Therapy // Luke Hemmings

Chapter Seven

Hey everyone, fellow readers, i decided to take down chapter seven and rewrite it, i dont want luke finding out about katie yet (me) but yeah , it will come eventually but just not yet. I also just wasnt happy with it and I'm sorry it took so long to update

Katies POV

I wake up the next morning and get dressed, engulfing my bandaged limbs with a jumper and sweatpants.

Since it was saturday, I just decide to stay home, I had no plans anyways

I wince as i knock my arm on the dresser while pulling up my hair, and
checking my room for any evidence of last night.

Cleaning the blood splotches from bedroom and bathroom floors that id missed and changing my bed from crimson stained sheets.

I hear the door slam, thats my mum gone again, most likely over 3 months. Atleast she cares enough to leave me money for food and anything else I may need, but she still leaves every-time without saying goodbye

After my room and bathroom are clear theres a bash at the door

I go downstairs and open the door to see Luke, who pulls me into a hug. I try not wince from the tight pain causing gesture, hoping he didn't take any notice.

Looking perfect as always. Flannel and jeans, black vans. I look down and realise, I'm basically still in sleepwear. At 12pm in the afternoon.

I run upstairs to grab my phone and head back down to find Luke sat on the couch flicking through Netflix

"Come upstairs,we can watch something in my room" turning round and going back up with Luke trailing behind me.

I flop myself down on my bed and watch as Luke pauses infront of my bed, starting to unbutton his flannel.

"Lu-kee what are you.." " relax, I've got at shirt on, see?" Pulling at one side, revealing the white tshirt underneath, he finished unbuttoning and completely slipped off the flannel.
My eyes darted to his arms.

"When did you get all these?!" Both of his arms completely covered in ink, dark,colourful ink. There must be about six tattoos on each arm.

"About a year ago" he chuckles, flopping down on the bed next to me. "Do you like them?" Sitting up,I traced my fingers over his inked skin. "I didn't think tattoos were your thing"

Me and Luke are basically twins, were exactly alike, basically the boy and girl versions of each other, but out of everything he could do, I didn't think he'd get tattoos. I want one, maybe two, but I didn't think Luke would at all.

" they weren't, but I think they're cool"
He shrugs " they actually kind of suit you" I giggle looking at the flamed guitar on his arms upper muscle

"Kind of suit me?, they make me more punk rock" he smirked "yeah sure" I roll my eyes

" hey!" Luke playfully shoves me, which results in me ending up on the floor, we erupt into fits of giggles as I make my way back onto the bed

We sit in silence for a while until Luke speaks up "Alots changed Katie" leaning back, with big sigh before continuing "even with us"

"Good or bad changes is the real question then I suppose" leaning back down, placing my head on his chest "exactly" placing a kiss to my temple

"Really good changes I hope" I whisper but still loud enough for him to hear, he shifts, stands up and makes his way towards the door " I'll be back in a minute, but I really hope so to Katie"

He walks out the door and down the stairs, I hear the front door slam shut and I look outside.

Finding Luke stood underneath my window pulling out a cigarette

Maybe Luke's changed more than I thought..