Living With Luke // 5SOS (Punk Luke Hemmings)

16. The Fight

Mia's POV.

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I woke up the next day with an arm around me. I sat up, looking down at the person next to me. Luke.

"Luke." I shook him. He moved. "Luke." I repeated impatiently.

"Yeah, I'm coming." He mumbled into the pillow. I rolled my eyes and tugged at his shirt.

"Luke, get up." I sighed. He frowned and groaned.

"No."

"Get up."

"No."

"Get. Up."

"No."

"LUKE, GET UP!" I yelled and he shot up, wide eyed. He looked at me and groaned.

"I'm tired."

I sat on the edge of the bed as my phone buzzed. I picked it up and saw five missed calls and six unread texts from Calum. "Crap." I mumbled.

"What is it?" I whipped my head round and saw Luke's face inches away from mine. I blushed and turned back to cover it up.

"Calum." I sighed. Luke nodded and sat on the edge of the bed next to me. I called Calum.

"Hello?" I heard his deep voice through the phone and muffled noises.

"Calum? Hey, it's Mia." I looked back at Luke nervously and turned back to face the wall.

"Oh. Hey. I tried calling you-"

"I fell asleep." I said quickly.

"Sorry. I'm just trying on my suit for the wedding." Calum replied.

"I bet you look great." I smiled, even though he couldn't see me.

"Thanks. But I look terrible." He laughed.

"How's the wedding-Luke!" I shouted as he grabbed my waist and pulled me close to him.

"What?" Calum asked, a hint of confusion in his voice.

"Sorry. Hold on a sec." I turned around to face Luke. He had a slight smirk on his face as I glared up at him. "Luke, let. Go." He held on tighter.

"Mia, we slept together-"

"Mia?" I heard Calum mumble.

"Luke, stop." I warned him.

"We slept together. Are you seriously gonna deny you liked sleeping with me?" Luke frowned a little, still clutching on to my waist. I tried pushing him away but his grip was too strong.

"Luke-"

"Luke? Mia, what's going on?" Calum asked, concerned. I squeezed my eyes shut and felt like crying. I didn't even know why.

"Luke, get off me!" I yelled. Luke frowned as I pushed him away and spoke into the phone again. "I'll call you back." I hung up, putting my phone down.

"Mia-"

"Shut up, Luke. I am so sick of you doing that to me!"

Luke look surprised. "What do you mean?"

"You're nice to me one day, and the next you wake up and decide to be a dick about everything!" I exclaimed, turning round to face him.

He stared at me. "Mia, I'm sorry, okay-"

"No! No, Luke. I've had it. I'm done." I sighed in frustration, running my hands through my hair.

"Where are you going?" He asked, following me into my room.

"Home. I don't want to live here anymore, not with you." I told him, grabbing my suitcase from the corner and stuffing my clothes in it.

"Mia."

"Leave me alone, Luke."

"Mia."

"Luke, I said leave me-"

"Mia." He grabbed my arm gently and spun me around, looking down at me with soft eyes. "Mia, please don't leave. I-I don't know why, but..."

"I'm leaving, Luke. Nothing you could do or say will change my mind." I said firmly, staring up at him.

"Don't do this."

"You don't live that far." I said coldly, pushing him off me. Luke's face turned into a look of sadness as he sighed and hung his head.

"Alright. Well, bye, I guess."

I didn't say anything but turned back to my suitcase.