Amnesia (Luke Hemmings fan-fic)

Chapter 31

I wake up in a cold, white room. I felt a pair of cold hands on my skin and warm breath accompanying it. my eyes meet the warm but child object. There sits a passed out Luke. Luke.. what did I feel for him? Was it friendship or was it a relationship? Honestly, I want sure... Yeah he made me feel good about myself, and when we kissed there was fireworks and butterflies.. That's something that's supposed to happen, right? Then I feel him arouse ", Good morning sleepy head." I say messing up his hair. "YOU'RE FINALLY AWAKE!" He practically yells as he jumps on me and engulfs me in a hug. "Where is everyone else?" I ask in fear that he's going to ask about my dad. "Outside the room. Do you want me to go get them?" he asks standing up. "Yeah, can you call Val to come?" I ask sitting up. "Mhm."he hums walking out of the room. "OH MY GOD GRACE! YOU'RE AWAKE!" Calum's familiar voice runs through the room. "Yeah, I am. How long have I been out?" I ask opening my arms getting ready for Calum's embrace. "For about four hours.." Michael's quiet voice says from behind Ashton and Luke. "oh..." I say running a hand through my hair. suddenly I feel really tired again.. "guys I'm really tired again. Is that normal?" I say rubbing my hand against my forehead. "Go get the nurse." Luke says and that's when Ashton runs out of the room. I give into the desire of sleepiness and close my eyes. I drift off into the comfortable darkness.

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Luke's POV

"GRACE WAKE UP! PLEASE!" I yell resting my head on her stomach and letting my tears fall into the blanket. "Luke?" I hear a females voice calls from behind me. I turn around to see a girl a little taller than Grace, she looked nothing like her though. She had short jet-black hair, bright blue eyes -kinda like mine- and a little bit of acne. I noticed that she had her septum pierced, she had gages, a chest tattoo, and a full sleeve. "Who are you?" I ask cautiously off the woman standing in front of me. "Hi, my name is Emile.. I'm Grace's sister.." she says add her blue eyes meet my identical ones. "What?" I say confused especially since she looks nothing like the girl laying on the bed. "I know I look nothing like her, but I was adopted.. I'm actually her cousin, get parents took me in when I was sixteen.. Grace was only ten, she was so sweet, pure, and innocent... Then dad died when she was 14 and I left.."she says as a tear runs down her face.

"It's Emile, right?"

"Yeah."

"Hi, I'm Luke.. I'm good friends with your sister. I'm actually in love with her..."

"Well I know who you are, when dad died she found you and shut everyone out. You claim to love her? You better be sure before you tell her that, she's had too many people say that and then leave. I'm one of those people.." she says going to get sisters side and moving a stand of hair out of her face and behind her hair.

"What do you mean?"

"Dad died and I stayed for about six months to keep an eye on her, she was just a baby.. so innocent and then changed to someone who scarred her wrist and turned to get music.. then I decided that there was nothing I could do so I moved to North Dakota.. It probably wasn't the best move to do, considering she looked up to me and then I just... I just abandoned her..." she says between sobs.

"Oh, I did-"

"Emile?" I hear her sweet, scratchy voice say.

"Grace, I'm here now. Don't worry." Emile says as her sobbing body engulfs the fragile and sobbing body on the bed.