nerd // luke hemmings [editing]

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•Addison's POV•

"Are you sure you don't need a ride Ad?" Natasha asks, as she ties her honey blonde hair in a ponytail as goes in her car.

"It's alright. Mom said that she'll pick me up."

"So, I still can't believe you talked to Luke effing Hemmings without recognizing him! I mean, don't I always tell you about them?!" she says dramatically.

"And to think that i force you to listen to their songs with me." she crosses her arms and I laugh. Natasha loves 5SOS. She's a huge fan. She loves them, especially Calum. I actually like their music too. "Ah, what i'd do to talk to Luke. Youre so lucky!!" she screams.

"Shh alright alright, i'm lucky." I laugh. "I know, I can't believe it!"

"You better introduce me to him!! And maybe he could get Calum to be my boyfriend!" She says happily, waves and leaves. I sit on the bench by the door, waiting for mom. My phone buzzes in my pocket.

From: Mom

Hey sweetie! Sorry but I cant pick you up today. I got a case here in the hospital. Maybe Nat can give you a ride?

I frown and sigh.

To: Mom

It's alright mom :)

I send the message. Guess i'm walking the twenty minute walk home.

Just then someone taps my shoulder. I turn to see a pair of blue eyes.

"Hey." Luke smiles at me. Perfection.

"So, um.. I- luke, your f-from uh.. Five Sec- I mean, like..you're uh.. I-" I stutter and he bursts out laughing. I roll my eyes. Ok, here we go. "sorry, but I just realized that you're from 5SOS." he smiles and nods. "It's alright." he chuckles and I smile

"You need a ride home?" he asks.

"Well.." I shrug. "Yeah. Kinda. But if you're busy, it's-"

"No, it's fine. I'll take you home."
he smiles.

"One question though. What are you doing her in my high school? I mean like, being in 5SOS and touring and stuff."

"I'll explain in the car." he leads me to his black car. I sat in the passenger's seat. It has that new car smell that I love.

"Are you sniffing my car?" he laughs.

I blush. "Shut up, Hemmings." I punch his shoulder.

"Ouch! You've got some strong hand strength, woman." he says rubbing the spot where I hit him.

"Oh don't be a wimp lukey! I didn't even hit that hard," I mumble.

"Hey, that was a hard punch. And I am not a wimp!" he pouts. I ruffle his hair.

He starts the car and I give him my address and directions to my house. "So.." I start.

"Right, explaining." he starts. "Well, I my mom wanted me to graduate high school so, here I am! Anyway, our Rock Out With Your Socks Out Tour is still next summer.

AND it starts here in America. And you might be wondering, 'why here in this town?' well, my mom got a job around here so I decided to come with her here too."

"Question. Why don't you have a private tutor instead? Aren't you supposed to be home schooled?"

"My mom wanted me to graduate at you know, a real school."