After making everybody some food and drinks, I finally sat with them. We got in our usual circle on the floor, grinning widely at each other.
"I can't believe you're all here!" I beamed, wrapping my hands around my hot chocolate mug.
"We needed to see you." Maisy smiled, sipping her coffee. She sat back against the sofa, her head on the pillow. "But this jetlag is already killing me so you owe me." She chuckled.
"Lils." Josh started after we all finished laughing. "Can we talk about those four boys?"
As soon as those words escaped his lips, a shiver ran down my spine. "W-What four boys?" I answered innocently, pretending I didn't know what he was on about.
"Come on Lily. Luke? Mitchell, Ashley and Calum?" Tyler sighed.
I burst out laughing loudly, taking all three of them by suprise. "M-Mitchell?!" I began to laugh again.
"What?!" Tyler groaned.
"Their names are Luke, Calum, Ashton and Michael." I giggled, but then stopped when I remembered everything they've done to me.
"Ohhhhh." Tyler mumbled, his cheeks going bright red.
"So, what do you all want for dinner?" I tried to change the subject, but by the looks on their faces it didn't work.
"Lily, please tell us. You don't have to hide it anymor-" Josh was interrupted by a knock at the door.
I sighed and pulled myself up from the ground, walking towards the door and unlocking it.
"Peter? Katie?" I smiled, greeting them. "Come in."
I introduced everyone to everyone and walked into the kitchen, getting more drinks. Maisy ran in with a massive smile on her face.
"So...Peter huh." I asked, pouring out some coca cola. "You likeeeee?"
She giggled and shrugged her shoulders, making some more coffee for herself.
"He is pretty fly." She laughed, her British accent strong.
"Speak to him. He is really lovely! And single..." I ushered her out of the kitchen and towards Peter. "Go, go!"
I put the coca cola back on the side and picked up the two glasses, turning around quickly. The Coca-Cola instantly dropped all over the body in front of me as I collided with them.
The glasses smashed on the floor, sticky cola going everywhere. "What are you doing here?!" I held onto my chest, calming my heartbeat down.
"I would never hit you." Luke whispered, looking down at his now wet shirt. He had a shirt and tie on with some black jeans.
"I know...I didn't mean it- well, I was just on edge." I mumbled, crouching down on the ground and picking up some glass. "Crap!" I yelped.
A small shard of glass was stuck in my finger, blood seeping out. "Get it out." I whined, looking at Luke.
"Okay, okay, ummmm...I need tissue!"
"It's over there!! Hurry." Tears brimmed my eyes and I was jogging on the spot in pain.
"Okay 3, 2"
"LUKE JUST DO IT." I cried, staring at him.
He nodded and pulled it out, making me gasp loudly. "Ouch!!!"
I whimpered, squeezing my finger tightly.
Luke wrapped the tissue around my finger and watched me in fear. "What do I do now?!"
"What's going on in here?!" Tyler and Peter ran in.
"Luke?" Peter asked.
"That's my name." Luke sighed, pulling me towards the bathroom. "Do you have a first aid box, Lily?"
"Yeah. It is under the sink." I nodded. He instructed me to sit on the toilet seat lid and he began to search for the first aid box frantically.
"Go in the cupboard, and it is under those tampons." I groaned, squeezing my eyes shut in pain. Luke slowly moved the tampons as if they were going to blow up if he moved them too quick.
"LUKE I'M PRACTICALLY DYING HERE!!!" I yelled, stamping my feet in pain. He jumped at my shouting and the box tipped over, tampons flying out and landing all over the floor. He widened his eyes and looked over at me.
"Luke!" I whined
"Okay!!!" He mumbled, jogging over to me, carefully stepping over the tampons like they were landmines. He kneeled in front of me and opened up the first aid box. "Lily? Have you got something you can like, bite on or squeeze in your hand?" He asked, raising an eyebrow.
"I'll just bite on my jacket." I muttered, looking down at him and nodding. Luke tore open an alcohol wipe and removed the blood stained tissue from my finger. The cut was quite bad. He began to clean it and I squeezed his shoulder, biting my lip harshly.
"Owww. Stop for a second, that really hurts!" He ignored me and kept cleaning it.
"Luke!" I whimpered.
"I'm done." He nodded, putting the tissue and wipe in the bin. He started to peel off the back of a plaster and stuck it around my finger, then unravelled a bandage, wrapping my finger around it.
"Where did you learn to do this?" I asked, wincing every time he went over the cut.
"When I was really little. I did first aid." He nodded, smiling at his work.
"Thank you." I sighed, rubbing my eyes.
"I'm sorry I dropped cola on you. That shirt was really nice." I smiled slightly, analysing my finger.
"No it's okay. I shouldn't have scared you."
"So. Did you want something? Not to sound rude I mean. I just didn't even see you walk in.."
"I just wanted to tell you that I wouldn't and will not ever hit you." He whispered, looking directly in my eyes.
I nodded, looking back at him. "Thank you."
After looking at each other for a few seconds, I cleared my throat and stood up from the closed toilet lid, standing extremely close to Luke since he didn't move back.
"We better get back to the living room before Tyler trashes the place." I giggled quietly.
"Is he like...your boyfriend?" Luke butted in, looking down at me before he started nervously fiddling with the buttons on his shirt.
"Uhhh." I thought slightly. Even I didn't know what the relationship was between me and Ty. "No." I answered.
"Just really close friends."
Luke's P.O.V
"Just really close friends." Lily's words made my blood boil. Really close friends. I had feelings for her and I couldn't hide them for much longer. It really killed me.
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Help Me//L.H
Fanfiction(THIS STORY ALSO HAS TWENTY ONE PILOTS) My name is Lily. I live a pretty simple life. 2 Working parents, an average house, an only child. We had to move from our country, England, to Australia due to my fathers work. I was nervous at the thoug...
