I haven't put my phone down since Luke left.
It's torture not having received any word from him and doing crossword puzzles with Bryant is no where near as satisfying as doing them with Luke.
Anytime I'd ask one of the guys if they could get Luke to call me they'd say he was eating food, or out, or in the shower, or in the gym. It's absolutely infuriating.
I've tried to just turn off my phone and toss it in a corner but then I grow nervous that he'll call me back when my phone's off. Luckily, he's coming home tonight so I really don't have to wait much longer but I also wish he'd find a way to get in contact with me.
Calum said they'd be getting home around nine so I've been watching the clock like a hawk. It isn't too much longer until nine but it's truly been dragging on.
I even called Crystal to see if she had heard much from Michael and she said they talked at least three times a day. This confused me like no other considering Luke isn't the type to just not talk to me or check in. If I hadn't had confirmation from all the guys, I'd be worried about him.
I even made sure to make his favorite dinner for when he got home. He loves when I make homemade meatballs so I cooked up some spaghetti as well and have it on a burner in order to stay warm.
I'm sure he's going to be exhausted from this trip so I can't wait to be able to provide him some relief.
I sit at the table and jitter my leg up and down in excitement. This is the longest we've been apart and the lead up is killing me. I can't wait to lay down with him and hear him tell me all about the shows.
I hear the door handle jiggling so my eyes widen as I turn my attention towards it. I even hear Calum's laughter on the other side of the door making me sigh considering they're home.
Finally.
I get up to greet them just as the door opens. Calum is the first one to come into view so I outstretch my arms to greet him and he immediately pulls me in for a hug.
"Fuck it smells good in here," he practically moans as he pushes me aside and walks in.
I roll my eyes playfully as Michael shoots me a quick hello and heads to the food as well. Ashton lugs his baggage behind him and outstretches an arm to hug me with.
I hug him back as he walks over to his room and not to the food like the rest of them.
I spot Luke trailing in a few steps behind everyone making a smile stretch across my face as I wait in the doorway.
"Hey you," I say, excitement taking over every piece of me.
Luke looks up and hardly shoots me a smile before pushing his way into the kitchen. I stand there frozen, not knowing what to say or how to react by his response. In fact, I don't even move as I process what just happened.
"Good to see you too?" I try.
I hear our bedroom door slam shut which makes me jump as I turn to the guys who all look at my door with expressions that don't say much. I feel my heart race the slightest bit as I think about what could possibly be wrong with Luke.
I don't ask anyone any questions and instead walk right to our room in order to figure out what's up. I'm not leaving this unanswered, I have so many questions.
Luckily the door isn't locked so I knock on it softly before opening it, "Hey, I made your favorite-"
"Not hungry."
I step fully into the room to see he's shirtless in the bathroom as he washes his face and keeps his gaze on himself in the mirror.
"Okay..." I say slowly, feeling a pang of sadness shoot through me considering I put a lot of time into dinner. "How were the shows? I haven't heard from you-"
He lets out a sarcastic laugh before drying his face off with a towel, "I wonder why."
This makes me look to him in confusion considering there's almost venom in his words. Did something happen that I'm not aware of?
"So do I," I say not meaning to sound pushy but also wanting answers.
Luke looks at me in the mirror before shaking his head and stepping out of the bathroom. I watch him walk back into our room and I keep my distance considering he clearly isn't in a good mood.
"You know they found out who really committee the murders Jack was accused of."
My eyes widen, and I can't help but feel happy for him considering this must be a weight off his shoulders. To have the answers he's been looking for all these years must be so relieving.
"Luke that's great-"
"That's what I thought too," he says sharply making me practically take a step back as his eyes lock with my own. "Until I found out who had a huge part in it."
I furrow my eyebrows, having no idea where this could be heading. Who could've had a part in it that would make Luke so upset? Isn't he relieved to know his brother's officially in the clear?
"Go on," I say.
"Your brother Addison," he says making my heart drop. "Your brother sold the drugs to the person who committed the murder."
I want to fall to my knees at this piece of information. However, I'm so frozen in place I don't even know what to say. I must stare at Luke like a deer in headlights as his words replay in my head.
"I threw my phone when I found out, I was so unbelievably pissed."
I can't help but gasp at this knowing why he broke his phone. How have I been left in the dark about this this whole time?
"Luke..."
"I hate knowing that you're related to the person who put my family through hell all of those years."
I'm shocked by his words as I try to figure out where he's going with this. Is this why he didn't contact me this whole time?
"I'm lost..." I say finally speaking up. "So you ignored me these past few days because of something my brother did?"
Luke doesn't say anything as he turns his back to me in an attempt to seemingly walk away. How does that make any sense? What does my brothers' actions have to do with me?
"Your brother's a piece of shit."
I don't want to tell him he's not considering I'm sure Luke's pissed to hear that he's the one that put Jack through hell all these years. He has every reason not to like him. What I'm failing to put together is how this has anything to do with me.
"Okay, and you're allowed to think that but-"
Luke immediately turns around, anger written on his face, "I'm allowed to think that? You're going to stand here and tell me your brother isn't a terrible person for the hell he caused my family?"
I'm taken aback by Luke's words and I try to think of the right response. The last thing I want to do is make him more angry. However, I don't see this going in a good direction.
"There was no way for him to know what that guy was going to do Luke," I say, my voice calm as opposed to his that seems to get angrier by the second.
"He spent all those years knowing damn well someone else was paying for his own consequences," Luke says pointing a finger at me as he starts to walk towards me again. "He didn't do a thing about it and instead kept causing trouble."
I understand why Luke's pissed and I don't blame him. But I hate that he thinks he can take out his anger towards his brother on me. Why do I deserve to be reprimanded for something I wasn't aware of?
"What do you want me to tell you?" I ask throwing my arms up in exasperation. "I'm not my brother, nor do I know what my brother's always up to. I'm not around him anymore, I don't get to control his morals."
"Yeah but you're the one that's always helping him get off the hook," Luke says loudly as he rolls his eyes. "You're always paying for him to bail him out, or cover his ass when he does something dumb. Now here you are trying to find a damn lawyer to help him get a small sentence. He needs to learn his damn lesson."
I see where he's flicked the page on me and I can't help but get angry as well. He knows how my brother has no one and I'm the only person he has. We've talked so many times about not giving up on people you love. Sure he may not deserve to be helped but I'm not going to abandon him and Luke should understand that more than anyone.
"It's my brother Luke!" I say raising my voice for the first time ever at him. "He has no one in the world but me. What the hell am I supposed to do?"
Luke takes a step towards me and my heart picks up its pace the slightest as he seethes, "You make him learn his lesson and suffer the consequences."
I roll my eyes at the fact that he's standing here and trying to tell me how I should treat my brother. Sure this whole thing has affected him in a way but he can't take his anger out on me and yell at me for defending my brother.
"And what ever happened to not giving up on someone you love, huh?" I ask, crossing my arms over my chest. "Does that just not mean anything to you anymore?"
Luke just looks away as if to avoid eye contact, "Not when they don't deserve to be loved."
I let out a loud sarcastic laugh, not even believing his words. He can't be serious right now. Where is my Luke Hemmings? This for sure is not him.
I shake my head at him and turn my head in order to look him in the eyes. His gaze looks distance and I find it hard to even recognize him as I continue to shake my head.
"Who are you?" I ask barely above a whisper.
Luke searches my eyes and stays quiet, not giving me a response. Knowing I'm not going to get anything from him, I look away completely and prepare to leave the house. I need to get some fresh air and get far away from him.
Turning to the door of our room, I grip the handle before turning to Luke, "I made us dinner for the night, figured you had a long few days on the road and we could have some quiet time together."
Luke just blinks his eyes at me, finally having nothing to say.
"But now, I've lost my appetite."
I don't say anything further as I push open the door and slam it shut behind me. Storming off towards the kitchen, I see everyone sitting there no doubt having heard every word that Luke and I just said.
They all just stare at me with blank expressions and seem to wait for me to explain what just happened further as they have full plates of food in front of them. I can't even find it in me to be mad that they helped themselves to the food I made for Luke and myself.
I guess it would've gone to waste anyway.
"I'm staying at Crystal's tonight," is all I say.
Everyone's expressions turn to pure shock but I don't give them a second to dwell on it. Instead, I pull out my phone and make my way towards our front door.
"Come on Adds, don't leave," Calum is the first to say.
I don't address it or say anything and instead just walk out. I don't want to sleep beside Luke tonight. It's as if everything he ever told me about staying true to people you love and believing in them was a lie. That's what I always appreciated about him. I felt like he was one of the few people I could count on to always staying true to people you love.
But after what went down in there, I don't know what to believe.
Luke's POV:
I run my hands angrily through my hair as I hear the front door slam shut. Frustration pulsates through me as I try to stay calm and not throw something else against the wall.
I absolutely hated seeing Addison upset like that.
However, every piece of me continues to stay angry and refuses to understand where she's coming from.
But hearing her ask who the person was standing in front of her felt like a punch in the gut. I don't want her to not recognize me. At the same time though, this whole situation has brought out an anger from inside of me like never before.
I don't know how to handle this and I certainly don't know how to process it. Every piece of me doesn't want Addison helping her brother who put my family through hell. But Addison is Addison and she doesn't give up. She fights for what she loves and I know I can't be mad at her for that.
How the hell am I supposed to tell her to kick her brother to the curb?
"God dammit," I say loudly considering this whole thing is infuriating. The fact that she cooked a whole ass dinner for me when I spent the whole week avoiding her makes me feel guilty as hell.
Now she's gone, out the door, and it's all my fault.
If I hadn't so idiotically broke my phone, I'd call her and tell her to come back so we can talk the rest of this out. On the other hand, a big part of me tells me she needs space and I need to wait for her to come home.
I pissed her off big time.
I know all the guys no doubt heard what just went down and I can only imagine what they have to say about it. Considering it's Addison we're dealing with, I'm sure it won't be in my favor.
I decide to go out to see if they have any idea of where she ran off to. The wrath I'm about to experience is something I dread as I slowly open the door to hear them quietly talking to one another.
I walk out slowly and step into the kitchen just to get all of their attention as they all go quiet. Not saying anything, I walk over to grab a plate and look at all the food prepared.
God, I feel like shit.
"That didn't sound good," Ashton is the first to say.
I clench my jaw and put food on my plate as I ask, "Where'd she go?"
"Staying the night at Crystal's," Ashton says making me turn around with furrowed eyebrows.
She's staying with Crystal tonight? I just got home and she's staying there? She can't actually be staying over the whole night.
"The whole night?" I ask in disbelief.
Calum nods his head as he says, "You pissed her off big time."
I groan and throw my head back due to frustration at myself as I try to make sense of this all. I knew she was upset, but I had no idea she was upset enough to leave the house for the night.
"But I don't blame her," Calum says making a point.
I don't blame her either. Of course she wants to get away from me. Why would she want to stay the night here?
"Did she say anything else?" I ask.
They all shake their heads which makes sense considering she was out the door in seconds. I put my plate down, not even wanting it anymore considering I feel sick to my stomach. Hell, sure a part of me is upset with her but the fact that she felt she needed to leave the house for the night makes me feel guilty.
"Should I call her?" I ask.
"No," Calum says. "She'll be back tomorrow morning. Talk to her when you're not so angry and willing to make her feel bad."
I want to fight against this but know he has a point. Our conversation didn't go well and if I call her now, I'm scared it'll just go the exact same as it had gone earlier.
Maybe we both need the night to think it over.
The idea of sleeping in our bed alone is enough to make my stomach tighten. I shouldn't have to sleep in that big bed alone.
"Plus, I think you could use a few drinks," Calum says making me look to him in confusion. "We got booked for a last minute show tonight at the club around the corner. The pay is decent and it's an open tab for us."
I shoot an eyebrow up considering the thought of a drink doesn't sound too bad right now. In fact, the thought of a few drinks sounds even better. I don't want to go the whole night feeling like shit so maybe this is exactly what I need.
That way when I talk to Addison, I won't have spent time all night getting angrier by the minute because of the situation.
"I'm in," I say simply, not even taking a moment to hesitate.
The boys look to one another in satisfaction considering they probably didn't expect me to be up for a show tonight due to what had happened between Addison and I. However, I think it's exactly what I need and will help me take my mind off things.
Then tomorrow, everything will be better.
a/n
ugh poor addison
luke's pissing me off and i just want to hug her. shes so pure and deserves the world
hope u all are well. thank u so much for reading as always. yall know how much i love u!! lmk ur thoughts and some predictions and all that good stuff