Runaway // Luke Hemmings

Prologue

Lukes POV

I never thought nights on the streets would be so cold. Movies make things look so different. I know that I should probably go home but, I can't.

**FLASHBACK**

I wobbled up the front steps.

"I feel funny." I said to a clearly drunk michael.

"How funny?" Michael asked, tripping up the stairs.

"I-I fffeel like, I got bubbles in my brain!" I stuttered.

"Where's ashy?" Michael asked.

I shrug and scream "WHERE IS MY ASHY SMASHY!?"

Ashton shuffled up next to Michael.

"I have a headache." He slurred.

Then he vomited all over Michael and I.

"Ewwww!" I squealed, "Come on mate!" Micheal yelled.

Calum sat on the top step and completely passed out.

The front door opened up. "Luke? What are you doing! Where were you?!

Micheal carried a passed out Calum into the living room and set him down on the couch while Ashton and I shuffled in behind him.

"Ashton you can stay in Luke's room with him, Michael the guest room is being painted, so you can stay on the other couch." The boys went to the places my mum ordered them to go to. "Luke may I have a word with you?"

" Um sure?"

"Lucas Robert Hemmings! I cannot believe you went out drinking, your not even of age. You're so unmannered, I thought I taught you well. I'm guessing I haven't. You're grounded for 3 months. I still cannot believe this. You have made me so disappointed in you and untrusted in you. You're such a disappointment Lucas. Now go up to your room and go to bed." My mum, whisper-yelled.

"But mum, you don't understand everyone does it!" I whinnied.

"Shut up and go to bed, NOW!"She hissed.

With those last words from my mother Liz, I packed a backpack. Clothes, Money, and my iPhone charger. I snuck out the window to find a new home.

I guess you could call me a runaway.

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Hope you guys enjoyed the prologue!! :) This will make sense in the next chapter.

Sorry if its a bit short!

-ashandlukey