everything i didn't say » luke hemmings (book 2)

seven

There's two days until the tour starts. I can't decide if I'm extremely excited or if I'm extremely nervous. There's pros and cons, like there is for anything.

I've been waiting since forever to meet One Direction. They make really catchy music, and from what the boys said, they're really cool dudes. Plus I've never heard a British accent before in real life.

The downfall is I'm already feeling homesick. I've never been away from home this long. To be completely honest, I've really only had sleepovers. Never have I been away from my mom days at a time.

So far I've learned how to surf, and we visited Universal studies. I even bought a fake wand! It looks exactly like the elder wand Dumbledore used.

I still can't comprehend how my four idiotic best friends made it this far.

Currently I am lying on my bed. The guys decided to have a boys night. Don't ask me what they're doing, because I have no idea. The crew is at the bar having a relaxing night before these next chaotic weeks.

I think I'm starting to like Luke. These past few days him and I have been super close...like, closer than two "just friends." The fake-dating thing definitely doesn't help anything, it's just bringing us closer than usual.

Yesterday, the boys and I baked brownies. Luke and I were left alone in the kitchen for two seconds and we had a huge flour and egg battle. We had to tell the boys I slipped and fell on top of Luke and we both spilled the contents of the bowl onto our clothes.

Also the other day we went to the music store. Luke helped me find some new bands to listen to. We spent that whole night talking about bands and shit.

Needless to say a crush is developing. On my best friend. And, I mean, how have I not liked him before?

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"Tatum!" Mikey drags out the m and I groan. The monsters are back.

"What?!" I call back.

"Come down here! We have something for you," Ashton answers.

I place my notebook under my pillow and tumble down the steps. The boys are unloading some groceries in the kitchen.

"You requested to see me?" I plop on the couch and rest my feet on the coffee table.

Calum walks by and puts them back on the floor like a strict mother would. He even threw in a stern look making it adorably funny.

"Well, we got you something special," Luke sits next to me.

"I want to know what it isss," I say.

"Calum! Where's the gift?" Ashton yells into the kitchen.

"It's in the bag on the table," he replies.

Mikey grabs the bag and they all circle around me. He hands over the bag and I nervously take it.

"Does it bite?" I ask. They all bust out laughing and shake their heads.

I open up the bag and see a book. The front says 'Oh, the places you'll go!' I open it up and see pictures of all of us when we were younger. Pictures of us in a fort, at kindergarten graduation, and doing who knows what. I start tearing up and flip through the pages.

All of us gradually grow older. My hairdos get more complicated, the guys were getting taller and our faces look completely different.

The pictures further in the book are more recent. Calum and I playing chicken. Luke and I with Sully. Mikey and I cuddling. Ashton teaching me how to play the drums. By now I'm full blown crying.

"Thank you guys so much. I love it," They bring me in for a big group hug.

"We're glad you like it. We wanted to do it just in case we grow apart on this trip, which I doubt we will. The day we stop hanging out with Tatum is the day we go to jail," I giggle and bring Mikey in for a huge hug.

"I love you," I whisper in his ear. I am the closest to him.

"I love you too," We pull away and I wipe away my tears.

"I'm going up to bed. G'night everybody!" I kiss each of their cheeks and walk up stairs.

I shower, change into my pajamas, and lay down. Why did I get so lucky to have these four amazing fools as my best friends?

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what girl are you? im a cake girl but im a closeted mikey girl. (sorry ash still love u boo boo)

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