End Up Here Luke Hemmings Fanfic

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How have you been guys? So I wasn't able to write these past few days beause heck it had been a vey busy week for me. Anyway, here's an update to enjoy! Plusss, I've got a job!! YAY!

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SARAH

It has been three weeks since the incident. Dad called everyday to check in on me. I told him that I’ll be ready and fully recovered just in time for our planned Asian tour.

I wasn’t able to go back to school of course, and all of that had been covered by Luke. He took care of everything for me while I was taking days of rest at home and going back to the hospital for my recovery monitoring and psychology and psychiatry sessions.

I didn’t see Luke’s band mates since the first day I spent at the hospital. I think I kind of figured what’s happening now, Luke and his dad are to look after me and mum as whatever gang they have would take care of whoever are responsible for what had happened to me.

After one of my psychiatric sessions at the hospital rehab, Luke drove me home where mum decided to stay till I fully recovered or till I’m set for my mini-getaway with dad and his new family. My mum brought her office in one of the rooms downstairs and I started using a vacant room beside that as well. I could actually climb up to my room but mum and Luke joined forces to make me stay downstairs, so what can I do?

“Luke, could you please tell me what’s happening?” I asked him as soon as he pulled out the key from the ignition.

“What are you talking about, Sarah?” His furrowed his brows and just stared at the steering wheel, licking his bottom lip. So I reach for his cheek and force him to look at me.

“Babe, please tell me what’s happening? I’m worried for your friends, even for your family.”

 He took my hand from his face and reach for the other. “Everything has been taken care off, baby. The only thing you have to be worried about right now, is your own recovery. The therapists said you’re doing great, right?”

 “Luke, if everything has been taken care off, I want to invite your friends and your family for a dinner… it will be like my recovery celebration.” I weakly smiled trying to catch his beautiful eyes.

He sighed and met my gaze. “Okay. Okay. If that will make you feel good, baby.”

LUKE

She’s really persistent about the subject that I and dad have been avoiding to talk about especially that her mum didn’t know. Well, Sheryl – as I started calling her – kept in touch with the police who are still clueless up until now. They didn’t have to know since they’ll just ruin everything planned by the boys to fix this.

After two more weeks of her visits in the hospital, the doctor finally told her that she could be back every month for her few more things till she’s fully recovered.

I’d say that she’s really coping well since I never left her side. I’d didn’t think about attending school, I just have to be with her all the time. Plus the fact that she’ll be leaving for ‘her’ Asian tour with his father’s family in two weeks – no, in ten days, ten fucking days!

Though she’s still relatively weak than the normal Sarah, she insisted on doing ‘her recovery celebration-party’ tomorrow, just right after the doctors told her that she’s good to go around Asia.

“Luke,” she called me as she eyes the vegetables laid out in the grocery. She stopped my wandering thoughts of how much I admire her simplicity. Her bruises are all gone now, thank god!

“Mum told me that the elderly can come a bit early, I mean… I know your friends and some… someof mine would love to have a real party like… like you guys use to…” She mumbles nervously trying to make her point. So I cut her off her misery, “Baby, you don’t have to worry about that, this is your party, you can do whatever you want.” I remember her telling me about these kinds of parties.

She huffs and put down five big red tomatoes in the cart.

“What is it?” I stood behind her as I snake my hand to her hand resting on the cart and the other around her delicate waist.

“I don’t want to leave for Asia.” She finally confessed, pouting and looking down the green and red bell peppers.

“What?” I asked, obviously astounded. So I turn her to face me and cup her face. “Why, baby?”

She helped herself out of my arms and pushed towards the grocery cart. “I don’t know…” She sighed. “It’s too far.”

“Too far?” I pushed trying to connect the dots she’s drawing me in.

She finally looked up to me so I stepped toward her. “Far from you, far from mum, far from here.”

I swallowed the forming lump in my throat before reaching for her both hands and entwining our fingers. “Baby, you’ve waiting for this for so long, remember?”

She tucks few strands of her hair behind her ear but I refuse to let go of her sweating hands. “That was before all this. Before me and mum got along so good for a long time… Before you.” She exhaled once again, “Before this. Before us.”

I caught her eyes that were boring into mine and I stared down her with an understanding look. I don’t want her to leave for two fucking weeks. That’s just too long. But I have to understanding; she once claimed that this is one of her dreams, one of her dreams in her entire life. How selfish of me to just stop her from taking it when its just in her reach? She was so supportive of the band and this time is my turn to make her do what she had been dreaming before me, before us.

“Baby,” I exhaled and pressed my forehead down to hers. “You’re dad misses you too. Besides you’re coming back right after dad and won’t even spend time with them in Los Angeles, right? You don’t want your brother and sister hating on you for giving them false hopes…”

She just simply nod and huffs in defeat. I hope she won’t hate me for making her go. This is her dream, to spend time with his dad’s new family, especially with her younger half-siblings.

Our lips brush slightly just before a mum with a three-year old son cleared her throat from behind. Sarah mumbled an apology and I dragged her and our cart of groceries to the cashier.

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