Catherines's POV
*next day when final bell rings*
I'm walking with Luke, Ashton, and Jazzy when my phone got a text message from some unknown number.
"Meet me at the back of the school if you want to know everything" the message said. I stood in my tracks.
"Hey you coming" Luke said. "Huh oh yeah I'll catch-up with y'all later" I said and walked to the back of the school.
Calum's POV
I texted Catherine so she could know how terrible Luke is. He could do the same to her.
I turn around when I hear the door open and Catherine is there. I do have to admit she is a beautiful girl but not my type.
"So what happened. Why is Luke so scared of you" Catherine said. "I want you to know who Luke really is" I told her as she had a face of confusion.
"4 years ago Luke was dating my sister Mali. I hated him. Cause of what he would do to kids at the school. One day at school I was walking to my class and I turned a corner and saw Luke kissing another girl" I saw her facial expression change. "My sister ended up turning the corner too and her face dropped. Luke saw her and all he did was laugh at her. One day I came home and called for her. Nothing just silence. I went up to her room and she was.....was dead. Since then it's been my plan to make his life a living hell."
I turned around and looked at her and saw tears going down her face. "Why would luk-" "cause he's a dick. He only cares about himself. " I interrupted her.
The bell rang and she said she had to get to class.
*Catherine's POV*
After the bell rang I started to walk to class and started thinking about what Calum said. What if Luke does that to me? What if I'm just all part of a stupid game? So many questions went through my head. One thing I did know is that Luke will never change.
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Never(Luke hemmings fanfic)
Hayran KurguThis is my first time hope you like it....... Catherine was just your average girl but she was bullied by Luke hemmings and abused by her parents. She cuts and sometimes tries to kill her self but something or someone always stops her.
