Fake (Luke Hemmings)

Chapter Twenty Five ~ It's Ten In The Fucking Morning ~

Chapter Twenty Five ~ It’s Ten In The Fucking Morning ~

*Luke POV*

I stumble into the hotel room totally wasted. The girl I was sneaking in with me was already taking half of the clothing she was wearing. I was pretty sure that she was a hooker but I could careless. The boys didn’t know what has been going on with me but I did know. We only had two more weeks left on this tour and I would go back home for a bit. So while the fun was lasting I was going to enjoy every minute of it. The girl lays on the bed and starts touching herself, I sit down on a chair and just watch because mainly I felt too lazy to take off my clothing. She screams for me to touch her but I just sit there looking. I think she got the message because she stood up and stripped me out of my clothing for me and started to work her magic. She was very good at what she did.

The next morning I wake up to some girl laying her head on my chest. Thank God last night would be the last time I would be staying here. This morning we would all get on the bus and leave to the next city. Slowly I get up and get all my things to leave. Once I was out of the room I pull my hoodie over my head and make my way to the tour bus. Once I was inside I wait for the other boys to come in. Sure enough they did and I smile at them. They all thought I was doing great but they didn’t know that I would sneak out every night and hook up with random girls. We all talk and my phone goes off. Looking at it my heart dropped to my stomach and I stand up to talk alone. Elena.

“Hello?”

“Wow I thought you weren’t going to pick up the phone.”

“Well I did so what do you want?”

“There’s no need for you to be rude to me Lucas. I just called to ask you if you could do me a very big favor.”

“What kind of favor? It should be big because I haven’t heard from you in two months.”

“That’s the point. I need you to find Harry’s suitcase. Open it and on the left pocket there should be a ring. I need you to steal that ring.”

“Why the fuck would I steal a ring from Harry?”

“Because you asshole. That ring is MINE and it was my mother’s. I really need that ring.”

“How do I know that this just isn’t some trick?” It took Elena two hours to get me to do her dirty work.

 

Walking around the One Direction tour bus I see Harry’s suitcase. I was easy to find because the guy was simple and easy going with his traveling. I find the ring but Harry found me. He sits me down on the chair and I groan. Not in the mood today. Last night some hooker gave me a pound of weed and stupid me decided to smoke some. I was too high to care about anything. He paces back and forth and it was giving me a headache. Closing my eyes I rub my temples and trying to get rid of the head ache.

“Alright I’m going to ask you once more Luke. Why were you trying to steal this ring from my bag?” smart me I don’t look into his eyes. The guy was basically me at my age. The only difference? I don’t sleep with women who have kids or are old enough to be my mother. I shrug my shoulders and he makes me look at him. Fuck. “Holy shit are you high?” Busted.

 

Walking around the park with Harry Styles was not the first thing I planned today. I wasn’t high anymore but I wasn’t having the hunger cravings either. I felt fine. Harry on the other hand was ready to give me his huge “Don’t end up like me”  speech. He buys me a coffee which I took because he paid for it. We continue to walk around and Harry decides to grow some balls and starts talking.