bigger boys and stolen sweethearts // l.h.

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hey sorry it's been like 4 months but i forgot about this a bit until i saw a funny comment on it so here i am??? hahaha hey fam (sorry if this disappoints i've seemingly forgotten the plot for this lmao)

if you had told me that i'd be walking into the first day of my junior year without luke hemmings by my side a year ago, i would have called you insane. how wrong naïve little margo was back then.

a year ago, little margo and little luke had the world in their tiny palms. well, were our hands smaller a year ago? i couldn't tell you. it's the little things that i wish i payed more attention to while we we friends.

and im not trying to sound like some crybaby ex who never even dated him, but luke was a huge part of my life and he just took that piece and pissed on it.

back then, all was well. prepubescent luke and i would just spend time with each other, and never care what anyone. yeah, we had other friends, but no other person held such a huge spot in our lives.

neither of us or any of our friends were that popular, but we didn't have any desire to be.

the beginning of sophomore year was when everyone became subjective to change.

i, personally, did not enjoy change. especially when change made my (ex) best friend run for the hills.

the memories of the good times were beginning to fade, but one memory that will stick with me for the rest of my existence is the day my best friend started slipping right through fingertips.

"hey guys!" luke chirped as he sat down at our lunch table.

"wow, luke, i feel like that's the nicest thing you've said to us all week," calum said back.

"yeah, who took the stick out of your ass?" i joked, but we were secretly wondering why he was so happy. this week has been extra stressful for the whole school, but luke had taken the pressure particularly hard.

"ha. hilarious. but if you must know, the knew girl is in my calculus class. she's definitely out of my league and will be super popular, but a boy can dream," luke replied.

at the time, none of us really seemed to care, never thinking anything would actually happen. but in our defense no one thought after winter break that year luke would hit puberty, hard. and by the time valentine's day rolled around hot luke and hot rosemary were completely in love and none of us could do anything about it.

and when saint patrick's day came luke fucking texted me and told me he never wanted to see me again, and i was a loser who didn't deserve him.

that's the kicker isn't it, neither of them had ever been mean. rosemary had always been kind of pleasant, and luke was the most awkward creature to ever walk the earth, so none of us (mainly me) could have had any time to prepare.

with that rude text he managed to take my heart and my dignity and throw it into a fucking murky river. oh, and he took calum.

that text is the reason i am waking into junior year alone. well, i guess more metaphorically alone, because although i was surrounded by my "friends" nothing would ever compare to him.

hey this is crap!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! but that pic tho ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) luke wtf

but ya sorry this is really ramble-y but i hate when there's no character development ja feel

should i put in luke's pov next chapter or eventually or never or???????????????? and if no one comments or answers pretend i never asked this

this would have been dedicated to oahsis bc that comment about the pizzeria was really funny and ur a sweetheart so yeah thx boo

lauren :-)