those boys - luke hemmings fanfiction

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When i get home I have no idea what to do with myself. I pull out my phone to see, what a surprise, no texts or anything. The boys can't contact me because they of course are on a plane, and who else is going to want to talk to me?

The fact that now the boys are gone I have absolutely nobody to talk to or hang out with is very scary. And at the back of my mind I know that this tour is going to make things massive for them, when the crowds see them live I am sure they will be interested.

And the vast majority of my head is extremely proud and happy about that. The fact that I have had the oppurtunity to watch a band form and grow is amazing. But a small corner of my brain is selfish, wanting the boys here on my couch watching a movie with me or something.

The fact i have school tomorrow makes things a thousand times worse as well. Michael said the first few weeks might be tough, but he promised they will get bored of it after a while, and I am relying on that promise.

My thoughts are interupted by a knock on my bedroom door. My mum shoves open the door and stares at me.

"Lillian now those boys have left I don't want you moping around. As lovely as they are I don't want you limiting yourself to one group of friends. What about that Amelia girl? She was nice wasn't she?"

"Mum Amelia is everything but lovely"
I scoff.

"Oh stop being so stuck up Lils, just because you're friends with a band dosen't mean you can cut off all your pther friends!"

"You have no idea mum," I roll my eyes at her.

"You know what Lily, I an sick of you being so selfish. Stop feeling sorry for yourself and do something" My mum yells, before storming out of my room and slamming the door behind her.

I collapse on my bed and slam my head into my pillow, groaning into it. Tears start brimming in my eyes for the second time today, but I quickly wipe them away before they escape my eyes, not wanting to admit how weak I was feeling.

I get up after a while and wonder into my brother's room. I haven't spoken to him properly for a while and I miss him.

I knock on his door and hear a muffled "Come in". Slowly I push open the door to see Daniel sprawled across his bed on his phone.

"Hey li-li" He mumbles, and I decide to ignore the nickname I hate so much.

"Heya Danny boy" I reply and lie down on the bed next to him. He automatically streches his arm up and I lift my head up and rest my head on his arm.

I spot a suitcase in the corner of his room with some clothes spilling out.

"What's that for?" I ask him, nodding towards the suitcase. Daniel gives me a weird look.

"Roadtrip?" he says as if I should understand. I give him a confused look.

"Roadtrip with Clara?" Oh right, I slightly recall him mentioning a roadtrip with his girlfriend ages ago.

"When are you leaving?"

"Tomorrow night"

My mouth drops open.

"That's so flipping soon!"

"Sorry Lils" he gives me a sympathetic look.

I shake my head "It's fine Dan" I mutter before quickly pecking him on the cheek and leaving the room.

The sound of my alarm ringing the next morning might as well be a bell for my death. I get up and put no effort into getying ready, as I really see no point. All my exams are over and the last few months of this school year seem pretty pointless if I'm honest.

I don't bother eating breakfast, just leave the house straight away and start walking. For a split second I expect to see Luke pop out of the bush ready to walk with me, but of course I am quickly reminded of reality.

When I get to school I slide into my seat at the back and watch out the window. I see various groups of friends talking away to eachother, big smiles on their faces. In all honesty I could try harder to make friends, but I'm so scared of being rejected, and I'm almost certain I wouldn't be accepted into any other groups.

The next day I am sitting on a wall outside the canteen eating my lunch when I hear the click of a camera in front of me. I look up to see two of Amelia's freinds in front of me, holding up their IPhone in my direction, laughing at the screen.

"What are you looking at?" One of them sneers, her drawn on eyebrow raised.

"Well you did just take a picture of me" I quickly reply, more confidently then I thought I was.

"We have the front camera on you idiot, we were taking a picture of ourselves," She rolls her eyes, before the two of them start laughing and walk away.

The next two weeks I start to notice little things they are doing. After a class where I sit in front of Amelia I find gum in my hair. There are notes about me on the toilet walls and messages on my desks. Because they are popular, the majority of the school agree woth whatever they say, so I notice glares in the corridors, or whispering as I walk past.

Almost every night I talk to the boys and occasionly we Skype, but it can be difficult with timezones and their busy scheldues.

The other night was their first perfromance and from the videos I have watched they were amazing. When they called me after they were nearly in tears, saying it was the best night of their lives.

One day at school I notice even more people sniggering and pointing at me. I ignored and start homework the moment I get home, but am interrupted by the Skype ringtone from my laptop.

I accept Luke's call and my screen is suddenly filled with all four of their faces. But I can tell something is wrong immediately, firstly from the fact they are calling at a weird time and secondly from the looks of concern on their faces.

"Shouldn't you guys be asleep?" I ask them immediately.

"Lily what social medias do you use?" Michael buts in, ignoring my question.

"Umm I don't really, Instagram sometimes, why?"

The four give eachother worried looks before turning back to me.

"How's school been Lils?" Ashton asks carefully.

"It's been fine, whats with all the questions? Tell me, what is it?"

Luke turns the camera towards him, blocking out the others. "It's nothing, just some bitches being stupid Lils, it's nothing,"

"Luke just tell me"

"You really wanna know?"

"Yes Luke"

"Promise you will tell me the truth about how you feel about it?"

"Promise Luke"

He stares at me for a few moments. "Lily you are stunning"

"Luke tell me!"

He sighs, running a hand through his hair. "Twitter." he mumbles.

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i know i haven't updated in ages sorry sorry please don't hate me or stop reading i am on holiday, i wrote this on the beach(:

thanks for all the reads it's crazy, keep voting and commenting(:(:

q- has anyone gotten tickets for the tour next year? i did for london(:

thanks for reading ily