The bridge *Luke Hemmings/5sos*

Chapter 3

I woke up, forgetting I wasn't in my own bed and flung my arms. Hitting someone. I shot up, I rubbed my eyes and looked over to see Luke pouting.

"What was that for?" He asked pouting. I giggled.

"I forgot I was in your bed... Sorry!" I said. I breathed in the smell of pancakes. Wait, who in the world in in our house? I ran downstairs to see a tall brunette standing at the stove. I ran up to her and hugged her. 

"Hello dear. How are you?! How dare you leave and dont have much contact with us! We thought you were dead or something!" My mother laughed. 

"Well,I'm not! Did you bring Alex?!" I asked, She nodded and pointed towards the living room. I ran into the living room and jumped on my brother that is two years younger than me. He's fifteen, he's still really protective though! He laughed and hugged back.

"Analeigh!" He smiled. 

"Alex!" I breathed. "Got a girlfriend yet?!" I asked, knowing that he hates when I ask that. He smiled.

"Same old Analeigh, but yes, actually. Her name is Bethany, I call her Bethan.." He smiled. 

"Aw! Lukey come here!" I yelled. Alex looked at me suspiciously when I said Lukey. 

"Are you and Luke a thing?!"He asked quietly. I giggled.

"No! He hates it when I call him that!" I laughed. Alex laughed too as Luke entered the room. 

"Yeah, what'd you want, Anal?" Luke smirked. I screwed my face up. 

"EWW!" I said, laughing. "Little Alex's got a girlfrieend!" I added. "Her names Bethany but he calls her Bethan! Cutee!" I added again. Luke laughed and smiled.

"Aw!" Luke cooed. I stood up and walked over to where Luke was. He wrapped his arms around my waist and put his head in the crook of my neck.

"See this is why I thought you two were a couple! The nicknames. YOU WERE IN HIS BED THIS MORNING." Alex said pointing at me. I blushed, Luke did too.

"Its not like we did anything!" I said, laughing a bit.

"Sure sure." Alex rolled his eyes playfully and went back to the tv. I thew a throw pillow at him.. (Get it ;) Yeah I'm not funny.) It hit him in the head and I laughed.

"Aye!" He yelled. I laughed, he went to throw it back at me but Luke swung me around and placed me behind him.

"You'll have to go through me first." Luke said in a fake deep voice making us crack up. 

"Luke, come and get your cheese and vegemite sandwhich!" Mum called. He ran off and dropped me to the ground. 

I looked to my brother who smirked. I went to say something but instead  I run to my room. I try to shut the door but it bursts open and makes me go flying onto my bed. Alex then comes bounding over and jumps on top of me. He was hitting me while I was trying to protect myself with my hands. I ended up getting enough muscle and pushing him off to the ground. He was just lying there. I then got off my bed and lay on top of him- In starfish form. He grabs my waist, pushes me into the air and threw me onto the bed.

"Analeigh, you're so skinny! You weigh nothing. Are you eating properly?" Alex asks, now kind of concerned. 

"Yeah! Of course. I guess I'm just really light weighted?!" I said.

"Yeah, but my hands fit around your waist. If I were to make a C with my hand, It would fit around your waist without having fat hanging out at the front. You're so skinny, I think you're even skinnier than my 15 year old girlfriend." He says. I slap him.

"No! I'm pretty sure she'd be skinnier than me." I said, He shook his head. I rolled my eyes.

"Okay then." I said walking up to my full length mirror. I lifted up my fuzzy sweater and looked at my stomach. 

"See, not that skinny." I said.

"Youuu aree!!" Luke chimmed in. When did he get there.

"Kay then. LETS GO EAT SOMETHING." I said, running out of my room and downstairs.

"She's clearly eating." Alex said. I made my way back to the kitchen and sat on the barstool. Mum placed my food in front of me. I looked to my left and saw Luke and to my right I saw Alex. Mum was standing at the counter. 

"Did you want to sit, mum?" I asked. She shook her head, taking a sip of orange juice. Did she bring that?! I didn't think we had orange juice, but hey I don't know. I started eating and my god do I miss my mothers cooking?! 

My mum is great at cooking, she's a chef actually. She's only 32! She had me when she was 15. Yeah, she wasn't on Teen Moms though (I wrote (Moms)because thats how they write it :) ) And mainly because that show came out three years ago, not seventeen years ago. 

By now I had eaten half of my pancakes. I was full. "Mum, Luke, Alex do any of you's want these??" I asked. Mum shook her head. Luke also did the same. But Alex on the other hand snatched my plate away. I put my hands up in defence. "Kay." I said, getting up and walking to the fridge to get a water. I shut the fridge and ran upstairs to grab my phone. Once I got it I went back down to the kitchen. I sat back where I was previously and scrolled through my twitter. The usual hate. The usual nice comments, I favorited all the nice ones and retweeted them. I even followed a few. I went on tumblr next. Scrolling and scrolling I find something cool. Its one of those huge paragraph screenshots. I was reading it and it was quite hilarious.

*An hour later.*

"Bye mum and Alex!" I waved them off and went back inside. Its just about to be lunch time. 

"Luke! Do you have anything planned for today?!" I yelled.

"Yeah, the fair down at the beach has opened up! Michael, Calum and Ashton are going to be there, with their dates. So do you want to come?!" He yelled back, I did a little happy dance and waited for him to come down. I haven't been to a fair since I was little! 

"Yeah! Let me just get changed." I said, pulling my long hair away from my chest and looking down at the sweats I was wearing. I ran upstairs and started getting dressed. I put on a pink fluffy knit jumper, I grabbed a pair of White skinny jeans, I also grabbed a spare leather jacket. I grabbed my sandals and threw it all on. I just brushed my hair and shook my curls around to my perfection (how I like it.) I put on some mascara, blush, bronzer, eye liner, and white primer. In the corners of my eyes (closer  to the nose.) I put some greyish blackish eye shadow, and in the creases of my eyes I put a brownish color, it may sound horrible but it actually looks nice, and added a little concealer under my eyes.

I grabbed my phone and ran downstairs, almost tripping. These stairs are dangerous! I sat on the lounge for a while,waiting for Luke. He came down moments later. "Michael is coming to pick us up." He said, sitting right next to me. He sat up against the arm chair and layed his legs out. He patted his lap. I layed my head down and he played with my hair.

"Are you okay? You've seen a bit down lately." Luke asks. I smile knowing theres atleast one person in the world that cares besides family.

"Yeah, just the hate. It doesn't really bother me." I said, while I was explaining his eyes went from my lips to my eyes back to my lips. Thats not usual. I shook it off a bit. "Its the things they say that scares me. Sometimes they say like you dont even want to live with me, you just do because you don't want to be alo--" I was cut off by Luke's lips pressing against mine.

(http://www.tumblr.com/search/cute+teenaged+boys THIS IS ALEX BTW!)!