redamancy // l.h au

five

"That's the last of it." Charlotte says, helping me lug the gigantic suitcase into my bedroom at her apartment. The walls were brick and the floors were wooden, furnished to a deep brown color. My socks slid as I paced around the room, admiring the white bed and sheets.

Mom had helped me pack up my clothes and books when I had gotten home from the concert. Luke and I spoke on the phone until we fell asleep at three in the morning, which was when I finished packing.

Now, Charlotte's bedroom was filled with a few boxes and multiple suitcases. It was five in the afternoon on a Sunday and I could barely keep my eyes open. I yawned and Charlotte sighed, "Take a nap, Rhi-Rhi." She nodded toward the bed and walked out.

I collapsed on the bed, sinking into the linen sheets an white duvet. The black pillows cushioned my head as my eyes began to droop closed.

I jumped up when my phone went off, loudly echoing through the big room. I answered, groggily, "Hello?"

"Did I interrupt your beauty sleep?" Luke asked, playfully.

"No," I lied as I propped myself up on my elbow.

"Oh, right." He chuckled, low and amused, "You don't need beauty sleep. You're already—"

"DUDE STOP FLIRTING!" A voice, Calum's, rung out in the background and I stifled a laugh; my face already beet red.

Luke shouted profanities at Calum and turned his attention back to me, "Anyway, I was calling because I wanted you to come over. I mean, no—well, yeah, I do, too. But the boys wanted to spend more time with you and I thought—" Luke was cut off, followed by a bunch of muffled noise.

Finally, Ashton spoke into the phone, "Rhea? Yes, Luke really wants you to come over. He hasn't stopped talking about you, so please come and make him stop. Thank you." I laughed and laid back into bed. Luke was probably being held hostage by the other two boys.

Luke's voice returned a minute or two later, "So?"

I thought for a moment, but I knew my answer. I just wanted him to think I needed to think about it. Basic girl move, am I right? "Text me the address."

I could feel Luke's grin over the phone, "Sweet, I'll see you."

"See you," I blushed and hung up.

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A half an hour later, I was dressed and ready to go. I wore leggings and a Marvel T-shirt, pairing them with my combat boots. I waved goodbye to Charlotte before making my way out of her apartment and into the elevator.

To my surprise, Sam stepped in when we went down one floor, "Going out on a hot date?" He winks and I scowl.

"Sammy?" I ask, raising my eyebrows. He tilts his head in curiosity and I shoot him a look, "Shut up."

"You guys were holding hands last night!" He exclaimed, "That kid is totally into you and you are completely into him."

"He was helping me up and forgot to let go." I reasoned, but it came out as more of a question. "He's this gorgeous guitarist, Sammy. Why would he go after someone like me?"

"Have you looked in a mirror, Rhea?"

I shake my head, "Nope, I might break it."

"Oh, please. You're hella fine." Sam snaps his fingers and I smile at him.

"What would I do without you?" I asked as we reached the bottom floor.

"Nothing, you'd be a gigantic mess. You're welcome." Sam smirks. I blow him a kiss goodbye and he does the same before I make my way to the car.