Tiny Dancer (Luke Hemmings' Little Sister)

Chapter 19: 'When are we going to tell her?'

Luke had talked to the doctors the next day and they agreed to let me go home. They did one last check up before I left and told us that I would have to come back to get check ups and make sure everything was okay. Once I got my cast off and my three broken toes healed, ( they were weight bearing stress fractures so I could walk on them with only a bit of pain ) I would probably have to do physical therapy before I went back to dance.

I was given a pair of crutches and Luke laughed as I hobbled around on them. "Hey, if you keep laughing at me we'll be in hospital longer because they'll have to get this out of your butt." I threatened him, though it was in totally loving and sibling rivalry way, I still got in trouble.

"Harley Annalise Hemmings! First of all, we don't talk to people like that and second, where did you hear that?" Mum wasn't ever okay with any of us fighting, no matter how many times I tried to tell her that it's what we're supposed to do and we do it out of love. Luke just sat there with a small smirk on his face since I got in trouble which only made me want to hit him more.

I hobbled over to the bed and set the crutches next to me so they were leaning against the edge of the bed. "Michael said it. He got mad at Luke for leaving the floor wet in the bathroom and Michael got his socks wet so he told Luke to stop laughing or Luke will have to go to the hospital to get Mikey's foot out of his ass." I pretty much just recited exactly what Mickey had said, so it's not bad that I said a bad word right? Well, apparently not because Luke started to cough like he was choking and mummy just looked at me with her 'mom glare'.

"Well, I'm going to have a conversation with Michael about that but in the mean time, you're going to stop cussing. Got it?" I quickly nodded my head, I didn't want to make her mad and I know that I'm not supposed to talk back to my parents. "What are you going to have a conversation with Michael about?" A voice asked from the door and I looked over to see my favorite red head.

"Mickey!!" I yelled excitedly, going to reach for my crutches so I could go over to him but he stopped me by coming over to me and wrapping his arms around me. He lifted me up and me on his hip and I wrapped my arms around his neck. "I missed you lots!"

"Well I missed you more, little one." He smiled, poking my cheek which made me giggle. Mickey had always been my favorite, all of the boys were like my brothers but he was also like my best friend. When I was younger I used to say he was my boyfriend, and we used to go on little 'dates' to get cupcakes or ice cream before things got crazy and the band took off. Obviously I missed spending as much time as I did with the boys before, but it was just something I had to get used to.

"How's my favorite blonde?" Mike asked and Luke sent him a small glare. "I thought I was you're favorite blonde." Luke argued with a playful pout on his face.

"No, you'd be my favorite brunette if mama Liz would let me dye your hair." Mike said, a small pout on his face. "Not gonna happen, Michael." Mummy shut that down fast.

Right after that happened, Ashton and Calum came back from wherever the heck they were. I smiled and reached my arms out so Ashton would take me from Michael. "Hey, how are you?" He asked while giving me a big hug.

"I'm good! I'm super duper happy to be getting out of this stupid place." I giggled, turning to stick my tongue out at the wall. I really hated it here, it made me feel even more horrible then I already did. "And you guys are here so we can hang out lots before I have to go back to school!" I cheered, though none of them looked that excited about it except for Luke who had a huge smile on his face. They all have him a weird look but i ignored it cause..... They're just weird sometimes.

"Alright, come one Har, we're gonna get you out to the car." My mum smiled, taking me from Ashton and setting me back on the edge of the bed so I could get my crutches. Once I got myself ready and mum grabbed a few bags, she led me out of the room and to the front desk so we could get me checked out.

Luke's POV

"When are you telling her, Luke?" Michael questioned me. I crossed my arms over my chest and let out a frustrated sigh, I really didn't know how to handle this one. "Honesty, I have no clue. Ariella's coming for Christmas but Harley needs to focus on resting and getting her schoolwork done. So I have no clue."

"Well you better figure it out, mate. I think Harley will be more hurt if you just don't tell her and Ariella just shows up one day."

"Yeah, I'll tell her soon....."