loser //l.h.

3: Exchanging

Ever POV:

I survived the week and actually found a pretty spot near the bleachers where I sat at lunch. Nobody was outside because of the cold weather but I found raindrops on my body really calming. I minded my own business like everybody else did.. with their friends.                                                                                 Right now I was getting ready to go into town. I needed a few more things for my room and maybe I found a job somewhere. My parents were like usually not at home. They worked seven days a week and I didn't really care, I never had a strong bond with them.                                                                              I  shrugged a dark knit sweater on and tried to find a clean pair of jeans from the floor. I cursed myself for being a messy person like every other second of the day and just grabbed some black leggings from my bed.                                                                                                                                                                           I really wasn't too keen to look in the mirror, I didn't want to see my fish eyes or my unhealthy white skin. I took a  sedative tablet and left the apartment. The lift was really old and made weird noises. The once gold top coat inside the lift was rubbed off and  the cold metal was showing. I felt really uncomfortable and was glad that the old doors creaked open and I could quickly escape.

I drove in silence, I hated music. It would just trigger me to do things so I only listened to radio shows. 

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Luke POV:

The rain splattered against my umbrella and I fumbled with my phone. I hated rain. I missed Sydney so much, I wasn't there for five months. The tour was just so exhausting and we were always in a different city in the US. Me and the boys lived our dream but it was just a lot of pressure. We are doing this for probably six years.                                                                                                                         Calum jogged beside me and made distracting noises with his mouth. Since he had his tongue piercing he played all day with it. "Meep..Lukeee is a big guy", he lisped with his tongue out of his mouth.                                                                                                                                                                     "Fuck off, you look like a kitten and I'm trying really hard to be grunge right here", Michael said over his shoulder.                                                                                                                                                          "Hey don't fucking swear!", Ashton grimaced. I stifled a laugh as we walked trough the rain to our little apartment near the Time Square.                                                                                                             "You aren't even grunge just because you wear eyeliner and girls jeans", Calum laughed. Whilst they were arguing I spotted someone familiar walking towards us. My smile grew and I walked to her.

Ever POV:

I cursed myself for not bringing an umbrella with me, I was so unorganized. The rain made me soaking wet if I would walk outside for a bit more. I sighed and squealed as someone touched my shoulder. I looked up and saw the blue eyed idiot again. Today they were darker , they could have matched the sky.                                                                                                                                                   "Ever", he breathed, more to convince himself that I was there than to greet me. He held his umbrella above us.                                                                                                                                           "Thanks loser", I said. "Hey I have a name", he whined. "Yeah Luke.. loser.. whatever", I smiled at him. I noticed three giants standing behind him looking at us. "Do you have stalkers or are they always watching your every move?", I asked annoyed. I hated when people stare at me.                      "No they are my friends, that's Calum, Michael and Ashton", he said still looking at me.  I waved and gave them a strange look because they still starred.  They all looked older than me, they were maybe in their mid-twenty's and had a lot of tattoos. One of them had red hair and the boy next to him wore a pony shirt. Wow hardcore.                                                                                                              "Are you like in a band or something?", I asked. Such cliche.

Luke POV:

Shit, she knows. No she was so perfect she couldn't know about us. But to be honest we were on TV and stuff so it surprised me that she didn't recognize us. Her brown eyes looked up at me and blinked. Her face glowed and I wanted to touch her really badly. "Yeah we are like uh playing guitar and stuff", I mumbled. "Are you any good?", she looked skeptic. I laughed and nodded:" I think so"

She smiled at me . Oh god She was so different looking , I couldn't stop starring. She had to feel very uncomfortable, I thought.

"Uh I have to keep going.. but I think I will run into you again", she winked and wanted to go.

"Wait at least give me your number", I pouted. I didn't want to lose her. She sighed and said."Give me your phone" I beamed at her and gave her my phone.

Meeeeeep filler but uh yay update hehe x