I Got Her Pregnant (5 SOS Story)

Chapter Eighty Eight

//OMFG I HAVE A NEW FANFIC IN MIND.!! MORE INFO BY THE END OF THE CHAPTER :* -L

Luke's POV

I headed off to the bunks my phone clutched in my hands. Climbed onto my bunk and looked through her twitter again. God she looks so pretty. The last picture she tweeted was of herself in a messy bun, making a fishy face with her eyes crossed. She looked absolutely beatiful.

I let out a sigh as I check through her tweets. There was a new one. "@AmberXxo: @Michael5sos stop annoying me I'm trying to sleep. Go away." I bet she's rolling around on the bed and groaning as she typed this. She always does that.

Man. She looks so happy with me out of her life. Did she find my letter? Has she read it? Anf if she did, did she cry? Did she smile? Was she confused? Was she mad? Angry? Pissed? Happy? I shouldn't have written it in the first place. She looks much happier with out me. She smiles more often. Laughs. Giggles. She even makes fart noises now.

I always do this. Tell her I love her, spot another girl, fool around with her, leave Amber, realize what I had, comes crawling back to her, get with her, and break it again. In all honesty I don't deserve her. She deserves Michael. And that's what breaks me. Having strong emotions for someone, but never get the chance to show and prove how strong those emotions were.

I truly do miss her. But if I come back into her life now, I know for sure I'll hurt her. I gave her too much pain. I can't give her any more. She deserves to be treated like the Queen she is. Not the shitty way I treated her.

Maybe this is for the best. Have her as a friend instead of not having her at all. The idea of her within my reach comforts me. She's so. So. Hmm. Oh I know. So close, but so far away. Yeah. That's what she is. She's so close but so far away. Yes I realized I used a song, -our song as preference. But it's the closest thing I could use.

She's mine, but not actually mine. She's right here, but she's way over there. She's three inches close, but a hundred miles away. She's within my reach, but out of my grasp. She's so close but so far away. That's the best way I could describe my relationship with her.

I wasn't thinking straight. I caught a glimpse of Zoella and instantly my dick was like "hurr durr fuck hurrr." I swear to god my dick thinks for myself rather than my brain. And I hate it. I like Zoella but she's just so. Zoe. Nothing like Amber at all.

Its like, Zoe was the hot Australian summer son and Amber was the cooling ocean. Okay that did not make sense. At all. Hmm. How about. Zoe was a hot summer's day, and Amber was the ice water. Oh my god what is that even supposed to mean? Think Luke. How about Zoella was- you know what nevermind my mind can't take that. Next thing I know I'd be comparing Zoe to a cereal and Amber to the Milk.

All I know is, somehow, I need both. But I need the other a little more. Yes. Such a fucking asshole move Luke.

But I know sooner or later, I gotta make up my mind.

AN: I TRIED TO UPLOAD THIS AND THE NEXT TWO CHAPTERS YESTERDAY BUT THEN WATTPAD TOTALLY CRASHED. LIKE. CAN YOU NOT?? I WAS WRITING THIS FOR TWO TO THREE DAYS. OMFG.

ANYWAYS. THE NEW FANFIC IS A MICHAEL CLIFFORD A.U. TITLED "PAINT BRUSH AND GUITAR PICKS." GIVE ME SOMEONE TO PLAY AS AUBREY HEPBURN. COOL NAME RIGHT?? I RUN AN RP ACC ON FB WITH THAT NAME. ITS TOTES FAB.

ANYWAYS. I LOVE YOU ALL.

-L