Try Hard || Luke Hemmings

Chapter 8

*3 weeks later*
Luke's POV
"Oh.. hey Luke. " Skye said as she came in, avoiding my eyes.

"We have to talk." I said. She sighed.
"Fine lets go in here." I followed her to our dining room, that we never use. The room was all red and white, and Skye turned around.

"What Luke." She was still pissed.

"Okay Jessica, is fake, and I'm so sorry I canceled." I blurted. She rolled her eyes.

"That's just a shit excuse okay? Thats not an apology." She crossed her arms.

"Well what do you want me to say? Do you want me to lie? Is that what you want me to do?" I shouted, not caring that the rest of the boys could probably hear us. The room looked a little blurry, and I remembered I'd had quite a few drinks today.
"Maybe we should talk later." She mumbled, looking a little scared.

"Don't walk away from me, I'm still talking." I said, frustrated, at her stubbornness.

"Well I'm not listening anymore." She said, getting up. I got up to, knowing she was scared that I was so mad. I don't know what got into me next, but my hand, made contact with her cheek. She gasped, looking up at me, tears forming in her eyes. I couldn't believe what I had done.
"Skye oh my god I didn't mean-" Her expression changed from hurt to angry again.

"Don't." I could hear her voice shake, as she quietly stepped out of the flat. God damnit why was I so stupid? I picked up a vase and dropped it on the ground. It shattered into a million peices, just like my love life had.

A/N WOWWLALA DIS STINKS BUT HERE YA NASTIES JK 😘