A Different Summer (A 5SOS, Luke Hemmings Fan fiction)

Chapter 43:)

BAILEY POV

Awkward. Awkward was the perfect word to describe the feeling that hung in the air after my response. The look in Lizzie's eyes said that she was sorry. Her question, opening up the memories of the boys leaving once again. Shit. Why can't I just forget? As much as I thought that that would be the easiest way, I knew it wasn't what I wanted.

"Claudia, will you date someone when Calum's away?" I asked, snapping out of my mood, directing the attention away from and onto someone else. Smooth move Bailey, well played.

"Ummmmmmm, if the right guy comes along then yes I guess. What about you?" She asked, smiling. I stared at her and furrowed my eyebrows, giving her a 'are you serious' look. These girls just didn't seem to get it, I had eyes only for Luke, no one else. 

"No. I'm still dating Luke." I said in a tone that implied her question was beyond the stupidest thing I'd ever heard. Claudia went to open her mouth when Mik swooped in over the top.

"Okayyyyyy, guys, lets go and make some brownies!!" Her false over enthusiasm and loud voice made her intention of avoiding the tension more then obvious. I was thankful all the same, simply because I didn't feel like the apologise and arguments that may have potentially followed.

"Awesome!!" I grinned, uncrossing my legs so I could stand up, following Mikaela out the door.

She danced her way into the kitchen, swinging herself around the bench so she stood facing the pantry.

"Sorry!!" Claudia hissed into my ear as she leaned against the bench beside me.

"Thats alright!!" I chuckled shaking my head, a smile on my face. My voice just below an appropriate volume.

"And to answer your question, no. No I will not date another guy when Luke's gone." I said, turning to face her, giving her a hug so she knew everything was ok. Which it was....I guess.

END POV

LUKE POV

I like food. A lot. I'm not really picky or anything, but when the air hostess placed a plate of unrecognisable stuff in front of me my mouth literally dropped open. Once she left I turned to the others. Their expression much the same as mine.

"On todays menu, undefinable grey mush accompanied with a lump of I don't know, garnished with brown gloop." Ashton muttered beside me in an awful french accent. Calum laughed from beside him as he jabbed the meat like thing with his fork.

"What do you think of this Michael?" Calum asked, holding up the piece of meat.... thing, nodding his head in the direction of it.

My eyes widened as I saw Michael eating the food, not paying any attention to us.

"Are you serious?!" I spluttered as I saw him take a bite out of the grey mush.

"Wow." Ash muttered as he tentatively licked the grey mush, pulling a face.

"Nup, nope, no deal. Can't do it. "Ash stated as he pushed the plate away from him on his tray table, as far away as possible.

I did the same, turning to look down the aisle. I saw a flight attendant walking our way.

"Um, Hi!! Can we please get 3 cookies, 3 packets of M&M'S and a packet of Tim Tams?" I smiled, trying to be as friendly as possible as the sickly scent of her cheap perfume wafted towards me.

"Sure!!" She grinned in a falsely enthusiastic voice. She disappeared up the plane, her high heels making no noise on the carpet.

She retuned later with what we ordered. The three of us where more then grateful, ripping open the packages as soon as they arrived. Without a care of our nutrition.