Skinny Love

Chapter 65

I knock the door. Hard. Trying to get someone's attention. Luke haven't answered my calls since yesterday, I know Calum's with Stephane - he probably brought one of the other guys.

I knock again, knowing someone's in there. Eventually, someone slowly open the door from inside.

I frown as soon I see Luke. He looks tired, sweatpants on and and his hair in a mess. "What happened to you?"

"Nothing" he mutters, clearly irritated by me.

I feel uncomfortable where I stand, I shift foot. "Can I talk to you?"

"You already are"

I stare at him. There's really no need to sound rude... "Well I was just wondering if you maybe could go to a party with me for like an hour on Friday, but considering it's your birthday I wanted to ask you before I let Tay know"

He stays quiet, refusing to answer me. I don't know what his problem is today, but it's not okay considering I haven't done anything towards him.

"Fine! If you don't want to talk to me, I won't talk to you either!" I cross my arms over my chest. "You know what? Don't even bother coming over on Friday, I'll just go to the party alone! You can hang out with the boys instead, cause you're clearly not interested in being around me"

I turn around, walking away. I'm pissed. I might not have the best temper, to be honest.

"Oh, and about my dad" I turn my head around. "He'll be outside Starbucks by eleven on Saturday, waiting"

Then I start walking again. Trying to get far away from Luke. He had no right to treat me like that! Or ignore my calls for that matter.

I pick up my phone, calling Taylor.

"Tay," I say. "I'll be on the whole party. I've changed plans with Luke, he won't come with me"

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Luke's perspective ~

I watch her quickly walk away. She has a lot of temper... But I can't deny it, it just makes her even more attractive.

The reason I pissed her off is stupid. I mean, she was here to kindly ask if I might be able to join her to that party on Friday.

I've just felt really homesick lately. I haven't let it affect me before, but last night, when my brother, Jack, excitedly told me how proud everyone at home was over me... I totally broke down. I barely cry, and I doubt my own brothers have watched me fell more than a few tears our whole life's. But I was literally crying a river, blurring out how much I miss home. How much both him and Ben, my other brother, our dog, mom and dad, all of my friends, my bed and our house. I even said I missed school.

The reason why I didn't answer Destiny's calls or texts was mostly because she's the only thing that I'll really miss by heart when I'm leaving. I'll miss the fans and the great opportunity to record our album, of course, but I don't love anything of that on the same level. I miss everyone and everything at home, but at the same time, I don't want to leave her.

I shouldn't have let my feelings go this far. Ashton was right. He was always right. This will affect and hurt both me and Destiny more than we ever thought was possible.

I talked to mum last night too, trying to explain how much I miss home through my hyperventilation. She knows about Des though, and after she managed to calm me down, she asked me how things was going with her. First, it made me in a better mode, me rambling on about my girlfriend. Before I realised how much I'll miss her when we leave, and how much it hurts that I barely will be able to see her again. I cried all my energy out. Curled up under my blankets behind a closed door. I know that the other boys heard me crying. I don't really care though, they're like brothers to me, I wouldn't really mind it.