Waiting. | Luke Hemmings (ON-HOLD)

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My editing skills are so awful, I'm so ashamed, bc WTAF IS MY COVER???

LUKE

I took another sip of my beer, "How's everyone?" I slurred, actually asking nobody. I stood up and heading to the loveseat. "Hey," a girl greeted, as she sat down beside me,"Wanna do something fun?" I rolled my eyes at her and drunkenly stalked over the bar to drink some more. "I'm so bored." I sighed to myself. "We can make 'muke' happen," a voice-which I knew so much-said while sitting beside me. "Shut up." I growled. "Luke, babe, you know what? You're so feisty every time you drink." Michael smirked. "Shut the fuck up, you're just upset that you can't find a girl," I groaned jumping off the barstool, tired of seeing Michael's shitty face (A/N: No, he's an angel.), and having a shitty conversation. "Hey! I-I, No! I found a girl!",He shouted suddenly becoming defensive. I once again, stumbled across the room, not really knowing what to do.

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"Michael! I'm leaving." I slurred once again, "Want a ride?" He asked. I left without replying and started walking down the street. What's so bad about walking?, I thought. I continued walking and walking, until...

Holy shit, a penguin!

Luke, a penguin. In Australia. Yes. That'll most likely happen in a summer night.

No, I saw a penguin.

Whatever, Luke.

Wait, who am I talking to?

I followed the 'penguin', wherever it went. Until, it stopped. Then a few seconds later disappeared. Oh, I guess, I'm just seeing things.

I sat down beside a fence eyes dropping, I stood up again, but eventually fell down. "Screw it, at least, I didn't fuck anyone tonight," I sighed and thought, I might as well, take a nap here.

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I was woken up by a loud whisper. (A/N: Loud whisper? Is that even an oxymoron?) "Who the fuck are you?" A girl asked.

Idek what am I doing with my life and these short ass chapters. Whateverrrr, idk if this is a filler or a cliffhanger.

I gotta go bc busy AF, as much as I wanna make this long, can't bc, again, I'm really busy. WISH ME LUCK WITH SOME POETRY THING TOMORROW. Naomixed is really a fabulous unicorn ( trust me she is bc I wouldnt be saying she is a unicorn if she isnt,,) read her books.