Strong Love (Janoskians Fan Fiction)

Chapter 10

Luke's POV

I sat on the sofa scrolling through Twitter and answering some fans when Beau stormed into the house slamming the door behind him. I jumped up and ran over to him but he climbed the stairs faster than he ever has before "Beau!" "Beau, how is she?" I ran up after him and went into his bedroom, he took a breath before he replied "Fine, she just has the flu and it's contagious so I wouldn't go over" He spoke flatly and I nodded before turning to leave the room but as I opened the door he mumbled something under his breath "What was that?" His head shot round "Nothing, will you just go already?" I lingered a little trying to figure him out but gave up and just left him alone. Whatever had gotten to him was serious, he's never as angry as this. I just went back down the stairs and grabbed the laptop before Ronnie came running into the room "Boys!" Skip and I turned our heads to look at him and Jai and James came in from the balcony, Beau appeared at the door frame also but he never looked at me, he was avoiding eye contact at all costs. Ronnie had a huge grin on his face "So, Jeremy just called me and you guys are going to the Catching Fire premiere next week" We all jumped up into a group hug cheering and grinning from ear to ear "We did it boys!" James shouted above us all, when we all calmed down Beau was nowhere to be seen so I assumed he had went back upstairs. I called Alex to tell her the news but she never answered so I waited a while incase she was sleeping. She was always around me and I didn't know what to do right now without her. We were always together and I just missed her smile, her laughter, he kisses. I just seen her yesterday.

Alex's POV

I managed to dodge Luke's calls for a couple days but I started to feel bad so I answered them and convinced him I was still contagious but well enough he didn't need to come around, that was the last thing I needed right now. I hadn't showered in a few days so in my plan to feel better I thought I'd better have one so I dragged myself to the bathroom and turned on the shower, I looked at my reflection in the mirror and almost choked on the air I had inhaled. My hair was tangled everywhere and I had bags under my eyes, the bruises on my face and body were almost all gone but the darker ones were going to take longer I stepped in the shower and felt the hot water trickle down my spine, I just stood there for a few minutes before I decided to start getting washed and things. I got out and wrapped my hair in a towel and changed into sweatpants and a vest top before I went to make a sandwich, I put it on the plate when my phone dinged signalling a text

*So did you learn your lesson?* I shivered as Sam's name was at the top of the new text.

*What lesson was that?* 

*You're mine.* I froze. Unsure of what to do.

*I'm not your property*

*Do you really want to be saying that? I have the upper hand right now. Do you want another visit?*

*What do I have to do for you to leave me alone?* A tear rolled down my cheek. I haven't cried so much in my life but these past few days my eyes haven't been dry.

*Oh, you know, dump that poor excuse of a boyfriend and then come back to me*

*I can't do that, it will break him* 

*It can't be any worse than what I'll do to you* I threw my phone across the room and slid down the wall I was now leaning against and sat there, crying into my hands.

I was there for at least an hour before the doorbell rang. I pulled myself up and looked through the peep hole to see Luke standing there. I thought I told him not to come but at the same time I was happy to see him. I quickly wiped my eyes before I opened the door and he let himself in "How are you?" I just nodded before I put my arms around his neck and pressed my lips to his. Tears started rolling down my cheeks and I could taste the saltiness between our lips and I was sure he could too before he could say anything I pulled away and buried my head in the crook of his neck. I couldn't stop the sobs escaping from my mouth. I felt his arms tighten around my back and we just stood there. In silence. Together.

When I had finally composed myself I pulled away and before I could do it myself Luke brought his hand up to wipe away the tears "Let's sit down" He pulled me towards the couch and sat me on his lap "Are you going to tell me what's wrong?" I leaned into him, his musky scent filling my nostrils "I guess this flu thing has just taken it out of me" When I seen the wet patch in his shirt I started wiping it with my finger "Sorry" He shook his head and pressed he forehead to the side of mine "Don't worry about it" Those words had an underlying meaning. It was as if he knew what was going on right now, he wasn't just talking about the shirt, he knew there was something else but he was too nice to press it out of me. We sat there once again in silence just enjoying each others company "Oh I meant to tell you something" He broke the silence making me jump a little but he didn't notice "We-the boys and I-have been invited to the Catching Fire premiere and we get a plus one" I hugged him tight "I'm so proud of you, all of you" I corrected myself "And I want you to be my plus one" I stood up again and started jumping around a little "Really?!" Luke laughed at me before nodding. I threw my hands up in the air but as soon as I done that my ribs went on fire, I was in pain and pretty much colllapsed on the sofa. Luke being Luke jumped on over to me trying to support me "What happened? Are you ok?" I nodded clutching just below my armpit "Just pulled a muscle" He started to lift up my top but I pulled it back down "Just let me see" I tried to stop him but he yanked it out of my grasp and got it up about as far as hand was and his face dropped "Why are you covered in bruises" Shit. "I walked into the counter" I mentally slapped myself. Why can't I think of good excuses?

"How many times?!" He was more shocked than angry. I think. He brought his eyes to mine and looked for a minute "Who did this Alex?" I shook my head before looking at him again "I told you, I'm just clumsy" He shook his head and stood up in front of me "I know you're clumsy Alex but you're not that clumsy!" He raised his voice a little and I straightened myself to sit up a bit more "I was more clumsy with the flu" He raked his fingers through his hair and turned away but then turned to me again "Someone must have done this to you Alex! It isn't just one bruise! They are all over your body!" He raised his voice again and walked forward, I winced a little and he seen, his face laced with hurt "I'm sorry, it's just...I'm worried about you and I'm not prepared to lose you" You smiled to give him some reassurance "I'll never leave you" If he knew what was on that phone then I was sure he would be out that door by now but I didn't need to drag him into this, this was my fight. Not his.

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