Reality Hurts (Luke Hemmings)

This is a story from my wattpad account so im not stealing it from myself.

Kristina Morris's life is pretty simple and uninteresting. She is a senior in high school and hasn't left Iowa since she was a toddler. An oppurtunity arises to see her favorite band (5SOS) and she snatches it faster than Fat Amy going for a cheesecake.

This has Little Mix and One Direction as not famous but 5SOS is.

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11. 11. Love Triangle

Why me?

Why did my meeting with Luke Hemmings have to make it on TMZ? I'm just saying there were plenty of other girls there but my little chat with Luke after the concert is now blowing up on the internet. Photos and videos of Luke kissing me, us arguing in the hallway, Niall and Luke fighting over me.

It was just a big, complicated mess.

I ran my hands over my face with a sigh in exasperation. I got on the computer after I had talked to Perrie and was immediately bombarded with IMs and tweets posted about me. TMZ already had a story headlining 'Luke Hemmings: Love Triangle?' It was mostly the accounts of the second graders that were there.

"They seemed to like each other a lot." Talking about Niall and me.

"Luke was upset! He looked like he would punch a wall!"

"He was so romantic, saying he would fly to see her and he would fly her out to see him. I don't know why she hasn't already started dating him."

Dumb second graders... Thinking they know everything.

I closed my laptop and started to pace in my room. I looked to my phone every once in a while, wondering if I would get any calls from Luke. It was bad enough when Perrie uploaded one picture of her and Ashton giving a nice peck on the lips. Now there were plenty of videos and pictures from a billion different angles.

I couldn't wait any longer.

I picked my phone up from the bedside table and dialed Luke's number. It only rang once before he answered.

"Kris, I'm sorry-"

"You know this is exactly the reason why I was having troubles with this relationship in the first place. All of this over me? All the uproar because of one kiss? I don't know if I can take it Luke..." I sat on the bed, my elbow rested on my knee while my palm supported my forehead.

"I know it looks scary now but after we are dating for a while, we will be old news. It will die down and everything will be better. I can promise you that," Luke said. I could hear the pleading in his voice.

"Just date me already, please. You won't regret it, I know you won't. We can go slow if you want and I will be there for you. I can make it happen, Kris."

"I don't know what I want right now... I really like you and I feel like I already know you so well. Yet... I feel like I don't know anything about you. I need to have a normal life for now. I need to finish high school and I really want to get into college. I'm not going to throw my life away for a boy, I'm sorry."

"I understand and that's not what I'm asking you for. All I want is for you to give me a chance to show you I can be the best boyfriend you've ever had. If I mess up, you can dump me and I won't question it. I'll understand completely and not bother you about it again... Well I might not but that's beside the point."

"Alright," I sighed, lying back on the bed.

"Alright?"

"I'll date you but I want to keep it quiet. I don't want Niall finding out about this on Twitter or something."

"Great! Let me talk to my management... About the keeping it quiet. If we tell everyone we are dating they might stay off our arses a bit more than if we just showed up around together. Do you understand? And I'm glad you still care for Niall..."

"Of course I care for Niall, that isn't changing. I just care for you in a more special way and I know Niall likes me. I don't want to hurt him."

"I'm sorry Kris, I have to go. We have an interview tonight. Text me." He hung up.

Damn.

I threw my phone onto the floor, not even caring anymore. Flipping onto my stomach, I opened my laptop again. I saw that I had another ten messages on Facebook since I had been on a few minutes ago.

The most recent was from Niall. Ignoring the other girls probably sending me hate, I opened his.

N: Hey, we're famous.

I typed: Seems that way.

N: Haha glad nobody has been beating down my door

K: I wish I could say the same :/

N: Oh I'm sorry... I was wondering if you might want to go on another date Wednesday night.

K: Actually I just got off the phone with Luke

N: Not exactly what I wanted to hear

K: We might have to go official

N: You are his girlfriend

K: No. We will be officially dating so the press might leave us alone about it

N: I get it. I have to go

K: I'm sorry Niall

He got offline before I finished typing.

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"Kris, you need to tell me what's been keeping you shut down this past week. I feel like we haven't talked in ages," Harry exaggerated the 'a' on ages.

I shut my locker and moved around kids making out in the hallway as I made my way to AP Chem. Harry right on my heels, stepped on the back of my Vans causing it to come off. I fell face first onto the floor but my hands caught before too much damage was done. My books flew away from me and across the hall.

"I'm so sorry, Kris!" Harry leaned over and grabbed my waist. I wasn't sure if he was actually trying to help or if he wanted to make a move on me. I brushed my hands and winced as I stood.

"I am alright." I smacked his arm off of me as a nice girl from my Culinary handed me my books. I thanked her and began down the hall again.

"So what has been keeping you so busy?" Harry pressed. I began thinking of the Friday we ate with 5SOS and the concert Saturday. All the 'Love Triangle' crap. The next Sunday I went on my date with Niall. Now I'm going on a date Luke and we might be 'talking' but I haven't told anyone.

"School," I lied. I sped up and turned swiftly into my class.

"Okay... I'll see you, Kris." Harry called into the room before moving on. I took my seat at the front lab table with a small huff escaping me.

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