I Miss You (a Calum Hood fanfic)

Chapter 39

*1 week later*

*Laura's P.O.V.*

This week has been fun. Michael, Ashton, and Calum are really good friends now. But only Ashton knows about me and Calum's past and I intend in keeping it that way. I told Michael that me and Luke broke up, which is true, but I didn't tell him why.

As for Luke I haven't seen him around. I haven't seen him leave his house. I would know since he lives next door. I'm getting worried. I forgive him, but I'm not going back with him. I love Calum and that's how it will always be.

At the moment, I'm just laying in bed listening to some music and thinking about stuff. I haven't talked with him yet. I should go now before I back down.

I get up and put in a grey sweater and some black sweats. I walk downstairs and go out the door.
I walk to Luke's front door and knock. I wait for a while and nothing. I knock again. Nothing. I put my hand in the knob and try to open it. It's unlocked. That not like Luke he always. Always! Locks the door. Now I'm more worried.

I walk in and there's a big mess in the living room. The couch pillows are everywhere, there's a hole in the wall, and there's a bunch of beer bottles everywhere. Oh no.

"Luke!" I scream.

I run into the kitchen and it's even worse! The dirty dishes are pretty much a mountain, there's more beer bottles, and the trash is all over the floor.

"Luke where are you!?" I scream.

I run upstairs and check the bathroom. The mirrors broken and the floor is wet. Gosh where is he!?

I run into to his room and open the door. It smells really bad, there's clothes all over the room, his desk is messy, there's a lot more beer bottles here than the living room and the kitchen. I walk inside and look around.

"Luke!" I scream. I look under the bed nothing. I look under his desk nothing.

"Luke!" I scream. I'm just about to walk out when I hear a groan.

"Luke!?" I asked hopefully. I follow the sound of the groan and I see him past out in a corner hugging a tequila bottle.

"Luke what happened?" I whisper and kneel beside him, while taking the tequila bottle from his grip and place it next to me.

"Laura?" He murmured his eyes still closed.

"Yeah it's me let's get you to bed," I whisper and he slowly stands up, he's wobbling but I catch him before he can falls. We slowly walk to his bed.

"I'm so sorry Laura," he murmurs.

"Shh go to sleep," I whisper and pull the covers up to his chin.

"I'm sorry," he whispers and in a matter of seconds he's asleep. I sigh. Gosh what happened to him?

I start fixing his room. I pick up all the bottles and put them in a big trash bag. I put his dirty clothes in the basket. Once I'm finished fixing his room I walk downstairs, with the bag trash bag in my hand, and into the kitchen. I pick up the bottles and put them inside the trash bag. I start wash all his dishes. I pick up the bottles from the living room and put the pillows back where they belong.

I go outside and place the trash bag full of bottles in the recycling. I go back inside and look around. It's not sparkling but it's better than how it was before.

I figure he's going to be sleeping for a while, and I don't want to leave him alone again, so I'll stay here until he wakes up. I need to talk to him and I'm worried he's going to drink again if I leave. I still care.