Haliee's Pov: (the next morning)
I haven't gotten one moment of sleep. I've been laying in bed all night and my thoughts just haven't quieted. Nothing but looking at the ceiling all night long. I look out the window and the sun is just rising. I sigh and roll to my side to grab my phone. The time 5:48AM shines in my eyes, making me squint. I look through my notifications and one was from Michael.
Mikey- 2:39AM: hey, want to get lunch today?
Me- 5:53AM: yes, yes, lmk what time
I set my phone down, I get out of bed, slip on some ugg boots and head into my closet. The XL t-shirt that I'm wearing doesn't help with how cold the mornings are. I throw on one of Luke's sweatshirt and head into my bathroom. I throw my hair up in a bun and wash my face & brush my teeth. I stare at myself in the mirror for a few minutes. I turn, shut the light off and walk into my kitchen. I look into my fridge and nothing looks good, I shut it and walk back into my room.
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9:37 AM:
Mikey- 9:37AM: 'BRUNCH' INSTEAD?
Me- 9:37AM: yes please. meet you at 11 at Lemonade?
Mikey- 9:39AM: sounds good, see you soon
I pick my phone up and call Dylan. It rings, it rings, it rings and finally he picks up.
"Haliee, what's up?" He answers.
"Hey, sorry for calling you out of nowhere. Are you home right now?" I ask.
"Yeah, I'm home."
"Can I come by and grab that sweatshirt Jessica wants me to wear? I'm going to get food with one of my friends so, I suppose I should get it." I tell him.
"Sure, I'll see you soon!" Dylan says.
"See you soon." I say and hang up. I don't want to put on makeup right now so, I toss a pair of sunglasses on, (chanel black butterfly signatures) I toss on some leggings, a grey oversized t-shirt and a pair of white high top converse. I grab my bag, keys, throw some makeup in a bag and my phone and head to my car.
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I knock on Dylan's door and wait for him to open. I hear him yell "COMING" three times before opening the door.
"Hey, come on in!" Dylan smiles. He's dressed in grey sweats, a black t-shirt and his hair is messy.
I lift my sunglasses, smile and walk in. "I'm a mess right now, I've been up all night." I laugh.
"So am I, but that's just because I'm a mess." Dylan shuts the door. "You look like you need a hug, are you okay?"
"Yes, i always need a hug." I sigh and walk over to him. He gives me a big hug. "Thanks, just had a rough night."
"Wanna talk about it?" Dylan asks.
"Maybe later, but thank you." I sigh.
"Alright, I'm here when you want to talk."
"Thank you."
"Oh, sweatshirt. Here you go!" Dylan walks to his couch and hands me the sweatshirt. It's a Boston College sweatshirt.
"Thank you, I'm sorry we have to do this. It's a lot to handle."
"Don't worry about it, Hales. It's something we both agreed to.
"Thanks Dylan, I'm going to head out, I'll see you later." I thank him.
"Of course, I'll see you later." Dylan walks to the door with me. He opens it and I walk out. I walk to my car, open the door and sit down.
I place my head against the steering wheel and sit for a minute. I throw on my sunglasses before starting my car. I shuffle my music and drive to Lemonade to meet Michael.
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I pull up to Lemonade, park and sit in the car. I pull my phone out and text Mikey.
Me- 11:03AM: you here yet?
Mikey- 11:04AM: not yet, running a little late. Dani's fault lol, i'll tell u abt it when i get there. I'll be there in 5!
Me- 11:04AM: ok ok sounds good!
I decide to text Luke. I'm really missing him right now.
Me- 11:04AM: hey, can you talk?
Babes- 11:05AM: yes, please. i miss you.
Me-11:05AM: can I call you?
Babes-11:05AM: yeah!
I call him and it rings a couple times, and he picks up.
"Hi baby." Luke picks up. His voice, I miss it so much.
"Hey, sweet boy. I'm missing you a lot." I say. Shit tears start to well up. god dammit.
"I miss you too. A ton. How are you? What are you up to right now?" Luke asks.
"I'm okay, I'd be better if I could be with you. And I'm getting food with Michael right now. What about you? What are you up to and how are you doing?" I say, holding my pointer finger in my inner corner so none of my tears will spill. My voice tightens, god i miss him.
"I'm with Calum & Blair right now, we're going to the studio today to write some stuff. And I;ve been better but, that's just because I miss you." Luke says, I hear his voice tighten too. "Hey, i know it's tough that we can't see each other. And trust me, I miss you more ways than one but, we get to see each other as soon as possible. Okay?"
"Okay. It's just hard, because I miss and love you so much." I say. "And stop it because I can't go to lunch crying." I laugh.
"Okay, I love you so much. Go see Mikey. I love you." Luke says.
"Love you too babe." I hang up and sit for a minute. I put Dylan's shirt over top of mine, and slip the other shirt off underneath it. It's comfy, and I have sweater paws, and it smells good... not as good as Luke though. I slide my sunglasses up and grab some concealer and throw it on, blend it, dab some highlighter on and throw some mascara on. I check my phone to see if Michael is here, and he sent me a text that he just got here. I slide my sunglasses back down and hop out of my car. I'm automatically am attacked with paparazzi. I tilt my head down and walk towards the front. Michael is waiting for me and gives me a big hug once I get to him.
"I missed you." Michael whispers.
"Me too." I whisper back. We let go and he wraps his arm around my shoulder, squeezing me tight. We go in and order food, lemonade and macaroons. We sit down in a booth and start eating.
"I'm so excited about food." I say shoveling a fork full of strawberry arugula salad into my mouth.
"You and me both. So, whats this thing with you and Dylan O'Brien?" Michael asks, eating his mashed potatoes.
"You know the stuff. But, he's cool, really sweet." I respond, eating some Mac N Cheese.
"That his?" Mike points to my shirt.
"Yeah, it's his." I look down at my food, and take a sip of my blueberry mint lemonade.
There's silence. And I look up at Mike, he's shaking his head with a smirk on his face.
"What?" I ask.
"Oh nothing, nothing at all." Michael laughs.
"You're so obnoxious." I reply.
"What are you doing tonight?" Michael changes the subject.
"Probably sitting at my house, postmating chipotle and watching 'The Fosters', why?" I ask, shoving a forkful of cauliflower into my mouth.
"I was thinking that you could come over and EVERYBODY could have a movie night." Michael says raising his eyebrows. I think he means Luke too.
"As in, everybody, everybody?" I ask.
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Tired *Book 2* (Luke Hemmings, LH, L.H)
Fanfiction"Haliee stop." Luke tries to stop me from storming out. "I'm not going to stop, Luke! We can't keep doing this, I'm tired of it!" I exclaim. "I can't keep living like this! It's a complete lie and I'm trapped in it."
