She's Over There

Find out what will happen to suicidal Scarlet, and her only friend Kellin. Suicidal, friend Kellin. After tragedies strike so does fate, with her new found acquaintances, the band 5 Seconds Of Summer.


31. 29.

Chapter 29...


"Luke Hemmings! Don't you dare!" I squealed.

Luke had me pinned down underneath him on the floor in the main room.

"Don't what?" He asked innocently.

His hands dove for my waist as he started wiggling his fingers, tickling me.

I started to laugh hysterically and writhe underneath him.

"Please! It hurts! I'm laughing too much!" I laughed out.

"Hmm..." He said, slowing his movements. "Fine."

"Oh my god." I said coming down from my intense laughing fit.

Luke rolled off of my body and onto the floor beside me.

I rolled onto my belly and rested with my forearms laying flat on the floor. My head was slightly resting on Luke's chest.

"Tickling you took a lot out of me." Luke sighed.

I reached my hand up to his face slowly. I ran my finger over his lip ring, then slowly moved it between my fingers carefully so I wouldn't hurt him.

Luke lifted up my shirt at the back and doodled on my back with his fingers, sending chills down my body.

He drew small hearts and happy faces along with other random things.

"Luke?" I asked quietly.


"I really like you. " I said shutting my eyes slightly.

"I really like you too, Scar." He whispered to me.

I looked up into his eyes. I moved my hand from his lip ring to his cheek, running my thumb over his cheekbones.

I stood up and brought him with me. "I just want to..." I whispered while wrapping my arms tightly around his neck and shoulders.

His strong arms instantly went around my waist. He held me tightly and slowly rocked us back and forth.

I held him closer, and smiled. This was going to be a good day.

I heard Luke start to hum a familiar tune.

He pulled away slightly, keeping one hand around my waist, but grabbing my hand with his free hand, holding it out.

"What are you doing?" I giggled.

"We... Are dancing." He stated.

I moved my hand that was around his neck, to where I could play with the hair at the nape of his neck.

Luke continued to hum.

"Can you sing?" I asked nervously.

"Mhm..." He said.

He started to hum again but this time he hummed the starting bit of Angels by Mayday Parade.

"Three years of something, I call love,

When the phone calls and photographs were never enough,

To save a heart thats been broken,

So close to screaming,

This cant be happening, I must be dreaming..." He sang quietly.

His voice made my heart swell and butterflies swarm in my stomach.

He continued to sway us back and forth gently.

I pulled my hand from his and put it with my other hand, around his neck. Luke pulled us a little closer, his mouth beside my ear.

He sang softer giving me goosebumps.

"Lets toast, to the lucky ones,

To the girl that just broke my heart...

I cant breath, after all that you've told me,

You took my heart and made me melt again."

I swayed gently to his beat, and listened to his angelic voice. The sound of it was indescribable, it was truly better then anyone I've ever heard before.

Luke finished the song and pulled away from me, leaving me cool at the loss of contact.

He pushed a few pieces of hair behind my ear. I looked up into his eyes anticipating what he was going to do next.

Luke slid his hands down to my hips, slowly and gently pulling me closer to him. He started to lean in, just as his lips were about to touch mine I closed my eyes.

His soft, moist lips touched against mine, softly moulding my lips to his. The contrast of his warm lips and cold lip ring made the kiss irresistible.

He pulled away and smiled.

That was my first kiss. One that wasn't forced or unwanted.

My stomach had butterflies lurching inside, my mind was blank and my heart was fluttering.

I gave Luke a genuine smile, as he smiled back. Pulling me into him.

"That was my first real kiss and I'm glad that it was with you." I said as he held me close.

"I'm glad it was me too." He whispered.

I pulled away from him and pulled him to the bunks.

"When do the boys get back?" I asked.

"Probably like twenty minutes or so." Luke shrugged.


I stood in front of my bunk before Luke turned me around to face his bunk.

I carefully climbed up the sides before landing in his bunk. Luke just gradually jumped up with ease.

"I hate being short because its a large struggle to get into my bed everyday and I hate that." I pouted at Luke as he moved some blankets around.

"I think that you're gorgeous, just the way you are." Luke said, taking a seat beside me.

I giggled. "Thank you, I hardly think so. But You look so punk rock but really you're like a preppy white girl." I said with a shrug.

"I try my best." He smiled.

I poked my finger into his dimple and poked it.

Luke pouted at me.

"I'm sorry but you're cute." I smiled.

Luke smiled larger and giggled slightly, he put his hands around my waist an pulled me to sit on his lap.

I sat straddled his crotch, careful not to press my body down on him so he doesn't get a boner, and I won't feel obligated to fix it.

I lowered myself lightly so I wasn't hurting my thighs trying to hold myself up and still.

"Here..." He paused. He gently guided my hips down to sit on his lap. "Hovering will make it- uh- yeah." He said unsure of his words.

I smiled at him.

I leaned forward onto his chest before putting my legs in between his and laying basically on top of him.

"Wait- I'm sorry. I'm too heavy, I'm probably like crushing you- shit. I'm sorry." I said to him, trying to roll off of him before he stopped me.

"You aren't heavy- not the slightest bit. So please, please stay there." He begged.

"Are you sure? I really don't want to hurt you..." I pouted.

"I'm absolutely positive. You are my human heater, keeping me warm." He joked.

I giggled slightly.

I leaned my head down slowly and lined my lip up to his before leaning in for the kiss.

I pressed my lips against his gently and slowly moved them together. His lip ring gently sliding across my lip. Luke's large, warm hand made its way up to my cheek, deepening the kiss. His tongue ran across my bottom lip as if he was asking permission to use it.

I parted my lips and let his tongue roam my mouth.

After a bit of a make out I pulled away an d laid my head onto his chest, right over his heart.

I smiled to myself. Still feeling butterflies in my stomach and nervous.

Luke placed his hand at the back of my head, playing with my naturally curly hair.

"Will you promise to be my anti-social-anxiety- wingman? When we meet our 'tour mates?'" I said using air quotes around tour mates.

"Yeah, of course, I think they'll be nice lads, do you?" He asked.

"I think they will... I don't want any of them to know about my... Issues... I just worry that they will be stuck up famous rich people. But I don't know if they will be because... I don't know, I think it could go either way, they'll either be super nice or flat out rude." I explained.

"We won't tell them anything Scarlet, you don' have to worry about that. But yeah I agree." He said.

"Oh... While I think of it... um- I've called my sister quite a few times and she hasn't answered. So I left her all of your guys' numbers in case she had a problem with me- I don't know why she would but I left her them anyway. So if she calls thats why." I whispered to him.

"Alright." He whispered back holding me tighter.

"I'm going to sleep... Do you want me to go to your side?" I asked.

"No, stay here. Unless you're uncomfortable, then please, stay here." He said.

"Okay." I whispered.

I closed my eyes, slowly falling asleep in my favourite place to be; Luke's arms.







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