The Yin Yang Equation || L.H

At 2am Luke and I are still talking, laughing and drinking. Everyone else has long since gone home, and just as the last few people are leaving the pub he turns to me.

"Do you, do you think we should head home?" He asks with a lopsided grin, followed by a hiccup. We both burst into fits of laughter.

As we laugh Luke falls off his stool and we just laugh even harder.

"Yes Hemmo, we should defiantly head home," I say through tears as he stands up, using everything in reach to help.

"Defiantly?" He questions with a smirk. I shake my head, still trying to contain my giggles, as I stand.

"You know what I mean," I say back as I playfully poke him in the shoulder.

"Then let us head home!" He cheers as he links our arms together. "Defiantly." He turns his head to face me and winks, and we skip out the door of the pub and down the street.

"You're far too slow!" He screams in my ear. I unlink my arm from his to cover my ear as I scrunch my face up at him. He just laughs and skips down the street faster.

I laugh at him as he goes along, doing huge jumps and kicking his legs out; he even spins a couple of times.

"You're quite the dancer," I say to him as he runs back to where I'm walking, with the expression of a proud child.

"Will you dance with me?" He asks with a bow, tipping over a little too far. I grab him by the shoulders and hoist him back up before he falls face first into the footpath.

"Of course I would," I reply with a curtsy. He joins one of his hands with mine, and puts the other on my shoulder. I laugh as I move my other hand to grip around his waist.

We dance down the empty streets, not caring that our positions are reversed. The only lights we have is that of the flickering streetlights and the vast array of stars above us. The moon shines the most, casting a bluey haze over the town.

At that moment, in the empty streets, it feels as if it's just Luke and I in the whole world. Just us by ourselves as we dance and laugh.

I can't help thinking just how beautiful he really is as I watch the moonlight reflect off his eyes, and cast shadows on his face. He smiles at me, the biggest he ever has and there's nothing else I could possibly want.

We make it to my house too soon, and I have to say goodbye to Luke well before I want to. I can tell he's thinking the same as his eyebrows pinch together slightly and a small pout forms on his lips.

The expression doesn't last for very long, because he instead decides to scoop me up into a big hug, lifting my feet from the ground. I laugh as he does so, and so does he, but our giggles start to fade when he gently places me back down.

"Goodnight, Hemmo," I say softly as I turn towards the door.

"Goodnight, Ree," he says back as I step inside, blow him a kiss, and close the door behind me.

For a moment I just stand there, leaning against the door and smiling. Before I head off to bed I stand at the window and watch as he walks down the empty streets, in and out of the light and the shadows.

When he's walked so far that I can't see him anymore I finally start stumbling to my room. I try so hard to do so quietly, but I can't help knocking into a few pieces of furniture here and there. I silently hope that my parents don't wake from the noise.

I let out a sigh of relief as my body hits the bed. I tuck my self in under the sheet and curl up into a ball. A small smile is still present on my face as I let my eyelids close.

"Luke Hemmings, you are a fun drunk," I whisper to myself. My words just float off into the night, with no one to answer them. Maybe talking to myself means I've gone mad. Oh well, I think with a chuckle. I can live with that.

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A blaring alarm wakes me from my sleep, jolting me straight upwards in fear. I scramble around the room in an attempt to find the source of the noise, before realising it's coming from my phone, still in the back pocket of my denim shorts from last night.

I moan and rub my hands down my face when I see the time - 7am. With work starting in and hour.

But not only do I have work, it's my first day and I'd been hoping to set a good impression.

In half an hour I'm ready and heading out the door. Never in my life have I used so much concealer on my under eyes - and still had dark circles peeping through.

I realise on the bus that the reason I can't find my house keys or wallet, along with various other things, is because I left my beach bag in the pub in my drunken state.

I almost fall asleep on the ride to work, but somehow I manage to keep my eyes open.

Stepping into the building I can see the front desk lady glaring at me. Beside her sits Luke, with sunglasses on and messy hair. A bag lies at his feet. My beach bag!

Upon my arrival he stands and walks over to me.

"You left this," he says, his voice course. "I had to go back and get it for you." He sounds so tired, I feel as if I owe him an apology, but I don't have enough time. I thank him quickly, take my bag and go over to the front desk to see where I'm needed today.

"Just a quick tour of the building and introduction," she says monotonously. "Luke was supposed to be showing you around, but he's asked if someone else can instead."

I feel disappointment start to creep into my stomach at the thought of missing out on sharing the day with Luke.

"So who will?" I ask. She gives me a fake smile and tosses her hair behind her shoulder.

"Calum."

A/n: So I have a bit of explaining to do haha. You may have noticed that I haven't updated in a while and I'm really really sorry. I've gone away on holidays for the next week or so, and idk how often my updates are going to be at the moment.

I tried to write a bunch of chapters in advance so I could just upload them quickly each day, but I ended up having this really awful migraine and lost most of my vision, so that didn't really happen.

Anyway I'm hoping to upload maybe once every two or three days until I get home. Hope you don't mind.

And one more thing, the media is a pic I took from the plane just in case you don't believe me ha.

- Belle xx