Guyfriends ~ Luke Hemmings

Chapter 21

"I mean, it was just really weird, you know? We always hang out with each other, but this time it was... different." I told Luke. "We were at Natasha's house, just me, her and Anne. They just started dating, so they are still in the honeymoon phase, or whatever. They were constantly holding hands, kissing the other's hand or cheek and so on. Even when we went to the Mac (A/N: That's how we call Mc Donalds or Maccas or whatever) they kept being all cutesy." I kept rambling.

"Of course I wasn't complaining, I love seeing happy couples, but at some point they wanted me to leave and that was the moment it became weird. We were at Natasha's again when they suddenly said they wanted me to leave, because they wanted to have some 'private time'. Me being the idiot I am, asked why they wanted that and do you know what they said as an answer?!"

Luke just shrugged his shoulders, not seeming very interested in my story.

"They said, and I quote: 'Why don't you just join us?' It was so weird. They had on these creepy paedophile faces and- "

My rant was cut off by a loud snore from Luke.

"Luke? Are you seriously snoring? Am I that boring?" I asked him with a hand on my chest, faking being hurt. He just snored again and I gasped, because I suddenly felt really weird. "Luke, can you hear me?" Another snore. This time it was a very loud snore and I jolted up.

"What the fuck? I was dreaming?" I asked myself. I looked around me and saw Luke, Mike, Anouk and me lying on one big pile of sleeping bodies on top of a few blankets. "What just happened? Why did I dream about that?"

I looked around me and grabbed my phone, seeing we slept for like, an hour and a half. Shit. I accidentally cursed out loud and woke up Luke. He looked up in a daze and had this cute, confused look on his face.

"Oh hey Kim. What happened?" He asked with an even deeper voice than normal. Fuck boys and their morning voices, even though it isn't even morning, it sounds fucking hot.

"Uhm, we fell asleep, all of us." I look a little better at his face and he had this kind of glow. He looked hot, not like beautiful or handsome, but as if he was literally hot, burning up or something.

He wanted to rub his face, so he took off his sunglasses and I gasped. He looked up surprised and looked at me questioningly. I put my hand over my mouth, trying not to laugh, but when my sunglasses rose a bit, I saw him doing the exact same thing. Then realization hit us both.

I grabbed my phone and turned on the front camera, mumbling 'Oh fuck no' to myself. I removed my sunglasses and gasped as I saw my own face, Luke doing the same yet again.

On my phone I saw my reflection; my face being bright red and around my eyes a spot with my original skin colour with the silhouette of my sunglasses. I was even worse than Luke! I looked at Michael and Anouk who were still sleeping cutely, already worried for them, especially Mike, since he burns so easily.

I shook them awake and Anouk even screamed when seeing my face. Michael just laughed, but kept laughing when he saw Luke's face. They both suddenly shut up and looked at one another. They slowly took of their own sunglasses and gasped when seeing the other's face. They too grabbed their phones to look at their reflection and it wasn't the best idea.

Michael even looked like he wanted to cry.

I would've let him. I mean, he looks the worst out of all of us. He was literally burning red, with an almost white skin around his eyes.

"We can just keep our sunglasses on, no one's going to notice then." Luke said.

"I hope you're right, but we can't keep them on forever." Michael mumbled sadly.