Everything I Didn't Say (Last Words) | Luke Hemmings AU

07.

Everything changes.

My conversation with Calum didn't last forever, but that was okay with me. I enjoyed it while it lasted, but if he wasn't even going to come see Luke, then it was all for nothing.

I climbed out of bed at 6:15 and put on a pair of lightwashed skinny jeans, a black tank top, and then I did my hair. After putting it up in a messy bun, I did my mascara and eyebrows and then went downstairs. It was only 6:25 and Luke was standing in the kitchen making strawberry shortcake.

"Angela!" He cried as I walked into the room. He threw his arms around me and hugged me super tightly. "I had a bad dream," he said. "I'm glad you're okay." I looked up at him with a confused look and he blushed a little. "Sorry, it was nothing. That was weird of me. I'm glad you're okay." I smiled at him. "No it's okay, Luke. Thanks for checking on me." I winked as he blushed again and then I walked out of the kitchen to check on Sophia. She was still sleeping, but I got some fresh pajamas ready for her, since we weren't planning on leaving the house today.

"Hey guess what," Luke said as he walked into the living room a moment later. "I just got a text, I don't have to work today. I guess they were over staffed so I'm off today! Wanna go to a movie or something?" Sophia eyes were just starting to open, and at the thought of going to see a movie, she started screeching excitedly. We both laughed and I picked out different clothes for her, this time, ones she could wear out. Luke and I were already, and as I got Sophia dressed, he made three bowls of strawberry shortcake, which we ate in the living room while we watched Frozen- again.

We cleaned up the kitchen and I gave Sophia some more pain killers and fluids, and then we left for the cinema around 11:15. We didn't know what we wanted to see, but I suggested La La Land and Luke tried to hide his excitment. My guess was that he'd already seen it at least twice.

We got barely a block from home when something went very wrong. Soph, who'd been quiet the whole walk, suddenly began choking. Her face was red and she was having trouble breathing. Luke panicked. I called 911. They said it would be a half hour. Luke wouldn't have that. I went to the house and got the car. We arrived at the hospital thirty five minutes later. Sophia was not okay. She lost conciousness as we entered the emergency wing. Everything was fast-paced. She got into an examining room and I held Luke back as he fought me to be by her side. She had an operation that night to close a small hole in her right lung. I knew this operation was fairly routine, but even knowing the odds were in Sophia's favor, I couldn't help but lose it on the inside. I couldn't let it show; I had to keep it together, for Luke. In the waiting room, beside me, Luke broke down. His head was in his hands and he'd stopped trying to hide the fact that he was crying. I reached over and took one of his hands. As soon as he felt it, he practically dove to the side and buried his head in my shoulder. He wrapped his arms around mine and cried. I stood up, leading him to stand as well. I looked into his eyes and took his hand firmly. Without a word, I began walking further into the hospital. He followed, still holding my hand tightly.

We reached a locked set of stairs and I retrieved my ID from my pocket, which I'd grabbed when I got the car from the house. Luke looked surprised as the door opened to the narrow staircase. I led him up it and the door shut behind us.

"But Soph-" he choked out.

"It's okay," I said. "She'll be in surgery for a other half hour. Relax." We continued up the stairs and I opened the door at the top. I stepped aside to let Luke exit first. He stepped into the roof of the hospital, which was colored red and green thanks to the flower beds covering most of the space. I'd planted these here months before, and visited during my work days to relax or during my break. This area overlooked the city beyond. We could see the canal in the distance, shops, restaurants, cars, people... It never failed to amaze me how everything looked so peaceful from here. All the busy people, loud cars, traffic jams; everything was slow motion and quiet. From here you couldn't hear the car horns or brakes screech. You couldn't feel the shoulders brushing your own as you walked in packs to get where you were going. You couldn't smell the tar or the food trucks; you couldn't taste the stale air and smoke. It was distant, or was quiet, it was peace. It was my favorite place. I watched Luke lean over the railing and take it in. We saw a boat make its way under a bridge. We felt the breeze from a low helicopter. We waited until every sence had been established and then we turned to go.