We tip toe, the contact from the freezing tiles sending shivers down my bony spine as Luke walks along-side me, his hand in mine. Luke’s hands always had felt perfect in mine, they made me feel safe and warm – something I hadn’t felt in a long time. It felt like the right thing to do even though I’m with Michael, holding hands is a friend thing isn’t it? A tap on the shoulder causes me to snap my head toward Luke and he half smiles before pressing his finger to his lips and points to the slob on the couch – or my dad, which ever you prefer. His head flung back, loud snores filling the room. The strong stench of beer and dirty laundry filled my nostrils causing my nose to crinkle up in disgust.
“I’ll stay here, you go up and get your stuff.” He whispers so softly, I could only just make out his words. I nod and scurry up the stairs, my feet padding against the wooden staircase. I pull out all of my clothes and throw them on the bed, adding the shoes that I can actually find the pairs for to the pile. I shove all the clothes and shoes in my navy blue duffel bag, swinging it over my shoulder and head out the door. My phone buzzes and I look down at it to see a text from Michael. I mentally aw,
I miss you already :(
My thumbs roam over the keyboard, but I stop mid sentence,
Aww, I miss y
and that was the last Michael heard of me before a fist comes in contact with my face.
// don't hate me
left you hanging oops
YOU ARE READING
too late ♡ hemmings
FanfictionScarlet and Luke have been best friends since the first day of kindergarten, since then they were inseparable. But what happens when Luke leaves with his band, 5 seconds of summer, without even saying good bye? "He was my best friend, my everythin...
