You're My Hero - A Luke Hemmings Fan Fic. 5 Seconds Of Summer - HOLD

Chapter 14

It's been one week since the sleep over. No one has seen Michael, or actually heard from him. Everyone has been trying to contact his phone, but there was no answer. They went to his house, and was no where to be found. His parents didn't know where he was. It was like he disappeared from the edge of the earth. Everyone was getting worked up about it, but knowing Michael he was probably staying round a friends house.

"Luke, I'm so worried..What if he's..You know.."  I spoke, with a fragile voice. I haven't got much sleep over the past few days, I've just been so concerned about Michael. Words really can't describe how worried I am, I know he can take care of himself, but this just has never happened before.

"Lay, don't think like that, Mike can take care and protect himself if he does get into any trouble. i'm sure he will turn up in a few days" Luke replied. I don't know why but Luke has seem to be acting very differently since michael left. It's as if he hiding something from me, but is afraid to tell me.

"Luke? Are you alright? You seem to be acting a bit different lately.."

"I'm- I'm fine, I'm gonna go out to the shops, do you want anything?" I shook my head 'no' and sighed, walking over to the sofa and lying down. I reached my phone out of my pocket and checked for any messages before calling Michael.

-Ring-Ring ring- Ring- da ding a bling bling ring-

"Hello?"

"Micha-"

"This is Michael here. Sorry I can't answer the phone at the moment, I will ring back as soon a possi-" i hung up and sighed. I swear when he gets back I will kill him.

But what if he doesn't come back?

I was just about to turn the TV on when there was a knock on the door. I got up and walked over to the door and opened it. 

"I need you to sign this." A forty year old postman said. I signed the paper and he gave me a package. Well he was happy. I shut the door and took the package inside. It was a pretty small box, probably one inch tall and as big as my hand. It was addressed to me, but it came to Luke's address? 

I opened up the package, which revealed a black box. I opened the box and inside was a piece of paper and a necklace. The necklace was a goldish colour, with the Mocking jay pendant, like katniss had in the Hunger Games, but on a necklace. Who was this from?

I looked at the letter, and it read:

Dear Layla,

It's Michael. If you have noticed, I haven't been around, nor have been in contact with anyone. I've decided to have a little break as I needed to clear my mind for a bit. You're the only person I'm talking to at the moment, so please don't tell anyone about this letter. I want you to come and see me when you get this letter; I'm living above the beach cafe on Cabot path? Meet me there as soon as possible, I need to speak to you.

From

       Mike.

I'm so confused. Why would Michael move there? It's like half an hour away. And why is he only speaking to me? Has something gone on between him and the boys? What's actually going on?

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I took a bus to the other side of town as I couldn't drive as I had no car, and I had no one else to take me. I was now walking towards the beach cafe. At first I was a bit confused how to get up to the house, then I realized I had to go round the back and go up the stairs there. I knocked on the door and there was no answer. I knocked harder, and then I heard some rustling about. I could see a figure coming towards the door. They unlocked it and opened the door. As soon as I made sure it was the right person, I pushed my self into their arms.

"Michael Gordon Clifford, if you dare not to make contact with us ever again and suddenly disappear I will cut your head off OK" A lot of stress was took off my shoulders as I could actually see Michael was alright and living.

Michael pulled away and pulled me into his home. "I'm sorry, I just need a little break.." he said while walking into the front room. His home wasn't very big, as it was of course on top of a small cafe. "Sit down" he said smiling a bit. I sat down on one of the two sofas, he sat down on the other.

"Michael, what is it that you want to talk about?" I said. He looked down at his hands, he looked unsure of what to do. 

"Lay..

I'm in love with you."

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Okay so this was the crappiest chapter of my life. I'm so sorry, I might delete it and re do it idek.

Yes don't shout at me I haven't updated in ages I'm sorry. If you haven't read it yet, read the last non-chapter thing I put up, it's pretty important.

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