You Again || Luke Hemmings

I'm Charlie. I live in Sydney, Australia with my mom. My best friend is Luke Hemmings. Well, you can say ex-best friend. He left Australia to go on tour about three years ago and never spoke to me again. But I'm okay with that, somewhat. He has his own life now, without me in it. This has always been Luke's dream, to become known to the world. I didn't want him to leave because I loved him. But I guess he didn't have the same feelings as me.


33. Chapter 33

Twenty-five minutes after the movie started, Ashton said he had to leave. He said he had to give Michael and Calum their stuff that they left in the car, but I doubt that. I'm starting to think that this whole movie night was just for Luke and I.

"Bye guys." Ashton says, walking towards the front door.

"Bye." Luke and I reply.  

Luke turns his focus back to the movie, which was surprisingly good. 

"Charlie?" Ashton calls out before he steps outside. 

"Yup?" I say, turning back to look at him again. 

He doesn't say anything, but winks at me. 

"I knew it!" I shout. 

This whole plan was to get Luke and I alone. I understand that they're trying to help me get with Luke. I mean, isn't it a bit obvious that I fancy him? And he just gotten out of a relationship like, today. We shouldn't rush into things. And what if Luke only likes me as a friend? 

"Knew what?" Luke asks, still looking at the tv. 

"Nothing." Ashton says innocently. 

He walks out house and gives me a wave. 


"Charlie." I hear Luke say.

"Charlie." he repeats again. 

"What?" I say tiredly, with a hint of annoyance. 

"Did you like the movie?"

"Um, sure."

I was laying on the couch with my legs on top of Luke. 

"The movie's over." 

My eyes didn't open. I simply nodded, then I say, "I'm tired. And I can't move."

"Well, what do you want me to do?" he asks. 

"I dunno, carry me upstairs."


I feel myself being lifted up from the couch by two hands. I thrash in his arms. My eyes slowly open. 

"I was kidding Luke!" I exclaim. 

"No, you weren't." he says. "Now stop struggling."

He carries me upstairs bridal style. I bounce up and down every time he takes a step. I hear a door being kicked open and we enter. Luke gently lays me down on a bed. A blanket spreads across my body. 

"Goodnight." Luke says, then kisses me on the forehead. 

Wait, he just kissed me. Well, on the forehead. Luke turns around and starts to walk towards the door, when I reach out and catch his hand. 

"You can stay, if you want." I whisper, although there was no reason to. 

"Good, because I have no ride home. Unless I walk home, which will take 10 minutes. Or if I jump your fence to get my parent's house." he rambled. 

"Luke." I say. 

"Do you want me to stay? I could just leave and walk home." he continued on. 

"Luke." I say loudly. 

He stops talking and stares at me. 

"You can stay."

"Ok." he slowly says, then walks towards the door again. 

"Where are you going?" I asked, confused on why Luke was leaving when he said he was going to stay. 

"To sleep on the couch?"


"Why? Did you want me to stay here?"

"Umm, well the couch is pretty small and it's not like we haven't slept together before."

My face was bright red. This was embarrassing. 

"Sure, if you want me to."

Luke scratches the back of his neck. I roll over to the other side of the bed. He gets on and lays down. I face the opposite was of him. Well this is awkward.

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