Disconnected (Luke Hemmings Fanfiction)

Chapter 3

I woke up to my absolute favourite sound in the world (sarcasm.) My alarm clock. I pulled my half numb arm (as I had slept on it) and basically hit my phone until it stopped beeping. After various attempts of trying to get out of bed, I decided to give up and just sit up instead.

I picked up my phone from my bedside table to see I had 2 new messages from Luke. The first one was in reply to the message I sent last night.

"First of all, sorry about it taking forever for me to reply, stupid time zones, secondly, I am so so happy for you, I think we both know that you need a change to make yourself better and become more confident in yourself, I know you can do it, I believe in you my little star ✨. And finally, I love you and miss you soooo much already, hope you're having an awesome time without me ;) ❤️"

And the second one:

"Morning gorgeous 😜, hope you're having a fabby time without me, love you ❤️ (p.s you're a lucky girl, it's not often I set an alarm to wake me up at 3am just to tell a girl she's gorgeous, but I guess you deserve it 😏)"

It may sound stupid, but those text messages literally meant the absolute world to me, they made me so happy, I read them over just repeating the words in my head. "I love you" "Morning gorgeous" " I miss you." You don't text someone saying morning gorgeous unless you actually mean it right? Does that mean he thinks I'm gorgeous? My cheeks started to flush just thinking about it, Luke Hemmings, thinking that IM gorgeous? No, it can't be, he's just saying it to make me feel better.

I didn't really know how to reply, but with much consideration, I decided to put:

"I am a very lucky girl 🙈, missin you so much, I'm so proud of you and the guys, love you all ❤️"

By the time I had replied to Luke's messages I was fully awake and obviously, ready for breakfast. Even thought I was completely awake, I still didn't want to leave my bed, but I managed. I dragged myself out of bed and went downstairs to the kitchen, I knew that we didn't have a lot of food in the house so finding something nice to eat would be a task. Eventually I decided on having toast, a) because it's easy to make and tastes good, and b) it was kind of the only thing we had.

I took my toast with Vegemite (Luke got me addicted) and went into the living room and watched TV, I decided to put on How I Met Your Mother, it's sooo addictive seriously, without even realising I had watched 4 episodes, oops? I think its time for me to get ready.

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A/N

I know this is a really short and bad chapter but I just needed to put something up to update you guys on the story, don't forget to vote 😉 love y'all ❤️