Living with 5SOS

8

My fathers hand came flying towards my face and i closed my eyes as I braced myself for the impact, but never felt it. I opened my eyes and saw Luke standing over my father holding his arm.

"What are you doing here?! Get out of my house!" My father shouts, going to throw a punch at him. Before I can yell a warning Luke's already grabbed his other arm and thrown him backwards into a table.

"I will, and I'm taking her with me." Luke growled.

"I'll call the cops!" My mother, who had been standing in the corner, staring horrified, said.

"Go ahead, you'll end up in jail for child abuse." Luke said. He picked me up and carried me outside into the rain, and to the park where he found me. There, he set me down and stared into my eyes.

"You saved me." I mumbled with a smile.

"I'll always come save you." His face leaned in closer and closer to mine, and my eyes fluttered closed as our lips met gently.

I woke up with a huge smile. I glanced up at Luke, who was staring at a wall frowning.

"What's wrong?" I questioned, trying to be serious even though I was incredibly giddy, after the dream.

He glanced down at me for a second before his eyes drew back to the wall. "Nothing." He grumbled. He got up and dressed before stomping downstairs and into the living room.

I heard Calum, Michael, and Ashton all say good morning and didn't hear Luke say anything.

I got up and went downstairs in my pajamas. All the boys were sitting on the couch watching tv. I checked the clock to see it was nine.

"Good morning!" I greeted happily.

"Mornin love." Ashton responded. My stomach rumbled so I started looking in all the cupboards until I found pancake mix and Nutella. I made a bunch and all the boys except Luke took a bunch.

"Are you hungry Luke?" I asked.

"No." He grumbled, before standing up and walking to the front door.

"Where do you think you're going?" Ashton asked.

"Out." Luke responded. He stepped out the door but Ashton quickly caught up with him.

"Where Luke?" He questioned sternly.

"God damn, calm the hell down I'm just going for a drive!"

"Lucas-" the door slammed in Ashton's face and the sound of a car speeding down the driveway was heard.

"Geez, what's up with him?" Calum mumbled.

Michael shrugged and they both went back to watching tv. I frowned.

Can I just go back to sleep?

Ashton growled and plopped back down on the couch. I sat next to him and he wrapped his arm around me.

We waited for an hour or two but heard nothing from Luke. Ashton tried calling him but Luke only responded with "piss off." Then hung up.

I was worried about Luke driving around in such a bad mood. What if he does something stupid? What if he gets hurt? What if he's too busy thinking and gets in a car crash?

After 4 hours I was worried sick and so was everyone else.

Was it me? Is it my fault he was in such a bad mood? Because of what I did? What if he doesn't want me to live with them anymore? What if they get mad and kick me out because it was my fault he ran away and wasn't coming back? What if they hurt me too?