*Sorry about the repeated paragraph, it's all fixed now.*

Luke and I spent the whole day in his treehouse, mainly talking, some singing, some dancing. I tried to avoid the topic of his past as best as I could. I honestly wish I hadn't brought it up, Luke seemed sad for the rest of the picnic.

I ended up going home at around seven after he said he needed to go to work for eight. My father wasn't home surprisingly, just like this morning, so that left me to fend for myself and make dinner.
I decided on pasta since I was to lazy to do anything that required actual work, while I was boiling the water, my mind replayed this weeks events.

From hanging out with Ashton and Luke, to our fort building movie watching cuddling night, to our little day at the treehouse. It was perfect. I enjoyed hanging out with Luke, he was so fascinating.

There was never a dull moment when I was with Luke, I always felt happy near him. He was honestly my best friend in the whole world. When I wasn't with him, I wanted to be.
He was always on my mind no matter what. I could be in math and I would be wondering if Luke ate breakfast in the morning, or in science I could be thinking of what Luke's favourite colour was. I cared for Luke like I care for Alex, except I think Luke's kinda hot.

After my food was ready I walked to the living room and turned on the tv. A documentary about some kind of shark was on, it seemed boring. I flipped through until I finally found a channel playing a decent movie. I turned it up and put my feet up on the table, watching as the movie played the opening credits for The Simpsons Movie. Homer really cracks me up.

I woke up, I don't know when but I somehow dosed off during the movie, I was awakened to a loud banging noise on my front door. I shakily stood up and fixed my ponytail, slowly making my way to the door.

The banging sound continued to get louder, it was starting to get a little creepy. With one final step I was at the door, my hand hovering over the door handle, it was times like these that I wished we had windows in the front. I rested my hand on the handle and with one pull it was open. I gasped and then laughed.

"Don't do that you little shit you scared me." I say to the tall boy in front of me. He smirks but leans down and gives me a hug before following me back to the living room.

"So, how's your boyfriend?"

Luke's pov

Mine and Paisleys day was amazing, I enjoyed spending time with her. When she said I was her bestfriend I had to refrain myself from hopping up and down and doing a happy dance. I had no idea she thought of me like that, I thought she was just another one of those girls that would pretend to like you and then drop your sorry ass the moment the deed was done.

I headed to work, walking slowly across the sidewalk, good thoughts coming to mind about paisley then bad thoughts of my brothers and repeat. There was the occasional person the smiled at me, but other than that everyone seemed to be in a bitter mood. It didn't help.

As soon as I walked into the all to familiar diner, I felt a bad vibe giving off of the air. It was the exact same as usual days, busy and warm. but something seemed off, really off.

I put on my apron and began to serve some tables. I had served about three of them when i heard a familiar laugh come from a booth on the other side of the building. I hesitantly walked over to where the sound had come from and immediately regretted it. There in the booth was the person that left me all alone, the person who let me be miserable for a good portion of my life time, sitting there with out a care in the world was my brother.

Jack.

Fucking.

Hemmings.

(A/N)

Sooooo.... Lots of drama is coming up so beware.

Any questions?

-Caitllin :)