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twenty eight

ugh this chapter is sad sorry i may double update💓 it's snowing yeee!!!

fae dalton/

i woke up the next morning feeling sad. i don't know why. maybe the sky seemed too blue or i dreamed something sad.

all i know is that i wanted to lay in bed all day. but, i also had the video from last night to edit.

i sighed quietly and decided id go get something to eat from downstairs in the hotel restaurant. you know, because i had to wake up anyway.

i stayed in my sweatpants and oversized t-shirt and simply brushed my hair a little bit. i didn't put on makeup or shoes.

which is gross but hey i love my fuzzy socks.

there was a small buffet with like, no line, but i passed. i slid into a booth and turned my phone in my hand while waiting for a waiter.

a tired looking lady comes by.

"what would you like?" she asks and pulls out a pen. i scan over the menu and get a coffee.

now, im a tea person. i don't like caffeine and i don't think it's healthy.

but with my current mood i think it would help. she jots down the fact that i would like a black coffee, no cream, no milk.

i pick up my phone and dial a number practically inscribed in my memory after she leaves. i blink slowly.

"hello?" i say when i hear it click. there's no response. that's odd. she's usually good with her phone.

"mom?" i try again, wanting to catch up with my bachelorette mother. it's been about 4 days since ive left d.c.

i realize it's a voice mail and leave a quick message, disguising the disappointment in my voice.

"hey! mum! it's all good in the city and um i just wanted to talk. 'hats all. love you and, em, call me back whenever."

i hang up my phone and am left with silence, other than the quiet clinking of plates and mindless chatter.

reaching into my pocket of my sweat pants, i pull out ear buds. it's a good habit of mine to bring them with me.

the waitress comes back with my coffee and i thank her again. i quickly turn on 'mad sounds' by the arctic monkeys. i would love to see them live.

i blow onto my coffee, steam dancing above the mug, and check onto twitter.

my timeline is full of 5sos. that's odd, i never really realized how many of my fans liked them.

@helladopemgc: wtf luek no

@yastubers: so i kinda like 5sos but they need to stop w the groupie shit

groupies? they actually have that?

in my opinion, i strongly dislike the idea of using someone for a night. i find it disgusting, and frankly, that makes me look at the boys differently. if that's even true.

@5secondsofsexy: pic of luke and some girl from last night :/

attached is a photo of luke, looking cute and nice, and a girl. very pretty and not nice. his arm is around her and they're both holding drinks.

i sigh. maybe i am a little jealous. maybe not. i don't know, i just feel bad at the moment.

@faedalton: Don't ever use someone for something else. ever.

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to luke: hey

to luke: hello

to luke: luek where are you

why wasn't anyone answering their phones?

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@faedalton: editing video :-(

@faedalton: @faedalton **:-)

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so i edited the video. i smiled at some parts and ate a ton of food. when it was ready, i pulled away from my laptop and opened the curtains.

the city was huge. it was amazing.

my phone buzzed.
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from luke: hey

from luke: Are you okay? 🐧

to luke: um why wouldn't i be lols

from luke: You seem weird? idk. gotta go. banding

to luke: have fun

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rachel was out the whole day so i was left alone. im really happy though because friends is now on netflix. i watched 2 episodes and then turned off my computer. i don't know what to do, but i still feel sad. i hated days like these, because my life is amazing. i have people who love me, i have friends, im in la! people would kill for this lifestyle, but im still upset.

i send rach a text asking when she'll be back. she takes a minute to respond and tells me it'll be like 3 hours. she asks me if i needed her. i said no. she said she's going to do something for me.

as im turning on friends again, there's a knock on the door.

if it's house keeping im going to burst into tears i do not need that right now. sighing, i rub my eyes and walk to the door. swinging it open slowly, i scratch my chin.

"luke?"

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omg sad chap sad fae but is it luke

can i make this a jack hemmings fic bc im jack af