Silenced Heart

Luke Hemmings loves the fame. The sound of the girls screaming his name and the flashing lights. His band members see this, so they make a bet. If he can last without the fame, he'll be paid. Luke goes back to school, and he meets a girl who flips his entire world upside down. When the bets over, he has one of the biggest decisions he'll ever have to make: leave her or hold on for as long as he can.


13. Chapter 13


I didn't want to be weird and pushy, but Hope and I really needed to start the project. That's why I went to her house on Saturday to see if she was there.

"Carson?" Hailey questioned, dumbfounded by my presence.

"Yeah. Um, is Hope here? We really need to get starting on--" she cut me off with a wave of her hand and a chuckle.

"Don't worry. I'll get her for you," she responded with a hint of amusement in her voice. I shyly smiled while waiting for Hailey to return with my project partner.

"Carson, what are you doing here?" she asked with widened eyes.

"Um, we really need to start our project. Are you up for that?" She nodded her head shyly, shooing Hailey away with a glare.

"Can we go somewhere else? Well, other than here?" she queried, her head dropped to the floor, "My family is annoying." I chuckled and nodded.

"We could go to my apartment?" She nodded her head once more before scurrying up the steps to get her things.




"Your house is huge," she marveled at the oversized apartment.

"It's meant for families. Not single owners," I informed her, setting my laptop from my room on the dining room table.

At that moment, Calum decided to ring me. My phone, at a disadvantage, was next to Hope on the couch.

"Your phones ringing!" she called. I watched her take a peek at the screen. His picture was, of course, a picture of him. A little bewildered, she softly yelled, "Why is there a picture of Calum Hood on your phone?"

"My friend looks like Calum Hood, so I used that picture for his contact. He hates that I think that," I shakily spoke, trying to cover up my identity with a little white lie.

"Oh. Ok." She went back to typing away on the laptop resting on her lap.

"Hello?" I angrily snapped into the phone.

"Hey, Luke!" Calum chimed. I whisked off into my bedroom and shut the door.

"You almost blew my cover, man," I whispered quickly.

He chuckled, "Saves me money and you time." My eyes reluctantly rolled to that comment.

"Well, it gives me money." I heard him groan.

"How'd I almost blow it?" he asked, a hint of amusement in his tone. I briefly explained the incident. "That would've sucked for you!" he cackled. I heard Ashton in the background yelling at Michael to get out of the shower.

"When's the next show?" I questioned.

"Not until Monday." It was Saturday, so I had two days off.

"Okay. I've got to go. I'm working on a project." Calum sent me a farewell and hung up the phone.

"Sorry about that," I apologized while scratching the back of my neck.

"It's okay. I was just researching, and I found some things we could use." She turned the device to me, a long list of facts and bullet points set up on a research page.

"Great." I smiled at her before sitting down next to her, my laptop in hand.




We had half of our project done before I had realized the time.

"It's six o'clock," I bluntly stated. Hope's eyes bulged out of her head.

"I have to be home!" she proclaimed, rushing off the couch to gather her belongings. "Ugh, I'm so dead!" she shouted, throwing her head back in frustration.

"Call them and tell them where you are. They know already." She looked at me like I had four heads and six arms.

"That's so affective with my family," she sarcastically stated.

"Then tell your neice, uh, Hailey?" She nodded and whipped her phone out from her pocket.

She placed her cell to her ear, a nervous expression painted onto her features.

"Hail? Can you tell Cheryl where I am?!" she quickly asked. She was shaking a bit. Hailey's voice was audible from my spot on the couch.

"Yeah, I'll tell them. Are you still with Carson?" Hailey's voice was flirty, obviously mocking Hope. She had rolled her eyes and told Hailey to make sure her family knew where she was.

"Tell them I'm here, please," she begged one more time.

"Are you staying over?" I spoke. She turned to me and shrugged her shoulders.

"I-It's dark out. Should I go home?" I quickly shook my head.

"No. I want you to stay. I like the company," I said watching Hope's cheeks heavily blush.

"Al-alright." She continued to talk to Hailey, telling her her plans.

"Ok. Have a nice time. Love you," Hailey whispered.

"Love you, too." She hung up and shoved her phone back into her back pocket. "Are you sure it's okay? I don't want to intrude on you," she whispered, her eyes glued to my hardwood floor.

"I'm positive. You are welcome to spend the night, but if you want to leave, I'll take you home." She shakily nodded her head, indicating she'd like to leave. "Ok. Let's go to the bus stop, then," I mumbled, feeling a little awkward.

Opening my door, I was hit with a gust of rough wind. I looked farther and saw the rain, pouring down onto the ground. It was bad. Really bad. There weren't many cars on the street, and the ones that were weren't having an easy time driving.

"Uh...." I turned to Hope with my mouth hung open a bit.

"I-I'll stay here, I guess," she stuttered. She turned to go back to the couch.

"I'm sorry....I didn't know it was raining like this." She nodded her head and smiled at me.

"It's alright," she chuckled, "I just didn't want my family to worry. Hailey told them, though. She just texted me. It's fine," she explained as she shot me another innocent smile. I nodded my head. I had relized I still had my big glasses on my eyes and the gook in my hair.

"I-I'll be right back," I told her with a nervous smile.

I didn't want to take off my glasses, but I didn't want to wear them. I could totally give myself away. Not that it's really that hard to know who I am if you really look, but most are oblivious.

I shuffled into the bathroom and stared at myself. I ran the water and started to wash my hair, but kept the glasses placed on my ears.

After I was done, I walked back out with a fake smile on my lips.

"Done!" She eyed me really peculiarly.

"You look so familiar," she whispered. She cocked her head to the sod a bit. "You look like my older cousin," she informed me. I let go of a heavy breath and chuckled.

"Um...ok?" She giggled with a shrug of her shoulders.

"Sorry. Don't know why I said that." She dropped her head down to hide her prominent smile. She had shut her laptop and had her eyes fixated on my refrigerator on the other side of the apartment.

"Want something to eat?" She eyed me and vigorously nodded her head like she'd been waiting for me to ask for a while.

"Why do you live alone?" she randomly questioned. I tried to concoct a good story, but it turned out lame.

"My parents left a while ago to go back to Australia. I didn't want to leave, so they let me stay, for some odd reason." It wasn't very believeable to me, but she nodded her head, dipping her spoon into the bowl of cereal I had made for her while I fibbed my story.

"Makes sense," she spoke through her mouthful of food.

"Can I ask you a question?" I slowly asked. She nodded her head while looking at me. I took a shaky breath and interrogated, "Why do you have nieces and nephews around your age or older?" She sighed and pushed the bowl away from her. "And you live with your way older brother?" I stressed the way in the sentence while she looked at her fingers, which were fighting with each other.

"My parents.....they, um, they....." she briefly glanced at me, "they are on vacation. I don't live with them. I'm just staying with them until January. That's when they come back." Her eyes were glassy when she looked up. She flashed me a forced smile.

"Ok. Could I ever meet them?" Her breath hitched in her throat, like she was nervous.

"Uh-huh," she breathed out with wide eyes.

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