When Things Fell Apart

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LUKE SERIES

"Hey y/n!" Liz exclaimed over the phone and I smiled, thinking how long it has been since I last spoke to Liz. 

 Since coming back home and Luke continued touring it meant things were difficult to maintain. I missed seeing Luke everyday and visiting his family when we could, so phone calls meant a lot at times. "Liz, how are things?" I asked, genuinely interested since the last few months have been filled with dull moments of watching Netflix and working alone. 

 "Yeah things have been good, we were all wondering when you last spoke to Luke." There was a long pause as I tried to think it through, when did I last speak to Luke? 

 "Well, I think it was probably a couple of days ago before their first show in the US?" I questioned myself and I heard a sigh on the over end. "Is there a problem?" I ask, concerned about Luke for a second. 

 "Oh it's no problem, he's just answering his phone and we just wondered if he had been on the phone to you." She was distracted, I could tell and immediately I pulled out my phone seeing my favourite picture of me and Luke. It was during our first night at his family's house, when I was so nervous to be there but his family treated me as their own. Liz was generous to me and we spoke all about my home life and growing up. I shake the thought so I can concentrate on calling Luke.

 "I'll give him a call now and get back to you as soon as I can, bye Liz." She hangs up and I put my house phone down and go to our room and call Luke. Hearing the endless rings I start feeling anxious. Suddenly the ringing comes to an end, I hear a tired groan but my heart lifts. "Luke," I begin, hoping he is feeling up to a chat, unsure if its in between shows. 

 "Y/n? Is that you?" He asks with a groggy voice, I instantly felt bad realising I woke him up. 

 "I'm so sorry for waking you Lukey." I sigh, bringing my knees to my chest. 

 "No no I was awake, I'm just surprised you wanted to talk to me." My mind goes blank as I think back to our last conversation. We didn't fight or have an argument so why wouldn't I want to speak to him? 

 "What do you mean?" I ask as I go down the stairs to make myself a drink. There was a pause on Lukes end and I heard a lot of movement going on, then a few murmurs and Mikes voice. Then silence and a loud sigh, making me feel a bit more uneasy than I possibly did before. 

"You, you haven't seen the news?" He was awkward, I could tell. 

"Why would I have seen the news?" I asked, he knew I wouldn't have. He paused as I walked away from the kitchen and to the living room, not taking this silence well I pulled a cushion to my chest and grabbed my laptop. 

 "Y/n, there's something I've got to tell you." He began and I felt incredibly scared. 

 "What? Did you kill someone, cheat on me?" I let out a dry laugh but Luke remained silent, my laugh died down as I heard a sigh. 

 "Y/n I'm so sorry-" I stopped him from continuing. 

 "You cheated on me?" I whispered, trying not to let it set in, scared if I admitted it then it would be true. "No just forget it Luke!" I started to yell, now feeling vulnerable to this. "You've been gone one month! One month Luke! You couldn't control yourself for more than one month?!" I was screaming at him, uncontrollably sobbing. 

 "It wasn't like that!" He yelled back, his voice breaking as he did so. 

 "Who is she?" But before he could answer I looked it up on my laptop. As the various pages pull up tears fall freely from my eyes. The one person I had suspected all along, he said they were just friends, that they didn't get to see her often so when they went to the states they had a laugh. "How long have you and Arzaylea been doing this?" I asked, demanding an explanation as I scrolled through an article.

 "It was a mistake, a really stupid mistake." He tried to explain himself but I didn't want to hear it. 

 "Forget it Luke, just call your mum. She wants to chat." With that I hung up the phone, throwing it across the sofa and sobbing into my cushion as I read the articles. 

 'Luke and y/n over?' 'Y/n remains silent on this spotting' 'Is this the end of the most loved couple?' 

 I slammed the laptop lid shut and tried not to think too hard about the whole thing. Getting up I ran to my room seeing all the pictures of us together, I couldn't take it. Grabbing each one I slammed it against the counter, seeing the glass smash and cut my skin but not caring. He was a liar, a complete cheat and obviously didn't care about a genuine person.

 Luke Hemmings was dead to me.


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