3am is the time and depressed is the mood , sleep is something that has never came naturally to me .my body is on a automatic clock it's awake at the worst possible times and on shut down just as anything remotely good can happen to someone as pathetic as me . If I had a reason to be awake then this wouldn't be such a problem for me ,but I didn't . I didn't have a clue why time fucked me over so much . It seemed to hate me , it gave me false hope always seemed to be creeping up in me like I was on lap race . Minutes passed which dragged on like days and I was still boring . Time didn't give me an advantage it just put me in the wrong places at the wrong times . I looked over at the green glare of the clock 4:15 am . The numbers felt more like a prison sentence then a proportion of 24 hours but I still lay awake . Thinking about the good elements in life but I soon ran out of reasons and focused on why I was such a loser . Everyone hated me as they used their time to gain popularity and confidence in them selfs and others and I was still the awkward little book worm in the shadow of the room.time never gave me it's attention and neither did it's pupils.
A/N : hey :) this is going to be a luke hemmings fan fiction and it's my first book I hope you enjoy reading as much as I enjoy writing it , thankyou to anyone who takes the time to read this your awesome :D
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Timeless
FanfictionTime is precious for this couple will they get to share their feelings before time gets in the way ? (Luke hemmings fan fiction )