It should be simple... (A Luke Hemmings Fanfic)

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lukes p.o.v

the eight of us walked up into Claires bedroom and it was so, fake, so not her. the walls were pink and her bed spread was all flowery and girly. it saddened me to know that she has had to be so fake for so long. it was so amazing to be able to see the real her today. but i still feel like theres a few other peices missing from this puzzle. but for now im going to enjoy giving her the best room ever. we covered her bed and all the other things in her room in a tarp and painted over the pastel with a creamy white colour, it was cool and plain and looked really good. we ended up spending four hours painting claires room since we kept painting eachothers faces and then we also had to wait for it to dry. i could tell how happy this whole thing was making claire, she really needs the seven of us to be there for her and no matter what i always will be. after the paint finally dried we stripped her bed spread and threw it out her window into the dumpster and re did her bed. we gave her a dark purple bed spread and black pillow cases on her pillows. it looked really good. then whilst the girls put up posters of bands on claires wall and placed a bunch of CD's on her black besdide table the boys and i all threw her old girly fake clothes out the window into the dumpster and then put all the new and real clothes into her dresser and closet. by 11:00pm we were finally finished. and her room looked amazing!

claires p.o.v

i was feeling really emotional about everyons being so kind to me and helping with my room and as i was looking over how amazing it was i could feel my eyes starting to water. luke noticed this and engulfed me in the biggest tightest hug i ever had. he wrapped his strong arms around me pressing my face against his chest and i felt so safe and secure. i didnt realize how long we were standing like this until we heard michael say

"ok seriously guys youve been hugging for five fucking minutes"

this caused luke to squeeze me tighter and i could feel michaels eye roll from the other side of the room. i giggled and prided myseld off of luked tight grip, even though i didnt want to. i instantly felt cold and wanted his hug again. but i knew i wouldnt get it again.

*authers note, can you guys come up with a ship name for claire and luke? and also for bella and ashton??? and also i hope u r enjoying so far and yes i know this chapter sucked mayjorly but tbh im actually really upset about Robin Williams, he was such an amazing person, its so sad. Such an amazing soul drown by his own deamons and lost to depression. may he rest in peace*