Hey, Angel. (Ashton's missing twin)

Chapter Thirty Two.

/Angel/

I look to the side and pick up a drink menu, nervously playing with edge of the paper. Harry sighs and moves his chair to the end of the small table.

"Well?" He urges.

"I don't think you understand how important this is." I sigh.

"I do, I just want to know."

All I see in his eyes is eagerness, he wants to talk to whoever is behind the videos. Maybe even help them become successful. But that's not what I want. I glance back to the group as a waiter gives Harry a beer, only Luke is looking my way. He gives me a curious look and I mouth "help". I look back to Harry after Luke starts heading towards us.

"You're seriously not going to tell me? How do you even know she wouldn't want me to know?"

"I just know."

"Hey." Luke comes to a stop behind the middle of Harry and I, briefly looking at Harry before turning his attention to me. "Can we talk Angie?"

"Uh, sure." I give Harry a small nod and stand to follow Luke, who sets his drink beside Harry and mutters a thanks.

I'm not sure where we're going, but follow Luke anyway, as he leads me straight out of the club entirely.

"Uh, Luke?" He glances back at me but keeps walking. Eventually we reach a black SUV and he unlocks the doors with the key starter and opens a back door. He motions for me to get in but I look at him like he's a maniac.

"Please?" He begs gently. Adding: "Thank you." when I oblige.

"So?"

"Just- how much of those texts did you read?" He wipes his palms on the thighs of his ripped jeans and I sigh.

"Just the ones that were on the screen." I shrug. "Then I deleted the thread."

Luke pinches the bridge of his nose. "So why did I just rescue you from Harry anyway?"

"Uhm... I have a secret and I don't want to tell him but he keeps trying to get it out of me."

"What kind of secret?"

"Just about that channel I like." I dismiss.

"Listen Ange, I really am sorry."

"What for?" He looks beyond confused until I elaborate. "Are you sorry because you didn't mean to text me, or are you sorry because it was like a lie brought on by the alcohol?"

"You didn't read far up, then." He looks up and sighs.

"Oh no I saw the end of a text about a picket fence but I figured it was poor taste to bring it up."

Luke laughs and I follow suit until he looks at me. We merely stare at each other for a few seconds before he shakes his head.

"We should probably get back in there." He sighs.

"Yeah... But I so don't want to."

"Me either." He admits quickly. "So, how was your phone free weekend?"

"It was fun." I smile at him but he simply nods. "It was like a small little paradise, but also made me get used to being around one person at a time again." I chuckle.

"Yeah well that's better then being left alone for the gym."

"What?" I laugh.

"I'm serious. I mean I go to the gym sometimes-" he stops when I give him a look, "okay no I don't. But either way Calum went with Liam every time he went to work out. So I was just alone whenever they went. They did bring me back food when they got lunch afterwards each day though."