24 HOUR BUS. (Luke Hemmings 5sos) AU

Hour 6

*Penny's POV*

I jittered awake with a sudden bang right near me. At first I was confused until I remembered where was. A warm liquid was dripping onto my legs which urged me to open my eyes to find out what it was.

Panic flood through me at the sight of the sticky red soaking into my jeans made me feel sick. Blonde hair dangled almost grazing my knees. My breathing speed up dramatically as I tried desperately to move my blood covered legs away from the waterfall coming from the blond head.

"I though it was going to be me." Luke whispered breathlessly, helping me pull me legs up onto the seat so I sat with my knees under my chin. I never replied, just started wide eyes at the head in front of my hanging over the back of the seat. "Here." He pulled a tissue from his leather pocket. "You've got blood of your face now." I realised leaning my face against my legs was proberly not the best idea but I didn't bother, only moved my head a bit so the tissue could be placed between my chin in knees.

"I-it's all over me." My voice shook and tears filled my eyes. I turned to look Luke in the eyes seeing tears forming there too. The reality of what was happening his me there. I, a normal nineteen year old girl, is sat on a bus coated in someone else's blood. Waiting from my turn to die! Since when did this happen to people like me?! Tears streamed down my face at a rapid speed even though I attempted to hold back whale like sobs.

The blood from my jeans was soaking through into my mandatory uniform white polo shirt. I was still staring aimlessly at Luke, hoping he would say something, anything, to make this better. But no words came from his pierced lips. Words failed me as I tried to put the mess in my head together, its like sorting out your study noted without a folder, holepunch, deviders, stapler and everything else that it takes. My mind was in the state of a folder with everything pulled out right before an exam. And suddenly I dont know how to string a sentence together to express how I feel. I cant describe how I feel about this persons blood all over me, or how it was so close to me. What if he missed them and got me. I was sleeping! I would have missed the very last hour of my life! BREATH PENNY BREATH!

I mentally slapped myslef bringing me back to my new reality.You know that saying? Live everyday like its our last. I never belived in that before. I still dont. I now belive in a slightly differant one. Like every hour like its your last. Even if you live it in fear, make the most of it.

At some point my body slipped down back to the previous posiction and the dripping returned to my now numb legs.

"Its okay, its only blood." Luke was blinking back tears as he spoke. I galnced at the clock and nearly twenty minuies had passed. This could be my last hour an its almost over... "We are going to try and get out, okay?" He whispered to make sure as little people heard as possible. Its not that he wanted them to die but I figured it was to prevent huge outburst and rush which would allert the driver.

"How many people are we?" I asked. He held up four of his abnormally long fingers then pointed to Sally across from us and who she was next too. I smiled slighly at the thought he included me in this and thought of me when he thought of living. It's weird, that someone did.

I make mistakes.
I know making mistakes is normal, I just happen to make a lot of them.

Thing is, I get comfortable around someone or somewhere and then I make a mistake. Always. Then I over think it until it becomes this huge thing to me. So I stop and start again and go back to hardly talking and avoiding and hiding until the cycle starts again.
Mistakes landed me where I live now, gold fish as my only form of company in my daily life.

Getting this bus was a mistake.
Well a big one by the looks of it.
A big mistake.
But what if it was it a mistake? Maybe it is a huge kick up the ass to tell me to fix my life. Or it could be what ends my mistakes. Either way I know I'm going to make another mistake. And it will start all over again.

My point here is I make mistakes. So I can't try and leave with Luke and Sally and this other person. I will make a mistake there and then their lives are in the line too. I can't get them killed.

That's their job.

I let out a sigh a glanced at the time. Well making the most of it went down the drain faster than my life.

"Are you going to get out with us then?" Luke asked and I shook my head without looking at him. "Please." He whispered. Again I shook my head. He went silent and looked ahead to the clock. "We should be going in the next hour." He lent over to me. "Consider it." He pleased and I nodded to silence him.

The time was going and going faster. It was beginning to get boring. The same thing again and again. Hour. Death. Hour. Death. Hour. Death.
Even thinking about its boring.

It was going to happen again and it was going to go just the same. So when the bus driver came around the corner I turned and watched out the window, to the ever changed and ever unpredictable weather.