P.S. I Hate You | l.h.
/// "Um, looks like there's been a, uh, little malfunction." He said nervously and the crowd went quiet.
"A what?" I raised my voice.
"A malfunction." He said quietly.
"So you mean you can't do it?" I hissed, getting angry.
"Uh, afraid not." The crowd booed.
I yanked at the locks myself, but of course I couldn't do it.
"Oh look at the time, it's time for me to, uh, go. Bye!" The magician grabbed his briefcase, stuffed somethings inside, then took off into the rain. The crowd quickly materialized, then it was only my fellow prisoner and I.
"Well, looks like we're not getting out of this anytime soon." He chuckled, gesturing to his handcuffs, then took off his sunnies. My jaw dropped.
"Luke?" I hissed.
"You've got to be kidding me." I cursed under my breath.
Bloody hell... \\\
Luke and June have hated each other for as long as they can remember. They went to school together and constantly made each other's lives a living hell. When they both finally graduate, June thinks she's finally gotten rid of him. That was until Luke's face was on every billboard in town. She grows a hatred for his band, and wishes they didn't exist. But on just another normal rainy day for June, she finds herself in the middle of a magic show gone wrong, and she is locked to her arch-enemy Luke Hemmings. Literally. It seems that things couldn't get any worse for June. It's hard enough being chained to someone, more specifically, her rival Luke, but things are about to get a whole lot harder for June, seeing as she's handcuffed to a global superstar...