The Game Show Affect [†] Luke Hemmings

~18~

Today was my day with Calum, and we were going to this Disney outlet. I was a tad bit more than ecstaticed. Amy gave us each sixty bucks to shop away. When we got there, Calum and I raced inside. Calum went straight to wondering around, but I was stuck, basking in the glory of all the Disneyness. It was like the Disney version of Mr. Migoriums Wonder Emporium.

My eyes landed on the The Lion King section, and I made a mad dash for it. This is where Blake Walker Mellet belongs.

The Australian Disney Outlet.

***

"Father, you will never guess what I did today." I mused, staring at the ceiling.

"Daughter, what did you do today?" He spoke in the same tone.

"I got Lion King merchandice." I cheered. "I got a beanie, a skirt and a Hakuna Matata shirt. It is a very happy time, sir."

He laughed, "Well, Missy, I have to get to bed. I love you."

"I love you too." I made a kissy noise before hanging up. I hopped out of bed and down to Jessas room. She peered up at me over her book, but continued reading. "Well, hello to you too."

She rolled her eyes, continuing to read The Fault in Our Stars. I closed her door and took a seat on the foot of her bed. She wasn't actually reading; I could tell because her eyes were glazed over and she was most certainly concentrating on keeping a hard look.

"Jess, you okay?" I asked, grabbing her book and marking her page.

"Yeah. Why wouldn't I be?" She asked as if I had offended her.

My brow furrowed, what was up with her? Two seconds ago she looked like she was ready to go die in a hole and now she looks like she wants to slaughter me. She groaned and it clicked.

"Period?" I asked.

"Period." She co firmed with a pout. "And I feel like my tampon is assaulting me."

I giggled, "Want me to make you tea?"

"And some toast?" She asked.

I nodded, "Sure. I'll be back in a bit."

She called out a thanks as I made my way to the kitchen. Tia shot me a glare, to which I ignored, and I flicked on the kettle and popped two slices of bread in the toaster.

"If you were hungry, I could've made you a snack." Luke said softly, hugging me from behind.

"I don't like tea. This is for Jessa; she is having this thing girls get where it feels like your uterus is eating itself and blood is flowing from your vagina." Luke shuddered as I turned around, my butt against the counter. "But thank you, that's very sweet."

He placed his lips on my head, and gave my shoulders a squeeze.

"Im so proud of you." He whispered so none of the girls that lingered could hear, "If you ever think I'm being too clingy, or need me to... I don't know. Just, if you ever feel like I'm pressuring you, I'm not. Okay? Don't be afraid to tell me what you feel."

"Okay." I whispered, as the toaster popped behind me.

***

I grimaced at the Rom-Com playing in front of everyone. It was nasty. And boring. And all around awful. Jessa was up front, sobbing her eyeballs out, Delta accompanied her with a box of tissues and the rest of the girls were scattered around. The guys and I sat in the back. Them typing away on their phones, and me drawing a cat. Because anything is better than this poorly acted piece of shit.

"Cool cat." Mikey whispered.

"Thanks." I whispered back.

"What's his name?" He asked.

Although I'm not one to name drawings, I decided to play along, "I don't know. What do you think it should be?"

"Sergio." Ashton chimed in.

"Sergio Williams." Calum added.

"Sir Sergio Williams." Luke built up the name.

On the bottom of the page I wrote Sir Sergio Williams in calligraphy.