A Worn out Love (Punk Luke Hemmings)

Chapter 9

Double update because I feel like I owe it to everyone for being gone so long and for the last chapter since it was short and honestly sort of boring. Hope you all enjoy!

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I woke up way too early then I would of liked considering it is a Saturday morning. But I do have to go to the hospital to see Luke, so getting up early isn't to bad. I hop out of bed and make my way to the shower.

I let the water get warm before I step in letting the hot water wash over me. I can feel every muscle in my body relax. I quickly lather my body with soap and wash my hair before jumping out of the shower.

I part my hair and braid it into two french braids before putting on some foundation and mascara. I grab a pair of legging and slip them on and grab an old t shirt.

I walk downstairs and see my mom making some pancakes.

"Hi honey, I heard the shower going and thought I would make some breakfast for the both of us."

"That's so sweet mom, thank you. Do you think that you could maybe take me to the hospital though? I told Luke I would come today, we can go after breakfast of course."

My mom agrees and we both quickly eat our food before we get in the car and make our way to the hospital. We reach the hospital quite quickly, I say my goodbyes and make my way inside.

I reach the receptionists desk,

"Hi honey, I remember you from yesterday. Luke is awake and you are welcome to go see him when you want."

I send her a smile and quick thank you before I go to the elevators. I reach his door and knock on it. After hearing a muffled come in, I make my way inside. I find Luke sitting up in his bed, eating breakfast. He looks up quickly and a smile takes over his face when he sees me.

"Hi princess, I didn't expect to see you here."

"I told you  yesterday that I was going to come today!" I say while leaning down to press a kiss to his cheek.

I sit down in the chair next to him and watch tv while he finishes up eating. He reaches for my hand when he's done and pulls me up onto his bed with him. I snuggle into his side and let my hands draw small circles into his arm. We sit like this for a while us both just enjoying the presence of each other. 

I break the silence after a while, "Are you ever going to explain to me what happened?" I whisper out. I feel him stiffen up underneath me and let out a huff, but he doesn't say a thing. 

"Luke, come on." I say and he stiffens up again.

"I don't want to talk about it Alex okay?"

I try to push myself up to look at him but he holds me against him so I can't get up. 

"Luke, no. Explain." I say while finally breaking out of his grasp.

"Alex I said I don't want to talk about it. Get over it and let it go." He snaps at me. I'm getting frustrated and about to say something back to him but I'm cut off by the doctor coming in.

"Luke everything seems to be normal and you are welcome to go home. But you need someone to take you home."

"I don't have anyone to take me ho-" I quickly cut him off.

"I can take him home. Thank you for everything you've done to help him."

The doctor quickly explains how to take care of him before he leaves. Both me and Luke stay quiet as he slowly and quietly packs himself up. He reaches out for my hand and I let him take it as we both make our way to his car. 

"Luke you aren't driving yourself home. Give me your keys so I can drive."

"No, you aren't driving. This is my car and I am more than capable to drive it besides you don't know how to drive."

I roll my eyes at his words, "Listen butthead I have my license and I'm going to drive. So keys." I say as I stick my hand out, he quickly drops them into my hand before he makes his way to the passenger side. 

I hop into the drivers seat and quickly start the car. The entire ride is silent except for him giving me directions to his house. We make it there in no time and I quickly hop out to help him into the car.

We make our way inside and he flops onto the couch laying down. I stand around awkwardly before letting out a huff and sitting at the end of the couch near Luke's head. He grabs my hand and starts playing with my fingers while asking, 

"What's going on in that pretty little head of yours?"

I let out a sigh knowing he doesn't want to talk about it but I still bring it up.

"You still need to explain yourself." I whisper out. He lets out an aggravated sigh while dropping my hand while sitting up.  

"Alex I told you to let it go."

"Luke I can't just let it go. I get a call during school saying you're hurt and I need to come down and see you. I deserve some sort of explanation." I say getting frustrated.

"I am not talking to you about this, it's not any of your fucking business Alex." He snaps at me.

"It is my business Luke, it's been my business since the second I was brought into it. If you want this relationship to work you are going to have to be honest with me."

His eyes snap up at my words and I can see the anger in his eyes,

"If I want this relationship to work? If you haven't noticed Alex this isn't a fucking relationship. You aren't my girlfriend and I'm sure as hell not your boyfriend. So why don't you just shut up and leave me alone."

I can feel my heart break a little at his words and I can feel the tears well up in my eyes.

"Luke, you don't get to treat me this way. You pursued  me and brought me into this and I dropped everything to help you yesterday." I say while tears start to flow freely down my face.

"Well obviously trying to get you was a fucking mistake on my part. And I didn't ask you for your help you did that yourself. Get off your high horse I don't fucking need you so why don't you get the fuck out of my house and leave me alone." He yells at me while standing up to look at me.

I wipe the tears off my face and run to the door slamming it behind me. As soon as the door shuts a new set of tears start flowing out of me. And the only thought going through my head is, screw Luke Hemmings.