Holy Grail (discontinued)

IV. Frozen

(A/N: So, the tour dates and stuff might not add up, but basically the band was on tour with 1D at the start of this fanfic, and now they’ve branched off onto their own tour 6 months later.)

*And AGAIN, I stress that this is an abusive fanfic

Ever since that night I stayed with Luke in his room, things between us have been wonderful. For one, there’s an us.

I ended up staying the next night as well, but he had to continue with the tour the following day, which meant it was back to the city streets for me. And naturally, my parents didn’t call-not even once-to check where I was at, or if I was even alive.

As a matter of fact, I haven’t seen them in 6 months.

But lucky for me, once Luke put two and two together, and realized that I was still going to be homeless after he left, he made arrangements for me to stay at the London Hotel until he came back in to town (which ended up being later rather than sooner.)

He even bought me a cell phone so I could keep in contact with him if I ever needed anything- he called it an iPhone 5 something? And even though I tried, he wouldn’t let me refuse an offer like that.

So basically, I’ve been living in this hotel for the last 6 months (which hasn’t been cheap), since he insisted that I deserve so much better than a smelly tour bus. He sometimes stays with me on his days off, but not that often since he’s worried about how his fans would react.

**Flashback**

“So, what do you wanna do tomorrow?” I can hear him shifting on the other end on the line. He’s probably lying down since it’s late and his show literally drains him. This is how most of my nights go now-a-days; staying up until like, three in the morning on the phone until light snores are heard on either end-usually his.

We tried Face Timing once, but I couldn’t get the front facing camera to work (even though Luke tried to walk me through the apparently easy task.) And I kept dropping it on my face when I tried to turn it around, so I just quit. I think he’s hinting around buying me a Mac Book or something though, but I couldn’t accept that from him. I looked it up; those things are frickin’ expensive.

“Dunno,” I giggle. “What if we...go to Applebee’s?” I suggest, taking a sip of water.

“Oh, so after not seeing me in like, two months, all you want to do is go to Applebee’s?” he retorts with a laugh. And I just shrug even though he can’t see me. “A simple girl; I like it.”

 “Hey, I love that place! Oh my G-d, I’m so excited! I can’t wait to get the French onion soup!” I exclaim, my voice rising in excitement. I hear him laugh on the other end. “Ugh, and spinach and artichoke dip! Oh my G-d, I want it soooo bad,” I practically moan into the receiver.

“Do you now, Luc?” Luke states with a hint of curiosity in his voice. “Considering how excited you get over soup, I can’t wait to see what else makes you moa--”

“And don’t even finish that thought, because I know it’s pervy.” I let my face fall onto the pillow with a laugh.

“You know me so well,” he sighs into the other end. “And nah, I’m just a guy. We’re all a little pervy deep down,” he chuckles.

**

I hurry up and get ready, knowing Luke will arrive any minute. He’s probably tired, but I’m looking forward to spending time with him-just the two of us.

This is so different for me; wanting to see someone like this. And since it’s my first relationship, I know I should take things slow, but I just like him so much. At first, I didn’t really expect us to go anywhere because he’s only 18 and I’m going to be 23 in a couple of months. But the more we’ve gotten to know each other over the past six months, the more invested we’ve both become and the more I can see myself being with him for a really long time.