Do You Remember Me? [Luke Hemmings/5SOS Fanfic] SLOW UPDATES

Chapter 11 - "Do It For Me"

    “How could I be so stupid? First Olivia. Now MaKaela. Great going, Lucas.” I hear Luke say to himself. I follow the sobs around some hallways and eventually find him in the dance studio. Sitting in front of the mirror, knees up to his chest and his hands up against the mirror while he looks at himself angrily. I continue watching him, afraid that if I disturb him he may hurt me again.

    “You’re a dick! You don’t deserve love! Why did you hurt her? You hurt the one you really do love. She probably hates you! You fucking hurt Kaela!” He yells louder. Tears rolling down his face. I begin to feel really bad.

“You scared her away, Hemmings.. You messed up..” He whispered deeply and almost too quiet for me to understand while slowly dragging his hands down the mirror and to his knees to hold them tightly.

I sigh and walk away from the studio and begin to run back out. Before I actually made it out I ran into an empty room and slammed the door. I slid down the door and began to cry. I can’t believe he feels like that.

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“Kaela, wake up.” I hear as I slowly begin to awaken. I soon recognise Calum’s face. “Hey. We all are going to go the arena. It’s 4:04 right now.” He says, helping me out of the bunk.

“Thanks.” I say to him with a nice smile. He nods his head.

“Do you want me to wait for you?” He asks politely. I nod and quickly say, “It should be less than 5 minutes. Just a second.” He nods and sits down at a table.

I quickly rush into the bathroom. I wash my face, brush my teeth and put a little bit of eyeliner, mascara and bronzer on. I grab my lip balm and exited the room finding Calum taking my phone off my charger. He hands it to me with a kind smile. I grab it and put it in my pocket while quickly slipping on my Vans and grabbing my bag.

“Ready?” Calum asks while standing by the door.

“Yup!” I say after I do a quick mental checklist. He holds the door for me and I thank him.

“So what exactly did you do to your arm?” He asks referring to my cast.

“Luke.” I answer quickly, not wanting to bring up the subject. He nods, probably catching on that I don’t wanna talk about it.

We try to enter through the back, finding out that the doors are locked. I heard Calum swear under his breath. I mentally curse. This means we would have to go through the front.

“Are you kidding me? I really don’t want to go through the front.” He says rubbing his face.

“The fans are all in the front. I really don’t want to take you through the front. It will be too chaotic.” He groans again.

“Cal, I can handle it.” He looks at me frightened and eventually sighs, giving in. He grabs my unfractured hand and squeezed it tightly, but gently then drops it. He begins to lead me around to the front and all of a sudden, all I could hear was screams. I jumped at the sudden noise. Calum quickly comes to my side and protectively wraps an arm around my waist. We stop for a few pictures and try to ignore all the hands grabbing everything they could.

We aren’t even halfway there and I have had my breasts groped 3 times and my hair pulled multiple times. I ignore the rude comments but every time Calum clearly hears one, he tightens his grip. So many people asked about Luke and I and my cast. I began to get overwhelmed. Calum calmly whispers a “Just stay calm. Ignore them.” in my ear.

We soon make it inside before we run to the dressing rooms at the other end of the building. “I hate running. I hate you. I hate this. I hate people.” I keep mumbling under my breath. We eventually make it to the assigned room and he is quickly pulled away from me by Lou.

“Lou! Fix my hair! I’m a hot mess!” Cal yells.

“You’re a mess. Not too sure about the hot part.” I hear Mike mumble. Calum hears him and throws a brush at him. Michael shouts as it hits him. She giggles and frantically begins to style his hair. I watch in admiration before I was picked up and spun around. I turned around and saw a smiley Ashton giggling at me.

“Hey, boy.” I say, messing up his hair. He giggles.

“Hey cutie.” He says properly hugging me. I hear Luke growl while we hugged. I glance at Luke and quickly avert my attention back to Ashton.

“Go talk to him. I don’t know what happened but he’s pissed and I feel like its because of what happened between you two this morning.” I look at Ashton nervously. He hugs me and whispers a small, quiet, “Go. Do it for me.” I pull away from the hug and he nudges me towards the blonde.

I nervously walk up to him. He seems to notice and incoherently mumbles something. I end up running up to him and hugging him. He stumbles back, surprised at my actions but soon wraps his large arms around my small figure, nestling his head in my neck. We continue hugging for a little bit longer and I then pull away, leaving my hands on his shoulders

“Luke, can we talk?” I ask, sliding my hands from his shoulder to his hands. He squeezes my hands gently while nodding. I drop one of his hands and lead him to an empty room a few minutes away from the wardrobe room.

“Luke, about what-” He cuts me off by doing something anyone could ever predict.

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Hey shits.. You didn't reach my goal but I am hoping that if I begin posting again, I can work my way back up to where I was. :)

 

Also, WattPad automatically rated this story PG-13.. Not sure why.. Nothing really bad has happened.. Its messed up... Anyways, This story is going to start having WAYYYY more drama.. And I am also not sure if I want to continue this book anymore. Its getting boring for me.. I think that if I continue the book, Id turn it into a short story. I may only post 10 more chapters if that. Not Sure...

 

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