Back for you|| Harry Styles and Luke Hemmings

Chapter 82

LUKE'S POV:

the sun's light burned my eyes, I still want to sleep but now i can't the sun ruined my morning, I opened my eyes and I look at the ceiling for the moment.. I'm still so tired and yet we still have to go to the studio and record some songs, it's kinda tiring, but we really have to do this, I'm happy that we got signed to a record company it really means to us, to me this is what i promised to aleisha that i'm gonna be succesful in the future, so far in the past months we released some music videos and i was so glad about the views, i didn't even expect that kind of views.. That boy from an old room with a pink speaker and strums his guitar and sing in front if his computer is gone.. but he will be a legend, a history to me, well that boy is me i will never forget that boy who had this chubby cheeks and that low voice that doesn't go with his face and age but hey i'm hella cute when i was a child maybe i should stop i feel weird to myself now..wait did lizzie really came last night or just a dream? if it was just a dream then why i am on my bed? maybe i just walk here and past out? I grab my phone from the side of my head and read our conversation all over again, she didn't even replied anymore, she really didn't came last night, all the muscle i pulled yesterday didnt get any hug from the girl i really love, I really waited for her and she disappointed me, i think there's no reason she can say today, well she's done to the project and all what's the reason? why didnt she showed up?I blink few times and my eyes are really heavy I putted my hand on my head and started to rub it, I sit up straight and my room is clean? why is it clean? my shoes are neatly arrange from the side my guitar bag is properly hang, my lyrics from me and the boys' song and covers are on the table, who cleaned this? mom? I mean it's really impossible to be elizabeth she didnt came last night? I check my phone expecting for lizzie's text but it was ashton's

"bro, im gonna pick you up at 9!" what time is it though? i check my phone again and it's just 7:45 I can really say that ashton is not that excited for the band meeting really, it's too early i have alot of time to get ready, I push all my hair up and sigh before i get out of my bed, I stretch my arm up before I walk towards the bathroom but I ended up on tripping to something large my cheek hitted on to the ground I moan in pain and I heard someone shouted out of pain it's a girl's voice my foot hurts.. I push myself up and rub my cheek before I turn around and it is a girl her hair messily bunned up she's wearing a sweater, leggings with some black lowcut converse but I cant see her face she's facing the opposite direction of me, but she looks so familiar she's curl up in a ball her hands hugging her stomach and her raspy voice is all i can hear I can't move i just ended up on staring her

"I- can't- bre-breath-" she says. what do I do? is it my fault? why is she sleeping on my floor anyway

"I- I-" I can't continue what im gonna say am i even going to say something? she turns to my direction and my eyes wide as I first see her face

"Elizabeth" I gasp, my heart is racing as I crawl my way to her

"are you okay?!" I ask and she didn't answer she just continue to hug her stomach ofcourse not you idiot you just kicked her stomach my subconscious says, but I didnt mean it I grab her legs and her neck before I stood up and softly putted her down on my bed, after 20 seconds she takes a heavy breath before she sits straight thank god I sigh before I look at her again

"can I see it?" I look down to her stomach before i look up to her face, she nods and raise her sweater I don't even see anything it's pretty normal no redness or bruise.. nothing

"I can't see anything, It's freaking fine" I softly say as I pull her sweater down as she smirks

"Yeah it doesn't, but I had I hard time breathing a while ago" she says on a flat tone, I can't describe her expression not even a smile or a frown I can't even look at her for 5 seconds straight I still feel guilty