"Princess, you're the one"| Punk Luke Hemmings AU

Chapter six

Abby's Pov

I walked into the kitchen to where my mother was sitting at the kitchen table, glass of whiskey in hand.

"i thought you would never get home." she scoffed. I could almost smell the alcohol from where i was standing and it made me shutter.

"you're so fucking useless, you never do anything around here, you're always gone. At work, with your little bitch of a friend." she could barely get out an entire sentence with how much she was slurring. Though she hadn't said much i could almost feel the tears in my eyes, this was a nightly occurrence. I have never heard her say something nice about me while she was drunk.

"I'm just going to go to bed." i turned around and tried walking away but she had to get the last word in.

"of course you are, you don't want to sit and talk to your mother, i have given you everything and you wont even sit and talk to me. Fine i don't even want you here any way. And what not eating dinner? you anorexic little whore." i just couldn't take anymore. this was all becoming to much, i felt like i was drowning in my own home. i ran up to my room and shut the door as quietly as i could, i did not want to hear about how loud i was being or wake up my father who had probably been passed out for hours.

I continued to listen her talk to herself, calling me every name in the book, and i couldn't help but let the tears roll down my face. i had never gotten to the point where i felt like i needed to leave, but i had to get out of this house. i called Caroline and when she didn't pick up i knew she was either asleep or at her boyfriend Michael's house.

There was no one else i trusted more than her, not only that but she was the only person i have ever told about what my mother is really like. i scrolled through all of my contacts hoping there was someone that could save me. and then i saw his name. Luke had put his name in my phone as "Lukey Poo" and even with the tears streaming down my face he managed to make me giggle.

My finger was shaking as i was about to press on his contact name, i took a deep breath and started the call. as it was ringing i could feel my stomach in knots from the nerves but when he answered the phone, all of them went away.

"hello?"

"uh hi Luke-" i sniffled slightly, trying to hold in my tears at least for the phone call.

"who is this?" His voice was harsh, and it made me swallow my tongue almost.

"its Abby, i'm sorry if i bothered you-"

"no no no i just didn't have your number saved in my phone yet. are you okay? why are you crying? do you need me to come and get you?"

"please, Caroline wasn't answering i didn't know what else to do i'm sorry-"

"no i knew something was wrong when i pulled up to your house, never apologize, i wanted you to call me if you needed me. i'm already in the car okay? ill be there in a few minutes okay hun?"

"thank you Luke"

"no problem darling" and with that he hung up. i knew that i was crazy for calling the guy i had only met this morning but Luke was different, and i knew it in my heart. i have felt like i've known him for a while just from the brief conversations we have had, especially when he drove me home from work.

i heard my mother stumble up the stairs and then i heard the door to the bedroom close. knowing it only took her a couple minutes to pass out, i grabbed my purse and slowly made my way down the stairs. i opened the front door and quietly closed it. i waited on the front porch for Luke to show up. I could still feel the knots in my stomach, i was afraid my mother would find me trying to leave for the night. but when i saw headlights pulling up i wanted to run to him.

i walked quickly down the driveway to him as he was getting out of the car with a worried look on his face.

"are you okay darling?" he walked over and immediately put his hands on my arms pulling me close to him.

"i am now, now that i'm out of that house and i'm with you." i didn't even mean for it to sound as flirty as it did. I literally meant it.

"you're okay im here now" he gently led me to his car and opened the door. he shut the door harshly which made me jump. His face immediately fell when he noticed. He ran around to the drivers side and immediately began apologizing. i shook my head,

"don't worry about it, just scared me a little bit." the drive to his place was short and quiet. we pulled into the lot of an apartment building and he got out of the car first so that he could run and open my door. It made my heart flutter but the tears still running down my cheeks stopped me from really showing it.

he started to guide me to what i was guessing was his apartment and i don't know what came over me, i grabbed his hand and put my other hand on his arm just wanting to be close to him.

when i was with him i felt safe, i felt wanted.