End Up Here Luke Hemmings Fanfic

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Hi guys! Have ypu guessed what happened next? Hope you'll like this chapter. Ooh, and the emd is coming nearer. Oops.

“Da… dad?” I flickered my eyes open like twenty more times and tried to wipe off the sleep from them and thought I might be dreaming.

                      

“Mom?”

“Luke,” He called again and walked towards me, pulling his hands away from Ms. Sherman’s body. I looked at Sarah who’s clueless as I am.

I stood quickly away from him as I try to think straight. I looked back to Sarah who stood in front of me and reached for my cold sweating hands that were tugging my tousled hair down. “Luke…”

I looked to my dad then to Ms. Sherman who’s trying to wrap her unbuttoned top around her body and wiping off their make out from her mouth.

“You…” I managed to say and point a finger from him to Ms. Sherman and back, “The two of you are…”

“I… We… I…” He stammered cutting me off.

“Sarah,” Ms. Sherman silently called her daughter but Sarah’s seemed to be lost of words too.

“Is he… who… he?” Sarah stammered asked with uncertainty in her eyes that fuck this whole shit, I can’t tell what my baby’s feeling right now.

I just stared at her unable to give her the obvious response that might kill the both of us at once it was said out loud.

“I… I need some air.” She tugged at her loose hair out of her face and pushed passed the two caught-up adults with nothing but only one of my shirts that reaches just above her knee.

“Sarah,” I called out, my voice echoing around the house as I leave to follow my bewildered girlfriend. I didn’t dare to look at the both of them and grabbed my keys and phone from the table. I felt a grip around my arm, “Son, I think…”

“Don’t tell me what you think. You don’t know her and she needs me.” I pulled my arm and sprinted out of the door.

The breeze is fucking freezing and my baby is walking across their massive lawn. A lot of questions popping in my head like a machine gun, darting directly to the center of my brain. How did these all happen? Where the hell my dad is all this time? How long have they been seeing? Dating? Fucking around? This can’t be real. Are they even serious?

“Sarah, please stop.” She stopped on her tracks and turned to me with a straight line brows and glassy eyes. She waited for me to approach her before releasing a heavy sigh.

She looked down her pink toes and shook her head sideways. I held her by the back of her neck, under her tousled hair to press her against my chest.

“How… what… what just happened?” She stammered. Her breathing gets heavy as she tried to stop herself from crying.

“Let’s just… let’s go home, okay?” I cupped her cheek and kissed her wet lips. I put my arms around her shoulders and together we walk towards the truck and drive to my house.

We let ourselves in and I lend her some sweats to keep her warm. We slid in my single old bed and she automatically laid her head on top of my chest.

Her mum left her multiple messages and voicemails. So as my dad to me. I know anytime he may barge in here but he better know not to push these things when it is all up at heat.

We both decided to ditch class and to just cuddle the whole day till its band’s practice for me. I lend her some clothes and drop her off at Shayne’s. She said she needed somebody to talk to and I think she’ll be safe with Shayne too.

It was almost midnight when the practice was over and when I picked her up from Shayne’s. We were both silent for a while and I’m unsure where she wanted to go home.

“I’m starving.” She cut the huge silence that started to creep me out. “Can we drop by some food chain?”

I drove to the nearest and open diner that I used to get food with the boys for an over night stay wherever. We hopped off the truck in silence till I notice her just standing by the truck. “Sarah.”

She exhaled then walked towards me we both reach for each other’s hands. Did I miss her that much, that her warmth sends warmth throughout my body up to my organs down to the tips of my veins? So I can’t help but to pull her in my arms and trap her inside me then and there in front of the 24-hour diner. “We’ll be okay, baby. I promise, everything’s going to be okay.”