I'm Not Fine / L.H. \

Chapter 6

*Angels POV*
*dream*

It's been exactly two hours since I was kidnapped. My father, Andrew as I call him, has me tied up in a chair with a blind fold on my eyes. Little does he know that my cell phone is still in the pocket of my jeans. I hear him walk out of the room and as he does I hear my phone go off.

Hey There Delilah burst out from my pocket on full volume. I can't believe I left it on! Andrew sprints back into the the room. He doesn't even say anything just hits me across the face and digs the phone out of my pocket.

"Oh do who's Lukey?" He says reading name on the screen if my phone.

"My best friend." I whisper a tear escaping my eye.

"If he ever calls you again or tries to fid you I will kill him. And you know I'm not afraid to do that." His face is inches from mine. He throws the phone in the ground and kicks it underneath the couch across the room.

"You better hope he gives up." He takes the cigarette that he had been holding in his hands and pushes it against my exposed arm.

The searing pain make me want to scream but I hold it in. Clenching my teeth I bare the pain with the blonde and blued boy on my mind.

*reality*

I bolt up from the couch realizing u had never made it to my bunk after the movie I watched last night. I look out the small window across the room and the sun is shining. Wait does this mean I actually slept all the way through the night? My feet hit the flirt and I run to the bunks to tell Luke about my huge feat but instead I find them empty.

There is a note taped to the table in the small kitchen area. As I read it I smile.

My Angel,

I'm so excited that you finally slept through the night! This I huge! I didn't want to wake you because you look so cute when you sleep. Oh that sounded creepy. Whatever. I'll see you at the show. The boys and I already headed off to rehearsal.

Love You,
Luke

I smile as I re read the note signed with his messy signature. He makes me smile more than anyone in this world. That day I was taken was the worst day if my life. Every single day I had worried that it could have been the day that he died. It scared me do bad.

I felt the tears running down my face and I suddenly crave Luke's presence. I wanted to hear his voice and feel his arms around me. My stomach erupts with butterflies. Why am I getting butterflies thinking about Luke? This is weird.

I pick up my phone and dial Luke's number. It rings several times before its answered, but not by Luke.

"Calum is that you?" I ask recognizing the accent.

"Yeah it is." He answers

"Uh is Luke there?" I ask the tears threatening to spill.

"No he's going over a song but Angel are you alright?" He asks suspiciously.

"Oh yeah I'm fine I just wanted to talk to Luke before the show." I chime back tears. Why an I so emotional right now?!

"Cal is that my phone?" I hear Luke in the background.

"Yeah it's Angel." He tells back.

"Give me the phone!! Give it to meeee!" He draws out the last word and Calum starts laughing.

"Angel! Oh my gosh I'm so happy." He says

I can't answer do to the tears threatening to spill down my cheeks.

"Angel Wings are you there?" He asks quaintly

"Luke you could've died and it would have been all my fault. Your blood would have been on my hands." I sob into the phone.

"Angel your scaring me what's wrong? Why do think I would've died?" He asks

"Because of Andrew. He threatened to kill you if anyone ever found me. And he's still out there. If he finds me he will kill you right in front if me." I cry.

"Angel please don't cry everything is going to be fine. No one will find you I won't let them. I'm not going to die and neither are you. So My Angel please don't cry. I don't like it when you cry." His voice is shaky and I can tell he's trying to hold back tears.

"Ok do you promise?" I say feeling childish.

"I promise Angel Wings." He responds.

"Thank you Lukey. I'll see you in a volume hours." I say smiling a little bit.

"I can't wait." He says

We hang up and I let the tears fall. I run to Luke's bunk and cry into his pillow. It smells the same as it did when we were thirteen. At least some things don't change over time. I'm really not sure how long I laid in his bed most if was spent crying the other reliving memories form years past.

I decide to get up and be productive. I take a quick shower slipping on a pair of of skinny jeans and and my nirvana t-shirt with black converse adoring my feet.

After blow drying and straightening my blond hair I look at myself in the mirror. I'm small. 5"5' maybe 100 pounds if I'm lucky. Years of eating very little have had its effect in my body. Sometimes I would go a week without anything to eat just a Boyle f water every day or so. It was awful.

I make sure I look presentable after applying some mascara and a little cover up for the bags under my eyes.
The boys sent someone to get me and I rode silently to the show.

I walked backstage without a sound. My eyes scanning the area for Luke. I just needed to see him and hug him and make sure he's not going to go away anytime soon. Once I find him he gives me a smile and hogs over.

I wrap my arms securely around his neck having to stand in my tip toes to teach his tall frame. He hugs me tightly around my waist and puts his head in the crook of y neck. We just stand there for a minute but after we part I feel cold without his warm body against mine.

"Are you going to be ok Angel Wings?" He asks me pulling me to joint him in the couch.

"Yeah I'll be ok." I reply sitting next to him.

"I will never leave you ya know." He reassures me.

"I believe you. But there's always that chance that Andrew will find me, and if he does I don't k ow if I would live to see the next day." I whisper half hoping he didn't hear me.

"I will never let him lay a hand on you. No one will. I love you Angel." He says smiling and kissing my forehead.

"I love you too Lukey." I reply hugging his waist and flashing a smile. "I'll always love you."