You're Not My Type // Punk Luke Hemmings

Back Up The Truck - Chapter Thirty-Eight

I'm so, so sorry. guys! I want to apologise for not updating in so long. Broken internet and family issues unfortunately made it difficult.

Anyway, I'm back now, so enjoy this chapter. Also, picture of Casey attached.

Mia's POV.

There is nothing worse in this world than wanting something so badly, but knowing you're never going to get it. I hated the fact that I would do anything to be around him, but I couldn't control it. All hope I ever had of Luke and I being a couple had completely been destroyed.

In the back of my mind, I was hoping that with time, he would realise. It's okay to love; it's okay to get your heart broken. Many have fallen hard after a broken heart, yet they are still here today to tell of their past loves. You learn from them and develop. At the time, it seems like life isn't worth living, but in time, you realise that it's made you stronger, it's made you, you.

Sometimes you just need to take a leap and hope you don't fall, and I was sure that if Luke took that leap, I would do anything in my power to make sure I was there to catch him. There has been too much heartache in his short span of life; he doesn't deserve to be given anymore.

Now all I need to do is find a way to make him see that it is okay to love. It may be scary, but sometimes the scariest things turn out to be the things you never forget. I don't think I'll ever forget Luke.

I climbed out of Luke's car and made my way into the restaurant that the boys had decided to meet us at. It made a change from the cafe.

Opening the door, I immediately noticed Michael's, now bleach blonde, hair peaking out above everyone else's. He was leaning over the table to flick Ashton, while Ashton tried to bat his hand away. Looking at Ashton made my heart drop, he was so oblivious, and he didn't deserve to be treated this way.

"Hey boys." I greeted, sliding into the seat, they all tuned to me with giant smiles on their faces.

"Oh my god, Mia. Guess what?" Michael squealed as soon as he saw me. His eyes were wide with excitement, crinkling at the side, his smile so big I'm sure his cheeks hurt.

"What?" I laughed at the excited squirrel in front of me. I glanced to my left to see Luke taking his seat next to me before returning my attention to Michael.

"I got a boyfriend; he's got amazingly bright blue eyes and shiny blonde hair. His smile is the most gorgeous thing I've ever seen, apart from his cute little button nose. He's even taller than me, like what the fuck, he's perfect." Michael rambled, almost all in one breath.

"Holy shit, you're dating Luke." Calum beamed, laughing when both Luke and Michael's eyes widened.

"The fuck, Cal? No, his name is Casey and he doesn't have a cocky fucking attitude like Luke." Michael smirked, making Luke scoff.

"Wait a minute, back up the truck. You're gay?" I asked, turning my full attention to the boy in front of me.

Michael or the boys had ever mentioned that Michael was gay; I just assumed he was straight because of all the girls he flirts with. I know he doesn't have to mention it to me. It's not like I needed to know, I just thought Michael and I were close enough that we would tell me

"No, I'm bi. I like both boys and girls" Michael informed me. I slowly nodded my head in understanding, still trying to process everything. I felt extremely ignorant now. I shouldn't have assumed that just because he like boys, he was gay. There is a whole world of other sexualities he could have been. I mentally slapped myself for being so ignorant.

"Huh, so what's he like?" I gushed. I could just imagine the type of boy Michael would go for, giggly, feminine, cute. He doesn't strike me as someone who would go for the typical jock type.