Royalty // Luke Hemmings [English Translation]

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You know when you see an eel dancing merengue with a kangaroo and you wonder "what the fuck is going on?"? 

That's exactly how I feel right now.
Why is Calum Hood talking to Lucas Robert Hemmings?
I stand there watching them, my mind wandering trying to identify who is the eel between the two of them. The kangaroo is obviously more beautiful, that's why I have to choose carefully who is going to get the status of eel.

"Hello Mary!" Liam shouts in my ear, giving me a start and causing me to hit a locker.
"Liam, this is not a good time, really." I try to get rid of him.
"What are you up to?"
"Just standing here."
Silence.

"Look, can we talk about this? - I can tell by his voice he's on the edge of a breakdown - Can you at least tell me? Jest tell me, please. Tell me I got no chance, that you're never gonna sleep with me, that we have no future. Just do it. Don't let me cherish the hope we'll eventually get married and have three children: Will, Ernest and Gustav."
Liam's future kids definitely have the right to beat up their own father. "We don't have a future Liam." I just say while I keep spying on Hood and Hemmings.

A punch on the locker beside makes me almost cry out.
Everyone in the hallway turns in our direction, even Calum and Luke.
"Fuck this cruel world. Nobody loves me. Nobody."
I sigh. "That's not true. I care for you." I pat his arm, hoping he doesn't get my gesture wrong.

He snorts and smiles ironically. "You care for me? What the fuck am I supposed to do with that, when I just want to fuck you and start a family with you? Huh? It's like giving a kid who likes bike-riding a pair of skates. Fucking useless! You get it?"
I step back. "Liam, I think you're bipolar or something. You should get visited by a good doctor."

Payne is about to say something back, but Calum and RoboLuke come to my rescue. Hood puts his hand on Liam's shoulder. "Buddy, you better go." Liam mumbles something in response, then turns on his heel and leaves.
"Thanks, guys."

"No worries." Calum says. Luke is staring at us like we're going to climb on top of each other and fuck right in the middle of the hallway. His black eyes meet mine for a second. "Well, I'll go. Bye Mary, Lucas." he gives us a smile.

I don't even bother to return the gesture. I heavily lean against a locker and sigh, shaking my head. "Fuck my life." I mumble.
Luke is standing in front of me, in that royal posture of his. "Life is never going to smile at you if you don't do the same."

I roll my eyes. It sounds like a sad facebook status.
"What's wrong, Miss?"
"Are you seriously asking me? Didn't you notice the tension between me and Calum? We could've slice it up and give some to every student in this hallway."

He fights a smile. "I don't get it. It happened the same thing as a few months ago. Why is there tension now but there wasn't before?" I look down at my feet. "Yeah, well now he knows that I have feelings for him. He had no clue back then."

Luke closes his eyes, as if to try to make sense of this mess. "I still don't get it. Did you declare yourself?"
"Before anything happened, he asked me how I felt about him. Then he warned me that he doesn't reciprocate my feelings. I told him I didn't mind, that we could go ahead or he could just leave." I tell him mechanically.

"Calum slept with you even though he was aware you have feelings for him and he doesn't? Even though he knew he would let you down?" this is the first time I can feel a little rage and discomfort in Luke's voice.
I shrug. "I told him I was okay with that. It's my fault. I'll try to get over it listening to Taylor Swift."

He slowly shakes his head. "That boy can really use a nice moral lesson. What do you say?"
"I don't care."
Without warning, Luke starts walking in the opposite direction of our room. "His Highness the Giraffe, where do you think you're going? Our room is that way!" I struggle to keep up with his pace. He has such long legs.