Just a Little Bit of Your Heart

Luke's POV

Today was the day of my trial, so I most certainly didn't try to sleep in this morning. Not that I really could anyways, but I've just been in a out of the system for so long that it doesn't even bother me anymore. I stand in front of the mirror adjusting my stupid tie on my neck and buttoning up the dress shirt that I was given. Apparently in order to at least have a chance to be free, you had to look like you cared.

"Your up." My attorney, Steve says.

I sigh and turn around, doing a small spin to signify that I don't have anything on me. Steve nods and leads me the way we were supposed to go. As we walk down the hallway, I try to control my breathing. Even though I've been through this before, I can't say that I'm not scared that I won't make it out alive. We turn the corner that leads to an open door, and the whole court room that sits all the awaiting people.

As I enter, all eyes suffocate me. I quickly scan the crowd to find any familiar faces, but I look away too fast to know if anyone is there. I take my place at the assigned desk/ table. The guy that I knocked out sits in the stand practically shaking in his seat.

"Do you swear to tell the truth and nothing but the truth?" The judge says.

"Of course." The boy nods.

"What were you doing the night you got in a fight with Luke Hemmings?"

"I-I was out with some friends and we decided to go paintballing."

"And is it true that you saw Luke's group go into the paintball arena, and that's why all the sudden you wanted to go?" Steve asks him. My curiosity grows as he speaks, my ears perking up to listen.

"N-no. We were out to have a good time and we just so happened to go to the same place as them." The guy stutters.

"So your saying that you weren't trying to provoke him by following the group into the paintball arena because you knew Madison Greenwall would be there?" My blood instantly starts boiling by the mention of her name. I want so badly to be mad at her for being here. I want so badly to blame her for everything, but I can't help but want to go to her right now. I can't help but feel protective of her. I can't for the life of me figure out why I feel this this way. I don't understand. I don't even know her.

"No, I didn't know Madison would be there." He responds too quickly.

"So you know her?" Steve assumes. He doesn't answer. "Peter, do you need me to repeat myself?" Steve steps closer to, I now know him as Peter.

"That's enough questions!" Peter's attorney exclaims.

"He didn't answer my question. I'll be done as soon as he answers."

"Come on Peter, it's over. Take a seat."

"No-"

"Silence!" The judge orders. "Luke Hemmings, you are summoned to the stand."

I look over to Steve, knowing I wouldn't budge if he didn't give me a sign to. Finally he nods to me to go, so I stand up and begin walking to my doom. I scan the crowd again, seeing as I'm now in front of everyone. Michael's flaming red hair is enough to make me recognize him. Beside him sits Calum and Ashton. Ashton gives me a slight thumbs up and the 'ok' symbol.
Peter's attorney approaches the stand. "Good morning, I'm Attorney Randal Howard." He puts his hand out, but I don't take it. I don't even reply to him. Strike one, probably. "Fair enough." He wipes his hands against each other, turning back to his desk for a short moment.

"Do you swear to tell the truth and nothing but the truth?" The judge has to ask me.

"Yep." I nod. Waiting for Peter's attorney to come back.

"Luke Hemmings, how many times have you been in here?"

"This will be my fourth time." I reply.

"And how old are you?"

"18."

"Your still in school. Your senior year, yes?"

"Yeah. What does this have to do with anything?"

Randal doesn't say anything, just smirks. I grip the handle of the chair so hard my knuckles turn white and I swallow hard, trying to keep myself from jumping over this stand to attack him. Now that would be bad. "Is it true that you met up with your friend group at the paintball arena?"

"Yes."

"So you came there after Peter and his friends got there?"

"I don't know, maybe."

"You don't know?"

I shake my head, my annoyance level rising. "No."

"Did you know that Madison was going to be there?"

"N-no." I stutter thinking about her again.

"So maybe you could've been trying to get back at him for messing with your girlfriend in the first place?"

"She is not my girlfriend." I spat.

"Wait, so you just answered my question." Steve starts up again. "You do know Madison, so that means that when they were coming up with the plans to go paintballing, you were listening in. You wanted to get back at her for not giving in to you that night at the party. So you figured that because the place they would be going to is dark, you could easily get her alone, not knowing that Luke himself would be there again. Am I right?"

"I-I-"

"Am I right?" Steve gets in Peter's face, making all the blood rush to his cheeks.

"Yes." He nods.

"So technically speaking, Luke was fighting in defense. Not because he wanted to 'get back at him'. For all we know, Luke couldn't care if he lurked around, just as long as Peter doesn't mess with the people he cares for."

Do I care for her?

"Great point. You may rest your case." The judge says. He turns to the jury and they give him the verdict. My palms turn sweaty as he studies the paper that predicts my future in his hands. "Luke Hemmings, you have pled...not guilty."

The whole world lifts off my shoulders as I have made it out once again. Oh how lucky I can be. This doesn't seem to be the case for our dear friend, Peter. "Peter Galagher, you have pled guilty for the attempt assault on Madison Greenwall, and Luke Hemmings. You will spend a minimum of 1 month in the county jail. You are released. This court is adjourned."

I scamper off the stand to be met with Steve and the boys. We all walk out together, through the front. "Somehow you did it again." Steve laughs.

"Me? Your the one who says it all." I give him the complement back.

"Please I've had plenty of practice. You on the other hand, stay out of trouble this time, yeah?"

"I can't promise you anything, but I'll try."

"Great. See you around." He says, walking away with the tip of the hat.

"Congrats man." Calum pats my back.

"Eh, it's nothing." I shrug it off. "Let's just go home, I gotta get out of this suit."

"Oh." Michael says. "I-uh- I have plans." He speaks quietly.

"What plans?" I ask, while the other two keep their heads down. Geez how much can change in just two days?

"Plans with um, Violet."

I clench my jaw and swallow hard knowing Madison would be there. "What are you still doing here? Leave." I shoo him away.

"Okay, okay." He puts his hands up. "Glad you out man."

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Back at home, Sam starts her regular bitching and telling me what I can and can't do. Aaron has been told to come in my room every hour to check if I'm still here. Not that I care though. To be honest, I'm too tired to be out and about right now. Maybe tomorrow, the guys and I can go out and get high or something. Right now I want to drift off and sleep.

But well that doesn't happen either. Michael steps into the room shyly. "What?" I ask. "I thought you were out with Violet."

"Well yeah I was, but uh Madison was there too, and she wants to see you. You know make sure your okay."

"Yeah right." I scoff and lay back down.

"Luke come on, she's a really nice girl. She just looking out for you."

"Looking out for me? Do I look like I need to be looked out for? She can't even handle her own-self."

"Alright mate, but she's really torn up over this. You should at least send her your condolence."

"Whatever, Mike." I mumble, burying my face in the pillow until I hear him close the door behind him.

I get comfy again, but I can't seem to sleep. My mind wonders to how upset she really is. Is she really okay without me? How bad is she upset right now? Is she crying? The thought of her crying sends a horrifying feeling through me. I hurl myself at my pillow again, and squeeze my eyes shut, but I can't sleep. And I know I won't be able to sleep until I let my heart do what it wants.

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