i miss you // luke hemmings

09

Stella's POV

I wake up to someone shaking my shoulders.

"What? What happened? Did we crash?" I ask the person shaking my shoulders.

"No. We landed, you slept all the way through." Ashton says laughing.

"Oh okay. Could you get the bag in the box thingy?" I ask.

"Yeah sure!" Ashton says joyfully.

"Where are we going now?" I ask getting out of my seat and walking off the plane.

"Umm I think the tour bus, maybe. I heard it was parked in the back because of the huge mob of girls in the front." Ashton says rolling his eyes. "They have to realize that we are normal people."

"Do you not like being famous?" I say not meaning to pry.

"I like being famous, and I love the fans. But some go above and beyond on what they do for us." he says honestly. I don't blame him. Being famous does get exhausting.

"Oh okay. Hey Luke where are we going now?" I ask Luke as I see his figure come into view.

"I have no clue honestly. Hey Cal what are we doing now?" Luke asks Calum, who just shrugs.

"We are going to load onto the tour bus and get to the hotel as quick as possible." the bodyguard says rushing us toward the back exit.

We walk as quickly as possible to get to the back exit before the boys are seen. As soon as we get outside, there is a huge group of girls screaming.

"Stella come here." Luke says protectively pulling me behind him so he could protect me. We lace our fingers together and walk quick. We get shoved into the tour bus in a flash and all of the chaos around us increases. I see a girl flash her boobs to Calum. I hear some girl say they'll give Mikey a blowjob, like these girls are crazy. What the hell.

"That was crazy!" I say exhaling. "I may need my inhaler." I say wheezing a little bit. The big crowd was horrible.

"Are you okay?" Luke whispers in my ear giving my hand a reassuring squeeze. "I know you get asthma attacks."

"Yeah, it's just a slight one right now. This ones more like a panics attack." I say shrugging. I've beefing getting a lot of panic attacks ever since Luke left and my dads death.

"Hey Stella just breathe, okay. Breathe with me." Luke says gesturing me to breathe with him.

In a couple of minutes my panic attack is under control.

"Thanks Luke." I say nuzzling into his neck, and closing my eyes. "It really helped for you just being there."

"Here let me carry you to your bunk. It's right undermine." Luke says picking me up bridal style.

"Luke." I say before he's about to leave. "Could you lay here with me?"

"Yeah, I will." he says climbing into the bunk. "Did you miss me over that year?" Luke whispers facing me.

"Yeah." I whisper back tiredly even though I slept the whole plane ride. I close my eyes drowsily.

"I missed you, too." Luke whispers kissing the top of my head.