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  • Running Out of Reasons – Epilogue 2.

    Running Out of Reasons – Epilogue 2.

    *Rachel’s Point of View*

    16th July, 2018.

    “Malcolm!” I winced in pain as I continued hitting his arm, “Malcolm! OH No!” I almost scratched him with my nails.

    “Ow! What the heck! Why are you abusing me at 4am!” he was finally awake.

    “Malcolm! Baby!” I held him arm tighter.

    “Where?” he looked around the room, “I told you not to watch horror movies while you’re pregnant! There’s no baby here!” he chuckled.

    “You dummy,” I shut my eyes, “I’m having a labour pain,” I said.

    “What!” he almost jumped, “oh my god, wasn’t the date due on 4 days later?”

    “It happens,” I was sweating now, “please, please take me to the doctor,”

    “Yes, yeah, okay. Just a minute,” he got up and wore his t-shirt and changed into jeans, “you’re gonna go in this?” he asked looking at my night dress.

    “Just take me to the hospital!” I winced.

    He struggled but settled me in his car as we drove to the hospital.

    “Just breathe!” he put his hand on my lap.

    “I want to punch someone,” I said.

    “Take a deep breath in and out,” he insisted.

    “Malcolm,” I sighed, “faster, please,”

    He chuckled,

    “Gosh,” I snapped, “I’m having a terrible pain and you’re being cheeky and cringe!”

    “Sorry, sorry,” he grinned, “Just concentrate on your breathing, do it like they do in the movies and be there with you  and make you feel alright and wipe your face and hold your hands, that’s so romantic!” he cheered.

    “Malcolm, babe, I love you but please just shut up right now, please,” I said.

    We arrived at the hospital and I was almost done with the pain. The nurse attended me because it was sure an emergency.

    “Breathe!” Michael yelled as he kept running and held my hand while I was laid down on a stretcher.

    “I love you! You’re going to be fine!” he yelled, “take care of her, don’t hurt her!” he said to the nurse.

    “We’ve seen how the mother is more nervous than the father, but this isn’t the case here,” one of them commented.

    I just shut my eyes close and felt Malcolm’s lips on my forehead, “I love you,” I said as they rushed me in the room leaving Malcolm behind.

    ***

    “Its a girl,” the nurse handed the baby to Malcolm as he just stared in wonder.

    “She’s…She’s beautiful,” he mumbled.

    “Her eyes are just like yours,” I smiled weakly.

    “Right?” he looked at me and sat next to me, “She’s as beautiful as you,”

    I smiled to him as the nurse interrupted us, “What do you want to name her?”

    “Christine,” I said and Michael smiled at me. He knew why I named her Christine and I was happy to know how he did not have a problem with him.

    “Christine Luke Clifford,” he said as he kissed my forehead.

    The nurse returned the smile and left as Michael continued looking at Christine, “I feel like I’m going to break her, she’s so delicate and soft,” he said and turned his head up to me, “can you believe that we finally have a baby?”

    “Its unreal,” I smiled back, almost falling asleep, “She’s so beautiful,”

    “I agree, you should sleep now. It was one hell of a night for you,” he said and handed the baby to the nurse who came in to check on me.

    “Goodnight, Malcolm,” I said sleepily.

    “Rachel.” he grinned at me, “its Luke’s birthday today!”

    I was awestruck. Malcolm was so…perfect. He knew how much I’m always going to love Luke and he supported it, he had nothing against it nor did he seem to mind it a bit. He knew how he’d never be the same as Luke because he was Malcolm, and I did love him. I smiled up at Luke and looked at Malcolm, “I love you,” I said.

    He smiled and kissed my cheek, “I love you too, Rachel.”

  • Running Out of Reasons – Chapter 15.

    Running Out of Reasons – Chapter 15.

    I didn’t know how to face my family. It had been awhile since I spoke to them. My relations with my mom weren’t the best, and I always chose to avoid her. But me and dad got along well. Luke had transferred the money right away and my brother was in ICU, I had no idea how to expect this meeting to be like…I had no clue how to react by seeing my family after two years, that too with Luke. I tried telling myself that I was okay, and Luke was going to be there with me. I tried to not overthink but there was something about this day that was wrong. My inner self wasn’t sure about today and I was scared that we picked the wrong day to meet my family. Something in me was panicking when I did not even know what was wrong.

    “Luke?” I called out as we walked out of the apartment with our bags, going to the airport.

    “Yeah?” He held my hand and we walked out on the street.

    “I’m panicking for no reason..” I trailed off.

    “Babe, it’s going to be okay. Don’t stress so much, your family will be glad to see you,” he kissed my cheek.

    I did not know what to say. I wasn’t exactly sure if it was my family that was bothering me this minute. It was something else. I often get instincts when something isn’t going right, but maybe I’m just too orthodox, maybe I’m just stressing and being way too clingy about this entire thing. Maybe I’m just so deluded that I think everything is wrong right now. Maybe its just the anxiety of meeting my family after two years that’s taking over me. I toook a deep breath and finally smiled to Luke and pecked his lips. He made me feel at ease, and as cringe as it may sound, he made me feel like everything is okay when its clearly not. Trust me, before I had met Luke, it was different. I thought all of this was really bullshit. Its not like I did hook ups, honestly, the only person I ever had been around with no feelings was Michael. Its not like I had too many boyfriends, I had only dates one guy seriously in my life. Now, it’s two. Because Luke was different. I was so wrong about him. I had so many reasons as though why he’s an asshole and why he’s no good for me, but honestly, he’s too good for me.

    “Rachel?” His voice brought me back to reality,

    “Yeah, Luke?” I turned to him.

    “I forgot my bottle, stay here and I’ll grab it and be back?” he said.

    “Sure,” I smiled as he walked away.

    I stood there aimlessly, I was just thinking about where the boys were, weren’t they gonna be with us till the airport? Maybe they just woke up late. I literally did not have the time to go and see them. I really wanted to see Michael before I left because we were close and he had guided me through the relationship whenever I had my doubts. I started walking aimlessly on the street, it was quite silent today, I pulled in my headphones and played King For A Day by Pierce The Veil as I walked towards the bus stop and peeped around everything. I was totally tuned out of reality and only just concentration on Vic. The song ended as Back Seat Seranade by All Time Low started playing. I couldn’t even describe how much I love All Time Low and this song was my favorite. I did not want to know what my life would be like without the existence of this song. As I was just only listening to Alex Gaskarth in the middle of the street, going back to the spot where Luke had asked me to wait, I felt a massive weight on my body as I was thrown away on the other side of the road. I hurt my head and it was a total black out, my headphones were lying somewhere and my whole body froze as I lift my head up to the opposite side of the street. I wasn’t sure if I was hallucinating or this was just a big nightmare, though I wish it was. Luke was laying there, bleeding as he just got hit by a car. I couldn’t move, I couldn’t say a word. As much as I tried to lift my body up, I was just there, on the ground. Wincing in pain. I don’t know what hurt more, the fact that I couldn’t go up there and help Luke, or the fact that Luke saved me and got hit by a car. I heard the boys and Liz yell and scream as they ran toward Luke, I tried to force myself to get up as I almost gave in all my strength to stand up. I took little steps but just my luck, I fell down again. Malcolm saw me struggling as he ran toward me and held me in his arms. He kept yelling to Caleb, “CALL THE AMBULANCE! CALL 911! NOW!” But Caleb wouldn’t budge. He just stood there, seeing Luke, his eyes filling up.

    “Malcolm, his breathing is slow!” Ashton gasped.

    Liz just sat there aimlessly, not being able to believe what had happened. Malcolm put me down on next to Luke as I sat up and buried my head in his chest and began crying.

    “YOU GUYS SHOULD CALL THE AMBULANCE, GIVE ME YOUR PHONE ASHTON!” Malcolm was panicking, as he grabbed Ashton’s phone rudely and called the ambulance.

    “Luke?” I cried, “Luke, please, please keep breathing,” I sobbed as I could feel his breathing get slow.

    “Luke, please!” I cried harder, “talk to me! Luke talk to me!” I started hitting him. I did not know what I was doing, I could feel him get away from me and I did not want to lose another important person from my life.

    “Luke, man, the ambulance will be here in no time, just talk to us,” Malcolm sat down next to me.

    “Malcolm, he won’t talk! Why won’t he talk!” I screamed, “Why didn’t you let me die? Nobody even needs me! I’m so stupid, Luke, why!”

    “Rachell..” Luke managed to say, “I- I lo-ve you,” he said, having trouble breathing.

    “I love you, Luke, I love you, keep talking to me, okay?” I said as I ran my hand around his face.

    “Listen, listen to me,” he held me hand as he winced in pain, “you – you are amazing,” he took heavy breaths, “and – and I want you to move on if I’m no more -”

    “NO! NO! The ambulance will be here! Shut up! We’re gonna get married, remember?” I cried.

    “Malcolm,” Luke called out, struggling, “take – take care of – of her,” that’s all I heard from Luke as he took a final breath and I knew, I knew he was gone.

    “NO!” Malcolm was crying too, “Luke, man! Wake up, Luke, the ambulance is here, Luke, don’t leave me. I need somebody to beat me up in video games, please! Luke, stop playing around!” he yelled.

    “He’s gone,” Caleb said, “he’s gone!” he screamed, “Why couldn’t you see and cross?” he yelled at me.

    “Liz!” Ashton ran over to Liz who passed out as soon as Caleb said Luke was gone, “hey! you!” he called out at the nurse and took Liz in the ambulance as the other people came over to pick Luke’s body.

    “Caleb, calm yourself,” Malcolm put his hands on Caleb’s shoulder.

    “Calm myself? He was my best friend! He’s no more because he saved her! Doesn’t she know how to cross?!” he yelled.

    “Caleb, now is not the time, get yourself together. Its not her fault,” Malcolm said sternly.

    “Not her fault?” Caleb cried, “he was my best friend! My best friend!”

    “I know, I know,” Michael’s voice cracked as Caleb hugged him, crying on his shoulder, “he was our best friend,”

    “He’s gone. He was just having a banter with us a second ago, and now he’s gone, he’s gone!” Caleb sobbed.

    I ran into the apartment as I heard Malcolm call for my name, I knew he’d come after me so I locked the door and ran into mine and Luke’s room and opened my wardrobe, I threw every piece of clothing I ever had just to find the paper I was looking for. I finally got hold of the paper and I read it all over again.

    Reasons to not be with Luke Hemmings:

    1) Playful relations with Michael.

    2) Luke is arrogant

    3) Luke is known as a bad boy, and has a flop image.

    4) Luke’s ego is bigger than mine.

    5) Luke doesn’t give me importance.

    6) Luke makes me feel bad.

    7) Luke has a bad temper.

    8) Luke was obsessed with me.

    9) Luke was a jerk.

    10) Luke was immature.

    11) Luke did not understand the way I live my life.

    12) Luke was too famous for my own good.

    13) Luke’s fans was crazy.

    14) Luke was too in love with me.

    15) Luke has commitment problems.

    16) I did not know Luke enough.

    17) Luke was stupid.

    18) Luke would probably leave me without an explanation.

    I could not believe the last reason I wrote. After writing absolute dumb reasons, it was the last reason that turned out to be true. Luke, why did you leave me? You’re never coming back. Luke, I’m sorry, I kept saying. I’m sorry I did not value you in our relationship. Just come back… Once.

    I tore that paper into pieces and threw it away, crying insanely as I heard his voice echo in my ear “Even after having a hundred reasons why you shouldn’t be in love with me, I’ll give you one why you should be which will make you forget every damn reason you ever had,”

  • Running Out of Reasons – Chapter 14.

    Running Out of Reasons – Chapter 14.

    *Rachel’s Point of View*

    Obviously I did not get an advance. Obviously I couldn’t help my dad. This sucked. Everything around me was falling apart and it would be of great help if my ego would ease up with me, but that wasn’t the case. My ego was held high up, so high that I couldn’t even reach it now. It annoyed me so much, I wish I could just tell someone about my problem but it wasn’t all that easy for me. Not just my ego, I was the last person to talk about myself and draw attention to myself. I hardly ever spoke about my problems, unless I was talking to my best friend, and my best friend wasn’t here with me right now so I did not have anyone to talk to.

    Luke entered the room after about 5 minutes and sat down next to me, “how was your day?” he asked.

    “Fine,” I replied, “yours?”

    “It was fine, you okay?” He questioned.

    “All good,” I tried to smile.

    “What’s bothering you, Rachel?” he asked me in a serious tone.

    “Nothing!” I faked a huge grin my face.

    “Oh, stop it. I know there’s something bothering you, you can share it with me, you know?”

    “I know, I know. Its nothing big, don’t worry,” I said.

    “Really? Then why were you crying in the bathroom?” he raised his eyebrow.

    “When?!” I gasped.

    “In the morning, I know you were, don’t try to tell me otherwise,”

    “Its nothing like that, Luke, I missed my family, that’s all,” I insisted.

    “Rachel, seriously? I heard you crying, can you quit lying?” he was annoyed.

    “I’m not lying! It’s seriously nothing,”

    “You know what? Just forget that huge ego of yours. Is it so bad to discuss your problems with your boyfriend?”

    “Stop getting mad at me! Don’t talk to me like that!” I snapped.

    “Yeah? How about I don’t talk to you at all?” He laughed sarcastically.

    “Even better!”

    “Why don’t you trust me!” He yelled.

    “Its not like I don’t trust you, Luke,” I replied calmly, “I’m having trouble, okay?” I finally said.

    “Share it with me,”

    “My brother is dying and I don’t have enough money to help him,” I said quickly as I shut my eyes, I could feel the tears forming in my eyes.

    “I’ll help you,” He said as he came closer to me.

    “No!” I almost cried, “No! You can’t!”

    “Why? Rachel, don’t be so stubborn, its about your family right now,”

    “Luke, its a high amount, I can’t take your help. The management isn’t giving me an advance, I don’t know what to do!” I sobbed.

    “Rachel,” he held me and I rested my head in his chest, “Look, babe, relax. I’m here, okay? Take my help. You can pay back, even if you don’t have to. But, right now, take my help, please?”

    “I love you,” I said, “I will pay you back, I promise.”

    “Okay, now calm down, please?”

    “I’m scared,” I cried.

    “Don’t be, you want to meet your brother?” he cupped my face.

    “Yes,” I nodded, “I want to. I want to, so bad,”

    “Okay,” he kissed my cheek, “we’ll go together, okay?”

    “But the management..” I said in a small voice.

    “My mom will handle it,” he assured.

    “Thank you so much, Luke” I hugged him tighter.

    “You’re such an idiot,” he said into the hug, “you’ve been going through so much since morning and you didn’t tell me,”

    “I didn’t want to bother you, honestly,” I sniffed.

    “Your silence bothers me much more than the real problem, Rachel,” he said in low voice.

    Damn, Luke Hemmings I’m in love with you. Madly.

    The only reason why I wish I wasn’t dating you is because… you’re too good for me.

  • Running Out of Reasons – Chapter 13

    Running Out of Reasons – Chapter 13

    *Rachel’s Point of View*

    I woke up being cuddled next to Luke, his  warm body next to mine, giving me a million feelings as I recalled memories of last night. We had finally taken our relationship to the last level of giving each other ourselves completely. I always thought it was cringe of people to think this way about someone but Luke Hemmings had got that out of me, since he’s the person I truly adore and love.

    I ran my fingers around his face memorizing all the features again and smiling to myself. My thoughts were interrupted by my phone ringing as I reached out to answer it.

    “Hey, dad!” I cheerfully greeted as I answered it.

    “Rachel, I need your help,” he replied in a very serious tone.

    “What happened? Is everything okay?” I asked in a worried tone.

    “Your brother met with an accident and he can go to coma because of blood loss, we don’t have enough money for his operation, can you please help me?” he explained in a shaky voice.

    “What?! How the heck did that happen?” I asked in disbelief, “Dad, how much do you need? I have to pay for my studies too,” I trailed off.

    “He was driving ruthlessly!” he yelled on the other side of the phone, “how much do you have right now?”

    “I have a few savings and this month’s salary, I practically used all of it,” I reply hating myself for making such unreasonable expenses this year.

    “I don’t think that’s enough, Rachel, please do something! Please,” the pain in his voice startled me, I felt like crying because I was so helpless at that moment, “I’m begging you, please,”

    “Dad..” I almost tear up, “Please start the operation or whatever is needed, I’ll do.something,” I assured as I disconnected the call. I felt so stupid and irrational for making a promise that I knew I wasn’t capable of fulfilling, but I didn’t know what to do at that time.

    I felt Luke fidgeting and I tried to smile, I wasn’t going to let him know, I couldn’t let my problems be a burden to him.

    “Morning,” he grinned at me.

    “Good morning,” I replied back.

    “I don’t feel like getting out of bed,” he mumbled.

    “Well, I will have to, management meeting,” I answered.

    “I’m gonna miss you….why can’t you be on a break too?” he pouted.

    “Stop being such a baby and let me go,” I simply said.

    “Without giving me a kiss?” he frowned.

    “You haven’t even brushed your teeth, go away,” I chuckled.

    “Okay okay, get ready. I’ll wait for you down,” he smiled and pecked my nose.

    I finally stepped out of bed, feeling really really guilty and bad, I can’t believe my dad asked me for help once in his entire life and I could not even do that for him. It sucked to know you’re such a failure. I got in the shower with all sorts of thoughts, how was I so helpless? Why did I use that money on getting this house with Luke, why couldn’t I just save? Me and Luke moved in together because I couldn’t buy a house on my own, or stay on rent. Well, I could stay on rent but Luke wasn’t okay with me sharing a house with someone, protective boyfriends I tell you. So we made a deal of getting our own flat. It wasn’t anything too huge because my contribution was really less, which made me feel like a loser again. And on the other side, I didn’t even think getting a huge apartment would make sense because we weren’t going to be in England forever. It was only for breaks. The boys were in Europe now, continuing their European tour. They had a break for two weeks before getting started. Michael, Ashton and Calum lived together in the apartment below us. I did not really want to live with 4 guys, and Luke understood that so we got another apartment for just ourselves. Luke mostly spent his time there, or may I say “down”. It was cute to see their bonding. It was especially cute to see this side of Luke. Maybe he was right, he did give me a reason which made me forget all my hatred towards him. That reason was his unknown side, his tender touch, his warm hugs and his affectionate kisses. I shook my head and laughed softly how I always ended up thinking about Luke, no matter what I was doing.

    I got out of shower and changed into a white shirt on black jeans, and simply combed my hair, I did some smoky eye makeup because eye makeup was my favorite thing and I would never step out of my house without applying something on my eyelids. Its just how it went.

    I went downstairs and entered the house without even bothering to knock because the door was open and that was just an open invitation itself, I saw Luke sitting on the dining table and I walked up to him and sat down next to him, I quickly took a glass of milk and some bread with cheese showing signs of how hungry I was. I heard Luke chuckle next to me, I turned to him, “what?” I asked my face stuffed with food.

    “You’re adorable,” he simply said and kissed my forehead.

    “Have you brushed your teeth yet?” I asked him as I gulped the bread in and grabbed my glass of milk.

    “Yup,” he smirked getting my drift, “Drink faster,” he hurried.

    I did the same and wiped my face with the cloth, “okay,” I stood up and walked towards his chair and sat on his lap, “can you drop me to the office?” I asked him.

    “Sure,” he furrowed his eyebrows and walked toward me. I just hugged him. He hugged me back, I wanted more of that hug. I was having a bad time and all I wanted was Luke. I hugged him for what felt like years. I broke the hug after several minutes and said, “we’ll be late, lets go?” I ask.

    “Sure,” he got up and grabbed the keys of his car.

    The entire car ride was silent, I was just sitting and hoping how they could give me some money in advance, or my entire salary right now and not next month. I anyhow had to convince them about it, I was the one who could save my brother. I had asked dad to admit him already and start the operation and now I had just today’s evening to arrange some amount of money.

    “Rachel,” Luke’s voice got me back to reality, “we reached?” he spoke.

    “Uh, yes, thanks,” I manage to choke out.

    “What’s wrong?” he asked.

    “Nothing,” I kissed his cheek and got out of the car in a swift moment so that he wouldn’t ask me any more questions. But for a fact I knew that he was aware something was wrong with me, and I did not want to tell him what it was, I couldn’t just take another favor from him, my ego was too big for that.

  • Running Out of Reasons – Chapter 4

    Running Out of Reasons – Chapter 4

    *Rachel’s Point of view*

    “Obsession?” Luke followed me around the passage.

    “I don’t know, but its anything but love,” I replied and started walking really fast.

    “Obsession?” He repeated.

    “Luke, go and get ready,” I replied, not turning back at him because I knew he was mad and I couldn’t stand him when he was like that.

    “Obsession?” He repeated again.

    I turned to him, irritated, I threw a fit at him, “What is your problem?!” I asked him in a loud pitch.

    “Obsession!” He yelled and held my arm, really tightly, “You think this is an obsession!” his loud voice made me jump a bit.

    He then dragged me in a corner, causing me to swallow all my life in a minute, I was shit scared and I totally regretted being free around him and jokingly saying its an obsession. It was a crush, just a crush. But he kept asking me out and I hated to say a no all the time. I hated saying a no in general and I just wanted to get rid of it without feeling guilty about it every goddamn minute, so I just kinda went with “obsession” so he would feel like a loser and move on, but oh, man, did I know it would get him so mad that he dragged me in a corner, staring me with those cold eyes, which craved for love and attention and care all the time, those eyes staring into mine, looking as aggressive as they could, I didn’t move nor did I tell him anything, I just stayed quiet and hoped he wouldn’t do something, well he wouldn’t, no matter how much of a jerk he is, he wouldn’t do something low, but hell would he scare me.

    “How about I hurt you for not being with me?” He said, not looking away from me even once, “because I’m so obsessed!” He yelled causing me to flinch.

    “Luke, you’re hurting me,” I whined trying to get out of his tightly gripped hands on my shoulder.

    “I don’t understand it, I’m obsessed with you right?” He said tightening his grip, “Why would I care? You’re here! You’re with me! I’m so obsessed with you!”

    “Ah, Luke, please,” I pleaded, “I’m sorry!”

    “No you’re not!” He yelled, “Don’t fucking say that! Obsession? Do you fucking know what obsession is?”

    “I’m sorry, I’m really sorry,” I said in fear.

    He stepped closer to me, “I like you, Rachel, for fucks sake! If you don’t like me, just say it! Just say it!” He yelled, “but don’t give me your dumb excuses and reasons, I hate that! Don’t ask me to change! Don’t do that!” He completed.

    “I- I’m sorry,” I kept saying that, “I’m sorry, Luke.”

    “You’re, you’re beautiful, I won’t hurt you!” His grip became loose and he stepped a bit too close to me, so close that I was scared he would read my mind.

    “I’m sorry,” I repeated, “I don’t know, I’m scared.” I said.

    “Don’t be scared,” he said and brushed his lips slightly against my forehead causing me to tense up a bit.

    “You – you just,” I continued, “You know,” I couldn’t figure the right words to say.

    “Shut it out, Rachel,” he said, “people who talk about me just don’t know me”

    I thought he was worth the trial, I mean, even if he turned into a total jerk, I didn’t have much to lose right? I wasn’t really attached to him and I don’t think that would be a problem because in 3 or 4 months this tour was over and I won’t have to deal with any of him.

    “Okay.” I finally said.

    “What?” He smiled his beautiful smile.

    “I’ll go out with you.” I gathered all my strength and told him that.

    “Yes!” He rejoiced, “I will go slow, I promise! I won’t push you into a relationship! Yes!” He said and grinned at me, “thank you,” he said one last time and walked away.

    Well, if he was going to be this smooth, I don’t think I would regret being with him, right?

  • Running Out of Reasons. Chapter – 1.

    Running Out of Reasons. Chapter – 1.

    *Rachel’s Point of View*

    Luke Simons. I don’t know why, but he scared the living hell out of me. He scared me to death. It was the way he spoke, the way he was around with people. It was scary. It scared me a lot because I have never been one of those people to be able to even talk properly without fumbling and then having to react with Luke Simons and his 3 stupid friends who pretended to be punk and and were rude to basically everyone didn’t make my anxiety any better.

    My name is Rachel and I work for The Capitol Records, sounds weird, right? I was actually the boss of Luke Simons and his so called band, but in return, I was scared of them. I wasn’t scared in literal sense, in fact, I did my job quite well. But sometimes, when I overheard them talk abut girls, school and everything else, it gets me a bit anxious. They weren’t bad guys, but they weren’t in the good boy figure too. The rest 3 were okay, for me, they were just fine. Caleb and me were kind of friends too, and they obeyed all of my orders, but Luke, he was a hell of a guy. I was mostly scared of him because he could make me lose my job with his stubborn attitude. He never listened to me and I had gotten into so many troublesome situations because of him. I hated him and I thought he hated me back.

    It sounds lame, for me to scared of these 4 lads, because I was 19 and they were all younger to me, especially Luke. Ashton and me were of the same age, though but Luke was the youngest in the band, and it was embarrassing for me to get scared of him when he spoke in that extremely high pitch of voice when I pushed him to do things. But, on my side, this is my trial job. I was, in a way, dependent on them. I wanted to have the best reputation so the management hire me completely, but the nuisance these guys created made me look like a loser who can’t handle 4 kids, and that bothered me the most.

    If you were wondering, I had done management in college and for a trial job, like, for my own big experience list, I tried for Capitol Records, and they were sort of impressed with me and they hired me to managet his new band they had signed. Right now, I have the best job any girl could dream of, but knowing the kind of guy the lead singer, that is Luke Hemmings is, it was a torture for me. He treated me like shit, and as a scared little fuck, I took in all of his humiliation.

    Actually, I was totally gutted when he had the nerve to ask me out after about a month of my job, it was a Monday, and that is why I wasn’t really surprised how ugly it had been that Luke Simons thought it would be cool to ask me out, if you were me, you’d hate it too. Because I hated Luke Simons.

    3rd February, 2014. Monday 8:45 AM

    “Hey Rachel!” I heard Malcom entering my room.

    We stayed at a hotel in Melbourne for two weeks, because of the interviews and performances they had to here.

    “Hi” I simply said.

    “Look up!” He replied back.

    I shot up my head to look at him and I couldn’t believe it, he was insane, “What the hell?” I tried not to laugh.

    “I dyed my hair,” he grinned at me.

    “It looks dumb,” I told him, he had black and purple hair. I always laughed at his attempts of trying to be punk rock, because boy… he always failed.

    “You’re dumb,” he mumbled.

    “Excuse me?” I glared at him.

    “What? We’re not on work, are we?” he smirked. I rolled my eyes at him and continued doing what I was and that’s studying.

    “What are you doing?” He took a seat next to me.

    “None of your business,” I snapped at him.

    “I was just kidding! Don’t get so defensive,” He snapped back at me.

    “Excuse me? That’s not how you talk to people!” I yelled at him in an irritated tone.

    “Right? You were the one to tell me how its none of my business!” He defended himself.

    “You called me dumb!” I put up my point.

    “Fine, sorry,” he rolled his eyes, “Why are you so moody?”

    “Luke asked me out!” I finally said.

    He cracked up at that.

    “I know, I knew it! Its a joke right?” I countered, hoping that it was a joke.

    “What?” He said inbetween laughter, “no! I’m surprised he finally asked you out. He’s been crushing on you for so long”

    “Are you serious?” I glared at him.

    He nodded and stepped closer to me, “Very serious,” he sat down close to me.

    “I’m studying,” I said and pushed him away.

    “What did you tell him?” He asked me, playing with my hair.

    “Obviously, a no,” I replied.

    “Why did you say a no?” He asked me.

    “I have like ten hundred reasons,” I sighed.

    “And those are?” He raised an eyebrow at me.

    “Having an almost romantic relationship with one of his band mates,” I challenged him.

    He stopped and looked at me blankly, “You’re not falling for me, right?”

    “Yuck,” I made a disgusting face, “but how can I date him? I mean, its not fair!”

    “You think nobody knows about us? None of the boys?” he laughed, “they obviously know. Luke still likes you, and we all know it.”

    “You knew he liked me and you still had the audacity to flirt with me?” I snapped at him.

    “Ow, looks like someone really needed to be flirted with,” he teased me, “you are such a boring person, I was just doing some charity,”

    I punched him and scowled at him.

    “No, but seriously,” he said, “this thing isn’t really serious,”

    “yeah,” I said, “But, I mean, it’ll be uncomfortable”

    “I have a lot of reasons to not date him,” I shrugged.

    “Give me another reason then” he simply replied, “go on?”

    I shifted a bit away from him, “I am not interested, the first reason is good enough” I said looking at the wall.

    “Nah, that one is stupid, you say no and how its not worth it but then you fumble your words,” he replied.

    “I have a lot of reasons too,” I snapped at him again.

    “Mmhmm, reason one is done, what are the rest?” he looked at me.

    “I don’t wanna tell you,” I replied and left the room.

    **