Games Gone Wrong (Luke Hemmings FanFic)

Chapter 12

Games gone wrong 12

Falling asleep wasn't so easy. All I could think about was Luke. I know I shouldn't, but he's always there for me and I'm just so rude back. And now that I'm not with Jesse I should cut him some slack.

Tweet!, my phone buzzed.

I picked it up to find it was Jesse messaging me.

'Hey Em I'm so so so sorry. I just lost control please em. I luv u!'

...I didn't reply. He doesn't love me. He luv's me.... There's a difference. Love is real love that is unconditional. Luv is just pretend, a fake of the real word.

Tweet! My phone buzzed again. This time is was Luke.

'Want to come over to mine tomorrow and we can watch a movie?!?!'

'What movie?!'

'Insidious!'

'I don't think so Luke. Sorry :/'

'Fine! We can watch frozen.'

'I'll be there at 10'

'Sweet!'

Luke shocks me sometimes. I didn't think tattoo and pierced up Luke Hemmings would want to watch a Disney movie. But... I'm just gonna role with it.

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"Wake up Emma, your starting to get lazy!" Mum barged into my room. She quickly snapped the blinds open so that the light shot in. I turned over to look at the time on the my clock. It was 8:30.

"Are you serious mum! It's 8:30 in the morning. I'd like to sleep in once in a while!" I yelled back while I lifted the covers over my head. I got no reply. She had left my room.

"Ugh!" I grunted.

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"Hello!" I smiled at Luke. He was still in his boxer shorts and he had no shirt on. I didn't know that the new Luke Hemmings worked out either.

"Come in." He said while rubbing his eyes. I walked into the kitchen unsure of where I was meant to go.

"Have you had breakfast yet?" Luke moved around getting juice out of the fridge and cereal out of the cupboard.

"Yeah. I had toast before I came." I found myself uncomfortable in Luke's house. The last time I was here, Luke was crying his eyes out and that bought back bad memories.

Luke just nodded and grabbed his bowl of cereal and walked down the hall. I followed, shuffling my feet along the floorboards. The pictures were gone. And the colour on the walls had changed. They were now a dark brown, with a tinge of purple. Luke went into his old room. Obviously it was still his. He sat on his bed, with his bare back resting on the wall behind him. His room was different too. Now there was a double bed, with a black head board. His sheets were dark too but his walls were beige. I think. I couldn't really tell with the amount of band posters that covered it. The whole time I was shifting my eyes around the objects of his room, his eyes were boring holes into my head.

"What?" He spoke with his mouth half full.

"Nothing... It's just that the last time I was here... Don't worry." I moved my body so that it wasn't facing his. Suddenly I felt very vulnerable.

"You know you can sit on my bed. It doesn't bite. Or smell... I hope." I laughed at his slight embarrassment, because he's unsure if his bed smells.

"Just for the record. It doesn't." I said while sitting on the very corner of the bed. Luke looked at me, giving that 'are you serious' face.

"Ok seriously, spill!" Luke got off the bed and started putting in the movie disc into to DVD player. Which was opposite from where he was sitting. Which means that if I was to watch the movie. I would have to move and sit next to where Luke was sitting.

"I just wanted to say thank you... For what you did yesterday." I said looking at my hands. Embarrassed to meet his eyes.

He grabbed the remotes off his bed side table and moved into the spot he was in before.

"Come here." He said while pulling in my hand. I moved so that there was a good gap between us. But he closed that gap and intertwined out hands together. They sat in his lap.

"You don't need to thank me." At this point he was looking straight into my eyes. It felt like he was lurking through my soul. Trying to find answers.

Music started to blast from the TV. I jumped and looked to see it wasn't Frozen that we were watching.

We were watching Insidious.