"Just pull the hair through, like this." She said, showing him once again how to use a hair straightener. Except this time, he actually did it right.
"Yes!" They both shouted, him in victory and her in pride for him. He continued, and she did her makeup. It was silent, until Luke spoke up.
"I should get myself one of these things." He said, and she laughed.
"Who knows? Maybe I'll get you one for your birthday." She said, and he pumped his fist in the air.
"You do this everyday?" He asked, already getting bored with his task.
"Every single day." She confirms., and he groans.
"I feel bad for you." He says, and she rolls her eyes.
"Hey, at least I look good." She says, and he hold his free hand up to his heart.
"I am truly offended." He said, and she snickered.
"Sorry, Hemmings." She said, putting on her mascara.
"Blaze, I'm sorry but I'm never doing this again." He said and she laughed.
That was the first (and last) time Luke Hemmings ever did her hair.
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55 Days with Luke Hemmings
Fanfiction"Where am I supposed to start? Wow. I love you. I love you so much that it hurts. Okay, maybe that's the cancer."
