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Luke's POV
"Yes, Mikey. I have a date."
"Wow, really?" Mikey says sarcastically.
"Ouch, is it that hard to imagine?"
"Yeah, I always thought you'd never give up on Andrea."
"Well, Andrea gave up on me. A long time ago," I say kinda hurt.
"Yeah, I know. It's weird, I wanted y'all to end up together," Mikey says seriously.
"You know what Mikey. So did I."
"Okay, well, Mr. Ladies Man, you better go get ready for your date. Do you even know where y'all are going? And what about paparazzi?"
"Yeah, we're going to this restaurant in Venice. It's called The Rose (actual restaurant) or something. And I don't care about paparazzi."
"Well, Luke, she might."
"Michael, she doesn't even recognize me. She doesn't know who I am."
"Luke, that might be a good thing. It's better she falls in love with you, then with Luke Hemmings."
"But, I am Luke Hemmings."
"Oh, Luke, you know what I mean. Go get dressed."
~ skip to date ~
The restaurant is a cute little place on the beach. It's Italian food (I'm not sure if the actually restaurant is Italian food, but whatevs) , so I hope she likes pasta. I'm wearing a fancy button up and khakis, but my fanciness is completely overshadowed by Addy's natural beauty. She didn't even dress up, and she looks ten times better than me.
"I hope you like Italian food, Addy."
"Anyone who doesn't like Italian food is someone who shouldn't be trusted," Addy says smirking.
"Haha, very true. So tell me about yourself."
"Well, I'm 19. I'm going to UCLA, and I want to be a neuroscientist. The hotel is just to pay the bills."
"Wow, what made you choose neuroscience?"
"Well, my mom was a neuroscientist, and so was my dad. There's something about how the brain works that makes me so fascinated. I could talk for a whole day about it, so why don't you tell me about you?" She says smiling.
"Honestly, there's nothing to me. I'm just Luke. I'm a singer in a band with three of my best friends."
"I'm guessing you're pretty popular, that would explain all the paparazzi outside," She says inquisitively.
"I mean, I'm pretty well known. Have you heard the song that goes 🎶 You look so perfect standing there in my American Apparel underwear, and I know now--"
"Stop singing so loudly," she says laughing.
"Well have you heard the song?"
"Yeah, you're in that band 5 seconds of summer?"
"Yeah, I'm the lead singer and guitar player."
"Wow, that's so cool. I used to play bass guitar."
"Oh my gosh, I should introduce you to Calum. He could teach you some stuff, if you want," I say with a smirk.
"I'd rather not," she says matter-of-factly.
"Ouch, why is that?"
"Because, I've always been more into guitar playing. I've always wanted to learn," she says with the same exact smirk I gave her.
"Oh really? I could teach you," I say smiling.
"You know what? I'd love that," She says smiling too.
*Ring, Ring, Ring*
I look down at my phone and see that Andrea is calling me. I wonder what she would want.
"Is that important? You can take a call, it's okay." Addy says.
"It's not someone important."
"You sure?" She says understandingly.
"Trust me. There's nothing more important than you and me right now."
"Okay," she says smiling.
~ skip to after food is done ~
"Addy, I'm so full. I can't eat anymore tiramisu."
"Aww, I don't care. We're not leaving this offer, it's so good." She says laughing.
"I might throw up on you."
"You better not, Luke Hemmings. I'm not even joking."
"Haha, fine, I'll eat some more."
I check my phone, since I put it on silent and see 5 calls from Andrea.
"Hey, Addy? Do you mind if I take a call really quick?"
"I can't believe you're trying to get out of eating more! But, yeah it's fine, go ahead."
"Okay, don't go anywhere."
"I'm not leaving, at least without you," she says smiling.
I smile, standing up and walk into the men's bathroom. Andrea left me a voicemail.
"Hey, Luke. I know you're probably busy with your life, and I'm probably the last person you want to talk to. But, I don't know. There's not really anyone else I want to talk to more than you. Call me back, if you want."
Ugh, what the hell.
"Hello, Andrea?"
"Luke."
"Yeah, what do you want? I'm kinda busy."
"Oh, okay," she says, and I can hear the hurt in her voice.
"I'm sorry, Andrea."
"You used to call me Drey," she says in a whisper.
"That's not fair, Drey. You used to call me baby."
"I'm so sorry Luke," I can hear her crying.
"No, you don't get to cry. You got the better half of this breakup, you're fucking engaged for Christ's sake!"
"I.... I never meant to hurt you."
"I honestly don't care what you meant to do. You hurt me, and I'm over this bullshit. I've got to go. I'm with a girl."
"Oh." I can hear her breathing.
"Yeah, bye Andrea."
"Umm, bye Luke."
Who does she think she is? She literally told me she didn't want me like two days ago, and now she's calling me all sad and hurt. That's not fair to me, at all.
I walk out of the bathroom and see Addy still trying to finish the tiramisu.
"Hey, beautiful."
"Hi, what's got you in such a good mood?" She says smiling.
"Nothing in particular. Just the fact that I have an amazing, gorgeous person in front of me, stuffing her face with tiramisu."
"Hey, that's not nice. I'm not stuffing my face, I'm just eating quickly," she says laughing.
"Come on, let's get it to go."
"Alright fine, Hemmings."
She stands up, and I walk towards her.
"Hi." She says in a whisper.
"Hi." I lean forwards and press my lips against hers. They're soft, and warm.
Eventually she pulls back, and says," That phone call must have made you very happy for some reason."
"Oh, you have no idea," I say laughing.
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