LUKES'S P.O.V.
"Luke.Luke.LuKE.LUKE!" I look up and realize that Calum had said something. "Yes?" "I have been calling your name for the past five minutes," Calum huffs. Whoops. "What?" I ask, only half paying attention. "Okay, what's up? What's got you so distracted?"
"Oh nothing," I say smiling sheepishly. "Who is it? Who's the girl? Do I know her?" He questions. Her. "I don't know what you are talking about." I try to hide it but I know he can read me like a book. "Calum! Your mom is here!" yelled my mother. I look over at him and give him a smug look. "Better go. Don't want to keep your mommy waiting, do you?"
"Screw you, Hemmings. This isn't over. I will find out who this mystery girl is."
ASHTON'S P.O.V.
I was laying in bed thinking about what happened in the hall this morning. To say I was freaking out was an understatement. Holy crap! I can't believe that happened today! Wait what if today wasn't really real, it was just a dream. I quickly pinch myself and yep... it was real.
Why did he want to know my name? I'm surprised he didn't bite my head off for running into him. Well, not he would do that. I'm just saying because he's popular and I'm... not. I sigh. Why do things have to be so bloody complicated?
I take a deep breath while closing my eyes. My thoughts are filled with nothing but Luke Hemmings before I go to bed. And let me tell you, I didn't mind.
