Obsessed {Luke Hemmings}

twenty eight

WHAT IS THIS WITCHCRAFT?!?!?
YOU CAN'T MAKE HIGH SCHOOL MUSICAL WITHOUT THE ORIGINAL CAST!
I'm done w/ life omg 😂

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As soon as I got out of that suffocatingly small room with that ruggedly handsome doctor, I ran straight up to Becca and dragged her out to the car.

As soon as I was safely in the car, I let out a sigh of relief.

"Are you that hungry?" Becca laughed as she started up the car.
"The doctor came onto me!" I screeched, spinning around to face her.
"Oh. My. Gosh. Really? Thats amazing! He was so hot!" She gushed, shooting me a smirk afterwards.
"Yes, really. And that is definitely not amazing. I'm with Luke. I will not cheat. Luke is my-" I started to say boyfriend, but he isn't.
So I decided on just calling him my guy.
"Luke is my guy." I said, turning back to face the front.
"He's your guy? Really? You guys really need to talk about this whole boyfriend-girlfriend label because when you call him your guy, you sound like me when I fantasize over Harry Styles."

"Harry is definitely my guy." She winked.
I just rolled my eyes and didn't respond to her. We both stayed in a comfortable silence the whole rest of the way home.
Just I we pulled into the parking lot at the apartment building, I blurted out, "Should I tell Luke?"

"Tell Luke what?" Becca asked, arching a brow at me.
"About the doctor coming onto me. What if I don't tell him and he somehow finds out by some crazy stalker trying to blackmail me and he doesn't believe me when I say I ran away?"

"You can literally think of every scenario can't you?" She laughed, leading me towards the front door of the building.
"Just help me!" I cried, exasperatedly.
Everyone in the lobby turned and looked at me like I was crazy.
Becca smiled at them and grabbed my arm, leading me into the elevator.
"Look, I think you should tell him. It might not be a big deal to him, but it's better be heard it from you rather than from someone else." She said, patting me on the shoulder. "But, make sure you don't tell him unto after we've enjoyed our tacos, just in case he does get mad."
"Gee, that's great advice. Always put your food first." I said sarcastically.
"That is the way of life, my friend. Food comes before all others." She laughed.
"Even me?" I asked, making a pouty face at her.
"Even you." She smirked.
"You meanie. That will come back to bite you in the butt." I said, walking out of the elevator and pinching her butt on the way out.
"Oh my gosh, stop touching me!" She shrieked from behind me.
I just laughed and opened the door to our apartment, walking in to the smell of tacos.
"Hey, baby, what happened at the hospital?" Luke asked while getting our tacos out of the bags.
"What? What do you mean?" I asked with wide eyes. Does he know? How would he know? Oh my gosh, I'm screwed.
"I mean, do you have a concussion?" He chuckled, giving me a confused glance.
Oh.
Okay, so maybe I overreacted just a bit.
"Oh, no I don't. Healthy as a horse. I'm just dandy. Hey lets eat these tacos, yeah?" I quickly said, rushing over to grab some food.
He gave me a weird look before grabbing his food and following me into the living room.
We sat down on the couch and Becca soon followed us in with her food and sat in the recliner.
Luke grabbed the remote and quickly turned on Impractical Jokers before Becca or I could snatch it away from him.
"Lukeee." Becca whined, "You always make us watch this."
"It's a good show." He defended with a laugh.
"It's a stupid show." Becca muttered.
You laughed at their bickering and began eating.

When we all finished our food it was 9:00 and Becca decided she wanted to go to bed.
"I've had a long day, I'm really tired. Night guys." Becca said as she walked towards her bedroom.
"Goodnight." Luke and I said.

"Wanna watch a movie?" I asked Luke and he nodded.
"What do you wanna watch?" I asked whilst looking through my huge movie collection.
"You can pick." He said, too wrapped up in the game he was playing on his phone to pick a movie.
I smirked, reaching for one of my favorites.
"Your going to regret that." I laughed, pulling The Breakfast Club off of the shelf.

I put the disk in the DVD player and grabbed the remote, settling down on the couch beside Luke.
I looked over at him but his nose was still stuck in his phone.
"Luke."
He just ignored me and continued playing his game.
"Luke, pay attention to me."
Again, he ignored me.
"Luke, please cuddle me." I said, poking his dimple.
"Luke."
"Luke."
"Luke."
He still would not even glance at me.
I took a second to think about what I could do to get him to notice me.
I knew this would annoy him beyond end but I did it anyway.
I quickly pressed the lock button on the side of his phone and he screamed, "What? I was almost on level 7!"
"Too bad, you big baby. Now cuddle me." I laughed and he tried to glare at me but his smile shone threw.
He stuck his tongue out at me and pulled me to his chest just as the movie was starting.

'Sincerely yours, The Breakfast Club.'
The movie came to and end and I was, as always, in tears.
But, Luke wasn't. Not very surprising.
"Why do you always cry at the end of that movie?" Luke chuckled as he wiped a tear from my cheek.
"It's just s'sad." I mumbled, "I mean, what if they just forget about each other the next Monday at school? They became such good friends."
"Oh my gosh, please don't cry. I'll call the makers of the movie and force them to make a sequel." He said in a playful distressed voice.
I laughed and kissed him on the cheek.
"I would love that."
We sat in a comfortable silence for a while, but then I broke it, "Hey Luke?"
"Yeah?"
"I need to tell you something." I said, biting my lip. I was kind of afraid to tell him. I know I shouldn't be because it isn't that big of a deal, but what if he thinks I was being just as flirty as the doctor? What if he doesn't believe me?
"Okay, tell me something."
"When I went to the hospital today. I went down to get my X-ray and the doctor was...a man."
"And?" He chuckled, "Is that it?"
I took a deep breath and he furrowed his eyebrows, silently asking me what the heck I was talking about.
"The doctor came on to me!" I quickly said and his eyes went wide.
"He came on to you? Isn't that illegal? He could get fired for that."
Luke looked mad- no, actually, he looked furious.
"Are you mad at me?" I asked in a quiet voice.
"Hell yeah I'm mad." He fumed, but his facial expression soon changed as he saw my face.
"No, no, no, baby I'm not mad at you." He said, pulling me to his chest, "I'm mad at that stupid fucktard of a doctor."
He thought for a minute and his face hardened again, "Unless you let it happen?"
"No! I ran out. I didn't let anything happen." I freaked, "Do you believe me?"
"Of course I believe you, have a little faith in me." He laughed, kissing the top of my head.
Relief flooded my whole body at his words and actions.
"Let's go to bed, yeah?"
"Yeah." I smiled up at him.