I Miss You|| l.h. (Luke Hemmings)

Alternate Universe

08:34 AM

"Luke.... Wake up... "

Luke Hemmings groaned and buried his head further into his fluffy, striped pillow. Perhaps if he buried his head further into his pillow he could escape reality and stay inside the wonderfully bliss, ignorant dreamworld of his that he had created inside his mind.

Also, the fact that he was extremely lazy and was in love with his bed contributed to his infinite reasons of staying under the warm comfort of his sheets.

"Lucas...." a voice cooed from above him.

"That's not even my name, Skybaby," Luke mumbled, his face still planted into his pillow. Sooner or later he would have to come up for air or else he would be suffocated, but that was the least of his worries at the moment. A man needs his sleep, Luke thought. A man needs his sleep.

"Lukey-baby," Sky whispered near his ear. "It's time to get up." Her hands were on her hips as she stared at her boyfriend of nearly four years. She was pouting, and her hair was an absolute mess, but if Luke was facing her right now, he would tell her that she was the most adorable thing he has seen in his almost twenty three years of living.

Wow, time sure flies by pretty fast. It felt like just yesterday when he met Skybaby and spent their iconic twenty four hours together which eventually led to them falling in love.

Most of his friends said the way Sky and Luke fell in love was absolutely absurd because of the fact that they grew to love each other in such a short period of time, but they didn't care. They wouldn't change their story for the world.

"Lucas Robert Hemmings wake up!" Sky shouted at him. In return, he did various hand gestures that would be sure to end with his fingers being cut off thus ending his career if his mother Liz was stood there instead of his girlfriend..

"You brought this upon yourself, Lucas."

Luke smiled into his pillow. He felt so lucky to have such a wonderful, kind, caring, sweet-

A splash of ice cold water was poured on his head, along with the rest of his body. (A/N Welcome to the ice bucket challenge, Lucas.) A loud snicker was heard as he shivered, and suddenly he took back what he said earlier. Skybaby wasn't sweet, she was evil! She was the purest form of wickedness, and he absolutely despised her (That was a lie. He was truly, madly, deeply in love with her.)

Now wide awake, drenched, and as cold as Jack from the Leonardo di Caprio movie "Titanic," Luke opened his eyes and prepared to get his revenge.

"Oh, Skybaby," he said in a sickly sweet voice, his hair flopping over his forehead in a wet, tangled mess. He groaned inwardly at the thought of having to comb through the knots in his hair later on that day.

The boy put his arms out in an attempt to bring his girlfriend into a chilly, soggy hug, but Sky, quickly seeing his motives, scooted away swiftly. Luke pouted and looked at her with large, adorable puppy eyes that he knew would be hard to resist, considering the fact that he used the trick on many of his band mates (it was mostly Calum and Ashton who fell for it, not so much Michael; he would usually punch him). "Aw, baby!" he cooed, dragging the "a" in baby. "Don't you want to to give your Lukeybaby a hug or perhaps even a cuddle session?" Luke batted his eyelashes.

Sky just looked at him in annoyance and then rolled her eyes. "By cuddle session, do you mean make out session?"
Luke nodded quickly.
"Not a chance, Hemmings," she chuckled darkly then bolted out of his room, with water boy desperately trying to follow and capture her in his arms.

However, before he could even take a mere step towards the love of his life who seemingly abandoned him, the door slammed in his face loudly. A loud thud was heard as the white, wooden door made contact with Luke's forehead.
Luke Hemmings had never considered himself as someone who could be an astronomer of sorts, but all he could see right now was stars. White, blazing, bright stars that were circling his head as he blinked feverishly. For a moment, he could almost feel the air behind him as he slowly fell down. The experience of falling was surprisingly pleasant... He closed his eyes.
And then...
Then....
Luke toppled onto his fluffy carpeted floor, which, at the moment, he was extremely grateful for, and let out a loud groan of pain, and gave out a cry.

"Oh my gosh I think, I think I'm dying, oh my gosh am I going to die?! Oh jeez the pain, it's insufferable, it's intolerable, it's worse than seeing two girls one cup, oh my stars this is terrible! The pain oh no, dear, what the heck did I do to deserve this wretched pain, oh my! Send the amber-lamps, or, or the ER or maybe A & E or, maybe even my mummy. Oh my gosh, please don't call my mum, I'm a big, punk rock boy, deary. OMG what even am what I'm so ugh! Someone please just call 999 or 911 or 1(800)500-YEARSOFWINTER, or maybe even Starbucks or Pizza Hut because I'm hungry, I just- Skybaby help!" Luke spilled out, nervous sobs escaping his body. Was he going to die? Was he ready to die? What about his future? His life with Sky? Was it all gone? He could not bear to think of it.

Skylar, who had walked in twenty minutes ago, right at the begin of Luke's word vomit, rolled her eyes, left the room, and then quickly came back with a pack of ice pack in her hands. She bit her bottom lip guiltily as she placed the cool bag on Luke's forehead which was already begin to swell and turn a light shade of purple. Sky felt a tiny bit guilty for causing his misery, but deciding that he probably deserved it for all the times he annoyed her (including the one time he left her all those years ago when they first met), she suddenly felt not guilty, and instead, innocent and free of her previous self loathing.

She sat down next to Luke. "There there, does my wittle Wukey feel better now or does he want to me kiss his poor, poor boo boo on his forehead to make him feel all better?" Sky asked him sarcastically in a squeaky, childish voice that she would use when speaking to a toddler or infant.

"Well, if you insist," Luke said with a smirk. "I would feel much better if you gave me a blo-"

"Yup, you're all better," Sky said as she stood up abruptly. Luke, who's head had been on her lap previously, let out a loud groan as his head made contact with the carpeting of his room.

"Oh get over it, you utter twat!" Sky chuckled. In response to her witty remark, Luke flipped the finger at her.

"Well I would," she said in return. "But I don't hook up with guys that have a purple welt on their forehead and a large, blonde quiff the size of the Statue of Liberty."

"Oh come on!" Luke exclaimed with a sigh of exasperation. "That was one time!"

"One hilarious time," she remarked, one eyebrow arched up in an amused expression. Sky have Luke her signature smirk as he rolled his startling blue eyes at her.

[A/N: Swearing warning.]

"Oh fuck you!" Luke spat while groaning at the pain shooting through his head.

[Warning over.]

"Been there, done that!" cried Sky sassily, snapping her fingers in a z-formation. She wiggled her eyebrows up and down at Luke as he stared at her in absolute disbelief. This wasn't the same girl she met years ago, it was a totally different person- not a bad different, though. It was a good different, a better different, just like the new iPhone (minus the fact that Skybaby was a living creature with feelings and such, but Luke sure knew how to push her buttons). 

Or maybe not. 

Maybe this version of Sky, version 2.0, was actually the original Sky, that was originally in hiding all those years. Perhaps this was who Sky was all along: a beautiful, confident, and fierce young lady who just so happened to be fortunate enough to fall for the irresistible Luke Hemmings charm that was passed over from generation to generation to-

Okay, maybe forget that last part. 

But everything else was true! Sky was, in other words, perfect. 

She always has been. 

He knew what he had to do. 

*****

dUN DUN DUN (but not really). Hello! How have you guys been? 

I couldn't bear to leave you guys on a tragic note soooo here is my original one shot/short story for the wonderful fivesaucewhoop's story 24 Hours! You guys should definitely read it since it is one of my all time favorites. 

Anyways, here is the Question of the Day:

What does Luke have to do?

Leave a comment with your guess on what he has to do, and the first person to guess it right before I upload, will have a guess spot on the upload. 

Happy guessing! :) (PS sorry for the long wait.)