us.

"Don't look at us. We don't care, its those four you have to ask." Michael laughed, referring to Luke, my dad, Ben, and Jack.

"I mean, we trust them, so I don't see a big deal." My dad smiled. I nodded before asking which room and walking up the stairs. Michael stayed downstairs with Luke, considering they had their guitars with them. I grabbed my pajamas that I brought in my suitcase, which consisted on gray sweatpants and an old 5 Seconds of Summer shirt. It was the old one that had the 5 tally marks and their band name on it. I grabbed my hoodie that had Clifford and the numbers 95 on the back that I stole from Michael a long time ago and didn't find it till recently.

I walked back downstairs, finally comfortable. They had their guitars out and was playing for everyone, who all seemed to enjoy it.

I snapped a quick photo. I walked into the living room and sat down next to Ben. He sighed, wrapping his arm around me and pulled me into his chest.

I closed my eyes listening to my brother and my boyfriend blend their voices to create perfect harmonies together before I finally fell asleep.