"Holy shit! Wake her up, Mikey!" somebody shouted, rudely waking me up.
"What is up with you boys and and waking me in unpleasant ways?" I groan and sit up.
"We have some good news and some bad news," Cal starts off. "Good news is we have our own house for the next few weeks! Instead of staying in a cramped hotel with every crew member and stuff, they got us our own house!" he exclaims and the rest of the band cheers, as if it were rehearsed.
"Bad news is the car has broken down. We're about twenty minutes from the house, so we'll have to walk..." Ash informs me.
"Oh, great," I sigh. I collect my must-haves and start moving towards the door.
"You look really tired. Do you think you can make it?" Luke asks. Why is he being so...boyfriend-like? Nobody's around.
"Uh, yeah. I hardly got any sleep on the plane. You are a bunch of ear-piercing teenage boys," I chuckle at my use of big words-well, big to me-and Luke looks at the ground.
"I can carry you, if you'd like. I mean, if you don't mind-I meant, you know, if you're still tired-" I cut him off with a loud yawn.
"Please?" Luke starts out by giving me a piggy back ride. Soon after he switches so he's holding me like a baby. Then, awkwardly enough, god bless him, he held me like we were having a snog session.
Confused? Let me paint you a picture: I'm facing him, his arms under my bum and thighs, my head on his shoulder. Thank goodness Luke has such a sweet soul.
"Ahh! We're here!" Mikey cheers and runs to the cute house. It looks about two levels high with a small front yard.
Luke sets me down and they all run into the house. It's very small and cozy. Perfect.
There are three bedrooms. One bedroom has a set of bunk beds, one has a full size bed, and the other has a twin sized bed.
"Situation. Only four beds..." Cal announces.
"No shit, Sherlock. Mikey and I'll share the full size mattress," Ashton suggests.
"How about Tatum gets the full bed?" Mikey suggests.
"That's still one person without a place to sleep," Ashton points out.
"I'll sleep with her," Luke volunteers. I shoot him a look of sympathy and he avoids my gaze.
"Ooh! I guess it's settled. Mikey, you can take the twin bed since you are a beast in the morning," We all laugh at Calum's simile and part our ways.
"When's the stuff getting here?" I ask Luke. He's taking a look around the master room.
It's not that big, to be honest. There's a full size bed, a TV mounted on the wall, and a small dresser in one corner.
"No idea. Hopefully sometime tonight so I can-nevermind," Luke cuts himself off.
"You didn't have to share the room with me. I could've taken the twin bed," I say to him.
"It's fine, Tatum. We're friends, right? Besides, I'll take the floor. I'm afraid we won't both fit on the mattress," I open my mouth to respond but Luke is already out the door.
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this is super short lol.
cake is so important though !!!
question- cashton, malum, or cake?
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everything i didn't say » luke hemmings (book 2)
Fanfictionbook two of four // 'over the years' series. takes place circa 2013. (please keep in mind I wrote this when I was 13/14 and am now 18. don't judge.)