Faking It || l.r.h

26. Movie

"Nope. I wanted to make sure you were okay." I said honestly.

"You don't have to worry about me, Luke, I'll be fine. I've made it this far and I don't have long before I can move out and have a life of my own."

"I know I just..." I didn't know what to say that wouldn't reveal my feelings.

"Just what?" She asked.

"Never mind." I shook my head. She threw the covers off herself and started getting out of bed. "Where are you going?" I asked, hoping I didn't sound too disappointed.

"The bathroom." She chuckled and left the room.

I got out of her bed to look around. She didn't have many pictures in her room, just a few of her and Dylan and one of her mum. I noticed her rack of movies and I examined them, most of them being Disney movies, but one caught my eye and it made me remember a conversation we had a while ago.

I slid it out of its place and turned to see her in the doorway.

"What are you doing?" She asked.

I held up the movie. "Why don't we watch The Fault in Our Stars? You said you'd watch it with me anyway."

"I'll go make us some popcorn." She smiled and left.

I smiled to myself as I set up the DVD player and television. I let the trailers play as I laid back down and waited for her as the selection screen was displayed on the t.v.

She came back and propped herself up beside me and sat the bowl in between us. I played the movie and grabbed some popcorn, shoveling it into my mouth.

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After it ended, I heard her sniffle.

"Are you crying?" I chuckled.

"No." Her voice was slightly shaky and she turned around.

"Oh c'mon, it wasn't that bad." I put my fingers under her chin and turned her back to face me. But I did cry the first time I watched it.

"It is! No matter how many times I watch it I always cry. Gus didn't deserve to die. Imagine the one you love dying, wouldn't you be hurt?" She asked.

"Yeah." I nodded. It'd do more than hurt me, it'd kill me. I couldn't imagine living and she's gone.

She dabbed at the corners of her eyes. "Well that was fun." She chuckled and got up, grabbing the now empty popcorn bowl.

I got up to stretch and my phone rang. I took it out of my pocket and looked at the caller ID; it was my mum.

"It's my mum." I said to her, looking back at my phone and deciding whether or not I should answer.

"I'll leave you two to talk, then." She said and left.

I took a deep breath and slid to answer. "Hello?"

"Luke Robert Hemmings." She said in a stern voice.

"Hey, mum. What's up?" I asked in an attempt to lighten the mood.

"As if you don't know, but let me refresh your memory. First, you don't come home and you don't even give us as much as a call or as a text. And then I get a call from your school today saying you weren't there. Care to explain?"

A call already? They usually wait until after school to do those. I brought my phone around to check the time. It was close to four, well after school. I didn't realize we laid in the bed so long.

"I'm waiting, Luke." She said in an aggravated tone. "Where were you last night?"

"I was with Avery." I answered truthfully. There was no point in lying now, I was already in trouble.