"Hey, have you seen Luke?" I asked the guys. "No." They replied. I sighed. I walked down the stairs to my family. "Have you seen Luke?" I asked. "Yea, he walked out a while ago." My dad replied. I nodded and ran out the door.
I was walking around the yard, until I saw the bus moving a little. I walked closer to see a figure in the window. I opened the door, and walked in.
"Luke what are you doing in here?" I asked. "Are you really that embarrassed of me. Of us?" He asked. "No. No of course not." I replied. "Then why would you say you are carrying Ashton's baby?" He asked. "Because my cousin is very nosy. If one thing is out of place, she will tell my family. It's not that I don't want them to know, I just don't want what happened last time happen again. And plus, my dad already knows." I replied.
He walked closer to me. We were in kissing distance. He put his forehead on mine, and intertwined our hands together. "I love you." He said. "I love you too." I replied. "Luke, you do know how much you mean to me right?" I asked. lI would kill my self if it would save you. I would save you from anything. I don't what I would do of you left-" "I'm not leaving." He said. I nodded.
I followed taylor outside, and saw her get into the tour bus. I went to the door, and opened it just a little. I peeked inside. They were Kissing! I walked in more, but the door slammed shut, and there I was, standing in the middle of the opening. Taylor turned around and looked at me. "Meghan I-" "don't. I'm telling my mom and everyone else in that room, that you are a liar. And a disgrace to the family. Kissing your brother is nasty." I yelled. I was leaving, but someone pushed the door closed.
"Uncle Scott! Taylor was kissing Luke!" I yelled. "I know." He said. "Dad, I would like to talk with Meghan. Luke you can stay." Taylor said. Uncle Scott walked out.
"Sit." I said to meghan. She came over and sat on the couch. "I'm going to tell you something. Everyone knows it, but the guys, and you, and Daisy and Cory." I said. "First thing. Luke, hold this." I said handing him a pillow. "Why?" I asked. "You'll see." I replied standing up. "You know that picture in my room, of me and dan?" I asked meghan. She nodded. "Well, this was two years ago, look familiar?" I asked, showing her a picture, the same one that is in my old room. "Yes, but here you have a black eye, and in the other one you don't." She said. I nodded.
"Do you know the two main reasons why we left?" I asked meghan. "Because your dad got remarried?" She asked. I nodded. "But there's one more." I said. Luke looked at me. "Your very own brother, Daniel Hall, beat me up." I said. "Dan? He wouldn't hurt anyone." She said. "He would. and he did. Do you know why he beat me up." I said. She shook her head. "Because I wouldn't sleep with him." I said. Her eyes got wide. I turned to Luke who was squeezing the pillow harder than ever.
"What does this have to do with you and Luke?" She asked. "Luke is the only person that I have ever loved, that I can actually trust. I trust him one hundred percent. He doesn't force me into anything, he loves me for me. He gets me. He knows me. On the first day, when we moved to Australia, I changed my whole act." I said. She smiled.
Luke and I walked back into the house, hand in hand. He was still angry with that I said on the bus about dan. "Come sit down." My dad said. I smiled, and leaded us to the table. Luke sat next to me, our hands stayed locked to each other. Dan sat next to me. I felt Luke tighten his grip. "Luke, it's alright." I said. His grip got a little tighter, and it was starting to hurt. I looked over at the guys. "Luke." I said, almost in pain. I finally pulled my hand away from him, and looked at it. It was bruised a little. "Excuse me." I said running upstairs. I didn't want Luke to see my hand, because he would feel bad.
"Ow." I said touching my hand. "You alright?" Someone asked behind me. It was Luke. I turned around, and put my hand behind my back. "Yea. I'm fine." I said. "Taylor, I know when something is wrong. Tell me." He said. "Luke, I'm fine really." I said.
My hand was pounding. It was hurting so badly. I could feel the bruise spreading, but I couldn't show Luke. "Taylor, please tell me what's wrong." He said. "Nothing is wrong!" I yelled throwing my hands in the air. Luke took my wrist, and looked at my hand. "D-did I do this?" He asked. I looked to the ground. He backed away from me, and slid against the wall. "I-I-I hurt you." He said. "I hurt you. I hurt you. I hurt you." He whispered, as he rocked back and forth. "I-I-I'm sorry. I hurt you. I-I- didn't mean to. I hurt you." He said.
I ran over to him. "Luke." I said. "Luke. Luke look at me." I said. He looked at me with tears in his eyes, and one tear streaming down his face. "It's just a hand. It's fine." I said. "No! No it's not fine!" He yelled, which made me jump back. "No. Don't be afraid. Please don't." He said, once we saw tears run down my face. "I hurt you. Badly. And now I made you cry." He said. I shook my head, when he started to break down crying. "Luke. It's okay. I'm fine." I said hugging him. "Come on." I said, as I sat on the bed. Luke put his head on my leg.
"I hurt you. I didn't mean to." He said. "Shh. It's alright." I said stroking his face. "My grip? Was it that hard?" He asked. "A little tight." I replied. He started crying again. "I hurt you taylor. I really did. I bruised you." He said. "Shh." I said, as I took my thumb and wiped his tears away.
Luke got up, and walked to the wall. He punched the wall, and then started banging his head against it. "Luke! No!" I yelled running to him. He kept hitting his head on the wall. I finally pulled him away from the wall, and he dropped to the ground. I sat there holding him, rocking back and fourth, and he cried into my shoulder. This is exactly why I didn't want Luke to know he really did actually hurt me, really badly. I knew he would be so angry and upset with himself.
Part 1 and 2 were both in one day! Part 3, which is next chapter is a different day.