Don't Stop (5sos FanFiction)

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(SORRY ITS BAD LET ME KNOW ANY IDEAS TO MAKE IT BETTER :) THANK YOU)

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"C'mon, c'mon," I beg, watching the clock. The minutes tick by aimlessly. I stare down each and every second until the minute hand hits the 6. Tick-tock-tick-tock-tick-BRRIINNNNGGGGGG!!! "YES!" I shout, jumping out of my seat. I sped through the hallways as quick as possible, throwing my backpack over one shoulder. I bump into people by accident, but I don't care, I'm getting out of this place ASAP.

I slide down the railing of the stairs outside like everyday after school and sprint my way to the local pizza shop. "Hey Luke!" a girl calls to me from across the street. I flash her a smile and hear a scream soon after. I kind of have that effect on people. I slow down my pace and jog the rest of the way. The smell of pizza fills my nose and I sigh; it smells heavenly.

"Lucas! Hello! The usual?" Carlo sees me and shouts from the counter. I nod mt head and lick my lips, just waiting to taste the tomatoey and cheese heaven about to come. Then, as I'm about to get my order, the entrance door slams open. Everyone turns their heads to look at the young boy who just caught everyone's attention. He wore a black cutoff supplied with dark black skinnies and big clunky black boots. His hair matched his outfit, which had streaks of red flowing through every other piece. Carlo looked about ready to pee his pants. The boy wallked straight up to me and grabbed my plate, "Thanks," he smirked and walked out the door without another word.

After he left, the whole store seemed to have let out a huge breath of air, "What was that? Who was that?" I frantically asked for answers. Sure the guy was creepy, but it's not like he could actually hurt anyone. He was the same age as me or older.

"That's Michael. He likes to come in and not pay for anything. Don't mess with him, it's not worth it." Carlo wipes his hands dry after washing them and hands me another slice of pizza. I thank him and sit on the stool closest to the kitchen.

I thank Carlo once again after I'm finished with my slice of pizza, followed by two more. On the walk home, I see a boy about my age picking up trash on the side of the road. That's a good person if I've ever seen one. I jog back home letting my energy seep out so my mother doesn't freak out on me. Checking the time, I see that it's only going on five o'clock.

"Luke, dinner's ready!" My mother yells as soon as I slam the front door. "Not hungry mom! Thanks though!" I skip every other step and get to my bedroom. Seeing as I don't have any homework, I have nothing to do. I've already gone on Instagram, Twitter, even I looked at some Tumblr posts... Those were not pretty... They were kind of scary.

A knock sounds on my door, "Come in." I say and my mom sticks her head in. "Is there a reason you aren't eating? Are you becoming anorexic?" She gives me an evil stare.

"MOM! No! I just went to Carlo's after school and had like three slices of pizza. I'm sorry I didn't call you." I twiddle my thumbs and apologize to my mother. She ruffles my hair, I struggle to fix it, and end up failing.

"Oh that reminds me, Jack used the rest of your hair gel so either you have to make your own or go out without it. Night honey." My mom smiles and walks out the door. My jaw drops to the floor. Make my own hair gel? Damn. That's cruel. I'm going to kill Jack.