Love Will Destroy Us • «Hemmings»✔️

Chapter 8- You're my getaway.

Double update! Surprise :)

Song for this chapter: Disconnected- 5 Seconds of Summer

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LUKE'S POV:

Ashton was going on his and Caitlyn's first official date tonight, and I could tell he was nervous as fuck.

"Calm down, it'll be okay," I assured him.

"What if she doesn't like the date? What if she doesn't really like me?" he rambled on.

"Ashton, you're talking bullshit, you'll be fine," Calum spoke up.

"I'm just a little nervous," Ashton sighed.

"No shit," Michael agreed.

"I have to go pick her up in ten minutes," Ashton looked at the time.

"Go then! Go get your girl!" I practically pushed him out the front door.

He left, and the rest of us started to play FIFA.

"Why don't you invite Cel over? She can once again beat Mikey's ass in a game of FIFA," Calum laughed and Michael shot him a glare.

"That's a good idea," I dialed Celeste's number.

Calling... Cel (:

"Hey, Luke," she answered.

"Hi. Has Caitlyn left yet?" I wondered.

"No, Ashton's not here yet. He better hurry the fuck up," she replied.

"She nervous?" I asked.

"Yeah, she won't shut up. Caitlyn! I am on the damn phone!" Celeste yelled to her best friend.

"Ashton was the same way before he left," I laughed.

"I bet," she laughed with me.

"So, did you want to come over and hang out while playing a game of FIFA?" I changed the subject.

"Yeah. Tell Mikey it's game on," she told me.

"Will do," I smiled.

"See you in a few. Caitlyn, my gosh! Shut up and leave already!" Celeste was once again interrupted by her best friend.

"See you," I hung up.

I sat impatiently and waited for Celeste.

"She coming over?" Michael wondered.

"Yeah, she'll be over in a few," I nodded.

"Cool," he went back to the game.

I heard the front door slam about fifteen minutes later, and it was Celeste. She had about twenty bucks worth of Starbucks in her hands.

"I bring Starbucks!" she yelled.

"Yes!" Calum shouted.

Him and Michael grabbed a cup each and started chugging them down.

"Slow down, you'll get sick," I warned them.

"Don't care," Michael shrugged.

They went back to the game room to play FIFA, while I talked to Celeste.

"Hi," she gave me a small hug.

"Hi," I smiled. "Do you wanna play FIFA?"

"Now that I think about it, not really. I have a song I wanted to practice with you," she shook her head.