The Girl Across the Hall (A Luke Hemmings Fanfic)

a/n: before you read, just know I wrote this like a year and a half ago so it's not all that good. sorry :/ so please excuse any weird parts or really weird chapters/scenes bc I'm not really great at fanfictions anyway. but if you want to stay and read be my guest, and enjoy :)

(DISCLAIMER: THIS BOOK IS SHIT! GO READ MY OTHER BOOK "I'm Not Crazy" IF YOU WANT A GOOD READ. OKAY BYE. ^)

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Luke's POV

"What game should we play?" Michael asks.

"TRUTH OR DARE!!!" Calum screams.

We all sit in a circle.

Michael starts.

"Calum. Truth or Dare?"
"Dare."
"I dare you to...TP Mrs. Zamboni's house once we go back to LA."

Mrs. Zamboni is an old lady that lives next door to us at our LA house. She's kinda a bitch to us. She especially hates Calum. And that my friends...is a perfect dare. Boom!

Calum groans.

"I'm gonna get killed mate! But... I'll do it."

We all cheer and Michael claps him on the shoulder.

"Okay." Calum says. He turns to me. Uh-Oh...I'm next.

"Luke. Truth or Dare?"
I groan.
"Oh God! Dare."

Calum takes a minute to think.

"I dare you to... Go across the hall and knock on whoever's door is across from our room. Then you yell, "HOUSEKEEPING!" In a high voice. It'll be epic."

I roll my eyes and stare at him profoundly.

"Are you kidding me?"

"Believe me...I'm not kidding."

"I'm pretty sure your kidding..."

"I'm not."

"Yes you are-"

"Lucas Robert Hemmings! Just accept the fact that I am NOT kidding." He yells in mock annoyance.

I chuckle as Calum crosses his arms in a way so that it's clear he's trying to look superior.

"Ok. Should I go now?"

"Yes!!! C'mon Lucas!!! Go get em!!!"

They pull me to my feet and push me out of our room. I stand in the silent hallway and stare at the door in front of me. Room 302.

I take a deep breath and squeeze my eyes shut.

"I solemnly swear I am up to no good..."

I mean c'mon! I am kinda doing something strangely wrong but...just go with it!

I sigh. Here goes.

I swear, (as I did before), I'm gonna kill those kids once I get back in there. I take a deep breath and knock.

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Lily's POV

I sit on my hotel bed and scroll through my Instagram feed.

Suddenly I hear a knock at my door.

"HOUSEKEEPING!" A high voice calls.

"Coming!" I yell. I hop out of bed and straighten my hair and clothes. I look in the mirror. Decent.

I walk to my room door and take a deep breath. Wait!

'Why am I freaking out?' I think. 'Its not like a hot teenage boy is going to be outside my door.'

I clear my mind of my wishful thinking and open the door.

There's a boy that looks around my age standing there. He has dirty blonde hair and is wearing black skinny jeans, a white t-shirt and a black beanie.

He looks into my eyes and his cheeks grow red. He smiles shyly.

"Hi."

'Totally underestimated my judgement of housekeepers...' I think.

"Soooo... You're the housekeeper?"

He blushes and laughs a little.

"Uh... No! I'm actually here to...get your number?"

His voice goes up in a question and his face contorts into a 'what-did-I-just-say-and-why' face...if that makes sense. Yeah...I know. It does not.

'Wait! I'm pretty sure I've seen him before. Hmmm...'

I face palm in my head.

'Lily...you're like the stupidest person in the world. 5 seconds of summer! Of course!'

I stare at him in shock and disbelief.

"My number?"

"Uh... Never mind."

He turns around and starts to walk away.

I smile.

"Wait... You weren't kidding?"

He turns back in surprise.

"Uh..."

I laugh.

"Hold on one second. You can come in if you want."

"Do you know who I am?" He asks.

"Course I know who you are."

"Why aren't you freaking out? Every girl freaks when they see us."

"I don't know. I don't really think I'm like that."

"Really? That's cool. I mean...it's cool you don't think of me as a God or whatever."

I look at him.

"For reals?"

Wow! That was just great. Who says 'for-reals' in front of...Luke Hemmings?!

To my relief he doesn't seem to notice.

"Yeah. I hate getting fawned over like im God's greatest creation. Sure it's flattering and all but I don't wanna be loved because I'm famous or cute or whatever... I wanna be loved for being myself."

"Well...I'm positive there's someone out there that will love you for you." I promise.

I hand him the paper with my number on it.

"Thanks. We should hang out sometime. I mean...only if you want...ya know."

I laugh and nod. He's way to cute.

"That would be great. Well... I guess I'll see you later."

"Yah. See ya."

He waves and starts to walk out. He glances back at me and then full on slams into the wall.

He jumps back and then pats it in apology. I cover my mouth and giggle.

"Bye." He blushes and then he's gone.

I lean against the door and close my eyes.

'Luke Hemmings just asked for my number. Luke Hemmings wants to be my friend. Oh. My. God.'

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A/N

First chapter! I hope you liked it at least a little bit.

I'll update soon. 😊

Please keep reading. I promise it'll get a little better than this chapter...bear with me.

Until next chap...Bye! 😄👋