Luke's POV
Oh. My. God.
I had no idea Emma went through all that, and Harry not even helping her?
A certain rage that I had never felt before coursed through my veins. But I couldn't do anything. I could only hold her and comfort her, she needed me right now.
She stopped sniffling and she pulled herself out of my arms. "Thank you Luke, thank you so much." she smiled at me through her tear stained cheeks and bloodshot eyes. "You're welcome, I'll always be here." I said back.
Emma's POV
Luke is a wonderful boy, now isn't he? Well, I believe the answer is yes, and if you don't think so? Well, you're entitled to your wrong opinion. We rounded the corner and the theatre came into view. I wiped my eyes and cheeks, meh, who cares what people think? Bitches be tripping to look perfect.
We were both young when I first saw you, I close my eyes and the flashbacks start I'm standing there, on a balcony in summer air.
I hummed the words and walked. We finally made it inside the building, getting out of the cold autumn air. The heat hit me like a wall and all the tensity in me released.
And if on cue, which didn't really surprise me at all, Harry came storming into the room. "Thank the fucking lord you're okay! Jesus I thought something had happened to you!" he then stormed down the hall on those skinny little legs of his.
"I'm going back to hang out with the boys, do you wanna come?" Luke asked starting down the hallway. I nodded and followed him. He reached the door and was about to open it when I spoke."Luke wait I wanna do something." I said a grin present on my face. He backed away laughing.
I looked to the light switch beside the door and flipped it down. Immediately I heard the boys in the room start to stir and yell. I then pulled out the glow-in-the-dark ping pong ball I had in my pocket, yeah don't ask, I then held it up to a light and tore the door open and chucked the ball at the first thing I saw, which happened to be a phone light, which turned out to be Michael.
Although I couldn't see him, I could tell he jumped. I heard a large thump and his voice yelling. "WHO THE FUCK." A voice I recognized as Calum rang through the darkness. "GUESS WHO'S BACK BITCHESSSS" I yelled throwing the ball once again, this time hitting Ashton. "I WANT TO LIVE!" he screamed.
Luke turned on the light and came in, barely standing straight from laughing so hard. Michael found the ball on the floor and picked it up, "Where did you get a ping pong ball?" he asked confused. "I really don't know, I don't even have a ping pong table, but I have like ten packs with 8 balls in each pack in my bag." I said shrugging my shoulders. "Get.Them.Now." he said giving me a death glare. "There will be a fight to the death." he said and I walked out to grab my bag laughing.
I pulled out the packs and walked back into the room. I chucked two packs at each boy. "Okay! You have to hold them up to the light or else they don't glow as bright!" I yelled busting my packs open myself. We spent two or three minutes holding them to the light and then Michael took charge. We all took our positions. "Okay, I want a completely unfair game, all of you! The second that door closes, be completely ruthless. Now! Luke! On my count, turn off the light and snap that door shut.
One!
Two!
Three!
The door had snapped shut and the darkness took over.
It was like the Hunger Games had started.
The only thing you could hear was yelling, and the sound of the balls hitting things of course. I chucked three of mine in three different directions, hearing the sounds of the people I had hit. Ashton was next to me, at least, I think it was Ashton? Well, whoever it was, I grabbed him by the arm and pulled him down.
"Come over here, they won't be able to hit us, but we can hit them." I said pulling his arm behind the large table, which happened to be tipped on its side, the perfect cover. I finally found out who I had grabbed when they spoke.
"Okay, let's get them." the voice spoke. It was Ashton. We hid and started talking shifts, of throwing balls at everyone, and collecting the ones that rolled over. There were flashes of green streaking around the room It was total anarchy.
The war continued for a couple more minutes, until Calum hit his face on a wall and got a nasty cut on his forehead. Instinctively I ran over and got him.
"Calum are you okay?!" I said looking at the deep cut. "Kinda, but my forehead is kinda bleeding" he said wincing. This was literally oozing blood. I got a small towel wet and slowly placed it on the cut. He winced at the contact, but exhaled in relief soon after. "Here, hold that on there until the bleeding stops, you'll be good." I said reassuringly. He smiled at me and sat there. I walked off a little when my phone went off again, I had a text.
From: Ashton
That was a damn good hiding spot ;)
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Sooo, I updated again. Whooppsss. Well, did you guys like it? I actually had the same war today, although this one would have probably been more fun! I'm sorry I haven't updated! Seriously though, I've been busy and school and procrastination and laziness and it's just yeah. Well, that's it for today!
~Emma 11-24-13 11:05 PM
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Fanfiction"and in that moment, I was drowning. except I could see everyone around me living, and I was frozen. defenseless, and helpless."
