"It's Something" # 1- Something Crazy: Luke Hemmings [ completed ]

Chapter 3: French Toast

A/N: Okay, I'm not Australian, so sorry if I offend any Aussies out there. When I made this chapter, I didn't expect anyone to be reading, so let alone people from Australia reading it xD It's humor purposes

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"Lani.." I heard, and a slight push. I moaned, and covered my face, "Whaaat..."

"Get up." It turned out to be my Uncle Ben, and I groaned, "No."

"Come on, you gotta make breakfast." Uncle ben took off my blanket, and I covered my face, "WHY MEEEE?!"

"Because," He sat on the coach and put his hand on my shoulder, "I miss your cooking." I rolled my eyes, "I haven't cooked in forever, moron. Ever since Rachel came in my life, I haven't cooked anything in a really long time."

"I know, but Rachel isn't here soo...." He got up and pulled me up, "I want you to cook for me and the boys."

"Where are we?" I asked him and he said, "I stop at a random town. We're almost to San Francisco. I want you to go the grocery store."

"Just me?"

He nodded, and smiled at me, "Pwease?"

"UGH." I groaned, "FINE."

"Love you, niece." Uncle kissed my forehead, and I waved him away. I stretched and rubbed my eyes to feel more refreshed. When my vision was all clear, I looked around and remembered I'm on a tour bus with 5SOS who are still snoring away.

I grabbed my bag and bathroom essentials so I can clean myself up. I took a quick shower, brushed my teeth, washed my face, and changed into my clothes which was just a plain black shirt from Target, and jeans since I'm apparently going to Grocery store since we have NOTHING in this bus. I walked out and my uncle just shook his head at me, "Always such a joy seeing you all dressed up."

"I'm going to a grocery store to buy food. Not going to Prom and getting laid."

My uncle shook his head, "Feisty as ever."

I started drying my hair with a towel, "Do you have the money?"

He nodded, and gave me his wallet, "There's 300$ in there, don't go overboard."

"I'll try not to." I rolled my eyes at him. Once my hair was dry, I took my hoodie, phone and headphones, put on my vans, and headed out.

I was walking to the grocery store when I put on my hoodie or what I thought was my hoodie. It was long as fuuu, and the sleeves pass my hands. "What the hell..." I looked at the sleeves, "What is this? Tumblr?" I thought to myself. I shrugged, ignoring the fact I'm wearing someone else's hoodie since I'm already close to the grocery store.

"Okay," I took out my phone, making a list, "What should I get?"

I put in eggs, butter, milk, pancake batter, bread, bacon, syrup, and you know, more food. When I was done making the list, I put my phone in my pocket and started blasting Break Your Little Heart by All Time Low. I got a cart and started strolling around to find the things I need.

As I was at the freezer section, I was trying to look for some frozen waffles for days when I tend to be lazy. Then all of the sudden, I felt someone grab my shoulder. Out of habit, I took that hand, twisted it, and pushed the person against the freezer door.

I got a more clear look of the stranger, and recognized the blonde hair from anywhere.

"LUKE." I groaned, and let him go, "Don't scare me like that!!" Luke turned laughing, "Man, you sure got some grip."

"I'm sorry!" I looked at his wrist which was bright pink because of my grip, "Does it hurt?" I took his hand and checked to see if I hurt him anywhere.