Unreliable (Punk Luke Hemmings)

Chapter 12

OH GOD GUYS I THOUGHT I HaD POSTED THIS CHAPTER LIKE A WEEK AND A HALF AGO BUT IT OBVIOUSLY DIDNT PUBLISH. IM SO SORRY.

a/n

my made up quote of the day-

"i walk into mi house and threw my bag at mi goldfish, he's such a little fuckn cunt"

bye. c h e e s e.

ALSO I CHANGED MY NAME ON HERE TO
JALEXFTCALUM

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Alex

Sing me to sleep, I'll see you in my dreams. Waiting to say, I miss you and I'm so sor-

The song that was flowing through my headphones was abruptly stopped, when the earbud that was cosily tucked in my ear fell out. I looked up through my hair, which had been tousled by the increasingly strong wind. I peered around and glanced at my surrounding, and saw that I had reached my, well Ashton's, house. I let out exasperated sigh, it had been a long day and I couldn't get Luke out of my mind. Even his name made my head hurt. I had been thinking about what had occurred earlier today non-stop. I found it hard to concentrate on what the teacher was saying through out the whole of my last lesson.

I fumbled with my keys and unlocked the front door, I immediately stepped inside and the warmth of the house engulfed me. The house was uncomfortably silent, so Ashton mustn't be home yet. I stopped for a minute and dropped my bag to my feet and kicked off my shoes. I threw my keys onto the small coffee table beside me, and the silence returned.

Luke's words were still replaying in my mind, and the quietness in the house wasn't helping me to distract myself. I knew I should go and shower and get something to eat, but all I wanted to do was free myself of these thoughts and sleep forever. I dragged my exhausted body up the steep stairs and turned the corner to get to my room.

The curtains were still drawn so the room was almost pitch black but I still managed to make out the shape of my small bed. I shrugged off my thin jacket then threw myself onto the mattress, the springs creaking loudly underneath my weight.

For a moment or two i just lay there, my body relaxing and the pounding in my head easing ever so slightly. But then it all came back. Everything that has happened since the day I met Luke to an hour ago when he found out my secret, this is all too stressful for me. Luke is so confusing, there's something he's not telling me. He made that obvious today. Luke is so intriguing, but he makes me so frustrated. There are so many emotions running through me right now, I don't know what to feel.

I can't think straight, I cant calm down. I don't even know what to do with myself right now, to be honest I was scaring myself right now. I felt like I couldn't control myself. Next thing I knew, I was getting up from my old mattress and making my way to my bathroom. I let my eyes wonder to my reflection in the mirror, what am I going to do?

In the corner of my eye I saw the shiny metal that had become my best friend. Maybe if I got rid of it Luke would forget what happened. I reached over and grasped the razor in my hand I squeezed it in my hand, not caring that it cut through my skin a bit. I looked down at it and saw a tear drop fall onto it. I walked over to my toilet, dropped it in, and let the light metal be taken away from me. (a/n did that even make sense?)

"Im home", my thoughts were interrupted by the familiar voice of Ashton.

I heard his heavy footsteps make their way up the stairs and across the landing to my bedroom. He knocked on the varnished door 3 times, and i speed walked over to my bed and pulled out my phone trying to make myself look busy.

"Come in", i yelled at him through the door.

The handle clicked and i saw Ashton's figure peer into my room.

"Hey, i was just about to go and watch a movie and i was wondering if you wanted to come watch it with me. I have blankets?", he tried to persuade me. Maybe it would help to take my mind off things.

I gave the curly haired boy a nod and a small smile; I got up from my bed and followed him down stairs and into our living room. I stumbled over to our large sofa and plopped down onto the seat, pulling one of the soft blankets over my body.

Once Ashton had put the movie in he came and sat down right next to me. He leaned forward and grabbed the pink, fluffy fairy princess blanket and pulled it right up to his chin. I chuckled lightly at the older boy, he replied by sending me a glare before turning his attention back to the movie he'd picked - which happened to be Scooby Doo. I swear he is secretly a 7 year old girl trapped inside a 18 year old boys body. (a/n ashtons 18 in the story so he can go to school w/ the other boys)

My eyes began to droop halfway through the movie, so I rested my head against Ashton's broad shoulder. I felt my body slowly slip into a deep slumber, but was interrupted by the familiar ringtone of Ashton's phone. I lifted my head off of his shoulder so that he could reach forward and grab the device. He quickly leaned and grabbed the phone standing up abruptly, exiting the living room and into the kitchen. Well that was weird.

I groaned quietly, because of how tired and weak I felt. My hand found it's was up to my eyes to rub them in hope to try and wake myself up in anyway possible. My life is too complicated, why can't it just be plain and simple? No drama, no Luke, no nothing.

Ashton wandered back into the room looking quite flustered and worried. His eyes darted around the room looking for something, i gave him a weird look and he finally spoke up.

"Do you know where my shoes are?", his voice slightly higher than normal and his words coming out rushed.

"They're by the door, why?" I questioned, why is he acting like this all of a sudden?

"I've - uh, just gotta run some errands. Ill be back in like-" he looked down at his wrist, where his watch should be, but wasn't. "40 minutes, tops."

"Alright then, ill just finish this movie" I muttered quietly, I wanted to spend tonight with someone so I could get my mind off of things. I guess thats not going to happen.

"Lock the door after I leave and don't answer the phone, door anything." he warned me, his voice intimidating.

"You never tell me to do this Ash, why now? No-ones going to be coming here anyway, so I don't need to.", I was confused as to why Ashton wants me to do all of this. He's acting really weird, and to be honest its kinda scaring me.

"I don't care Alex, just do it okay?", he demanded, pressing a kiss to my forehead. He made his way to the door and slammed it behind him as he walked out. I followed after him and locked the door, like he had ordered before.

I sighed deeply and wandered back over to the sofa, plopping myself back down in my original spot. I guess it's movie night alone tonight.