nerd // luke hemmings [editing]

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C H A P T E R T E N

•Addison•

"Awww that is so cute honey!" my mom says as I bite a piece of bacon. I told her about me and Luke (make out scene not included). She was one of those always supportive and always there for you moms, and I loved her for it.

"Thanks mom," I laugh at the enthusiasm radiating from her voice.

"And wow.. Luke Hemmings, huh? That rockstar singer dude from that band, what was it called again?"

"5 Seconds of Summer, mom." I giggle.

"Well, if your happy, then I am more than happy, Kirsten, that's great!" I nod. I'm more than happy too. I take a big gulp of orange juice before standing up, slinging my blue backpack on my shoulder. "Gotta go mom.. School"

She nods. "Hun, why do always wear jeans and sneakers? Come on, wear shorts and flats once in a while!" she laughs.

I look down at my outfit which consisted of a red and black plaid shirt, dark skinny jeans and red Chuck Taylors. "Aww I like the way I dress mom!"

"Oh alright, now go," she smiles waving me off and I run out the door to see a very happy and attractive looking Luke wearing (of course) a black band shirt, ripped skinny jeans and black Vans. He was leaning casually against the door of his car, hands stuffed deep in his pockets.

"Hey Adten!" he smiles as he sees me approaching him.

"Hi Lukey!" I kiss his cheek and blush lightly.

We get in the car, talking about random things during the drive to school.

When we get there, we walk in the hallway hand in hand, my fingers intertwined with his.

"Aww c'mon lukey, you promised!" I whine referring to his promise to sing to me one of their songs, as I grab books from my locker, shoving them into my bag.

"Later, after class okay? We'll swing by my house with Naty if you want. Video games with the guys?" he smiles.

"Of course, Lucas, dear." I say, trying to imitate a British accent.

He laughs and kisses me lightly on the lips as I tiptoe since I was only 5'6 or something and he was a good 6'4. Luke and his extremely tall height...

"Oh. My. God!" I hear I high pitched scream. We break apart and I turn to the direction the voice came from. The voice belonged to my one and only best friend.

"Woah woah woah, when did this happen?! I need details you guys!" she says, pointing at both of us.

"Nat, later okay, I promise." I say, a blush on my cheeks.

"Fine, but I'll need all the details later, you hear me?!" she says.

I roll my eyes. "Yeah yeah." I chuckle.

"The ship has sailed! Woot woot!!!" she dances around, punching the air, and I facepalm.

Luke just stands there, his hand still holding mine, laughing.

We head to Math class and take our usual seats at the back.

Me and Luke spend half of the class passing each other notes as the teacher discusses things that aren't even used in everyday life. I don't have bad grades or anything, but I don't get the purpose of knowing useless facts.

In the middle of class, a man in his late twenties wearing a whistle around his neck comes into the classroom. "Ms. Smith, do you mind me excusing Hemmings for a minute?"

"Sure, go ahead." Ms. smith replies and gestures for Luke to leave the room.

Before standing up to leave, Luke turns to me. "Adten, when's you're birthday?" he smirks.