Waiting. | Luke Hemmings (ON-HOLD)

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LUKE.

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"I'm Luke."

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"Okay.." She trailed off, scrunching her nose as if she was thinking. Then, her eyes widened. "Oh my," Then smirked, "I know who the fuck in earth you are!" She laughed, uncontrollably. "Like what the fuc-" She started but I cut her off,

"Can you stop swearing for like a second?" I rolled my eyes, which caused her to do the same, "Oh my fucking god, I'm so fucking sorry, like, this is super fucking coincidental, I'm talking shit tons of bullcrap." She cursed,

"Whatever," I said rolling my eyes, ready to leave.

"No, no, no, Mister. Don't you try and fucking turn your back on me," She scowled. "Whatever," I repeated, making her laugh again, "You're such a pussy." She rolled her eyes, but a smile hinting on her face. Then, her statement reminded me of what Calum told me once -no, actually, that was 5 times- a few days ago. "Am not!" I growled, "You're such an asshole then," She glared, "Well, actually, yes you are an asshole,"

"Oh yeah?" I asked smirking, taking another step towards her until I was towering her, making her look small, literally at least, because of my tall frame. "Last time I checked, you don't even know me." I breathed, making hers hitch. I was so close to her now, that I can see her freckles on her cheeks that makes her a bit more stunning. Yes, I'm gonna quit lying. I, Luke Hemmings, Is admitting that- What is her name?

"Wait, what is your name?" I asked suddenly, making her push me backwards. I can see that faint blush tinting her cheeks. "Hey, you're blushi-"

"I'm Anast- I'm Anne." She said hesitantly, but quickly.

I, Luke Hemmings, Is admitting that I find, Anne and whatever her fucking surname is, is actually attractive.

"Anne? Cool." I blushed, remembering that I'm such an asshole for fucking at least two girls named 'Anne' in my whole life, wow, I'm kinda surprised I remember things, "What an innocent name, for an 'innocent' girl like you." I smirked,

"Is passing out and waking up in somebody else's yard in your to-do list?" She asked, her turn smirking. I raised my eyebrows up of confusion and scrunched my nose because what the hell is she talking abou-

Oh.

That's why this place was damn familiar, that's why she was too. That's the reason why I've stopped by to this place anyway.

"W-Wait, you're the girl who was being ape-shit and cursing asking me 'who the fuck' I was-" I started, "Oh yeah, since, there were tons of expletive words." I laughed making her grin sheepishly. "I'm sorry," She smiled, "But do you blame me? How would you react if you saw someone passed out in your backyard?" She asked rhetorically. "I don't know, but if it's a girl we're talking about, then, my bedroom's door is open," I chuckled jokingly, no, I'm not planning on fucking a girl anytime soon, "You weren't supposed to answer that," She laughed, "I know." I replied grinning.

There was a moment of silence,

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Then I tackled her to the ground until she can't breathe, then I carried her to my house then locked the doors and closed my blinds then I shoved her in the bathroom and let her die. *laughs evilly* Yes, I'm mother fucking Satan.

(A/N: kidding no, I'm just bored okay?)

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"I should probably go now?" I mumbled, "Yeah, okay." She smiled.

"Nice meeting you, Luke." She bid goodbye. "Luke Hemmings, yeah." I replied back.

"Nice meeting you, Anne..." I trailed off.

"White. Anne White." She smiled softly,

Just as I was about to leave, I turned back around again, "You sure you don't know Luke Hemmings? Luke Hemmings but not the one you saw passed out in your backyard?" I asked, "Other Luke than the one I saw passed out near my garden sprinkler? No." She assured, But then asked, "Should I know this 'Luke Hemmings but not the one who I saw passed out my backyard'?",

"Not necessary, no."

"Okay then,"

"Well, see you around, Anne." I winked walking back towards my house.

Something about her makes me interested. And sadly-sadly?- she made me forget about her for even just a couple of minutes.

"Hey, Luke!" Calum screamed, "What you yelling for?" I snapped. "What you smiling at?" He smirked, "Just met someone in the neighborhood,"

"Oh." Was all he said.. Not. "Was she hot? What's her name? Where does she live? How old is she? Does she live alone? Do you think I have a chance on her?" He babbled,

"Calum, you haven't even saw her." I groaned.

"By the look on your face, I can tell she's... something different, last time I saw you smile like that was like what? Ten years ago?" He said. Again, exaggerating.

But, what does he mean?

(A/N: HEY, I would've worked on this chapter a bit harder BUT, I'm really busy these past few days, I'm really sorry. BUTTT ILYSM THATS WHY I TRIED MY BEST TO MAKE THIS CHAPTER 500+ WORDS, omg I feel so stupid.)

(A/N: THAT ENDING SUCKS ASS.)

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