Fangirl

Everyone's yelling at Luke and multiple agents and bodyguards end up following us into his hotel room to keep the paparazzi away from him, while he just completely ignores all of the chaos and keeps his head low. I feel so bad for him. I don't know how hard fame is, and he's actually handling this all really well. I mean, more than I would be.

"Are you okay?" I whisper to him as he tries ignoring the multiple agents trying to figure out how to plan his life from here.

"No." He laughs, but it comes out like a cry for help.

"I'm really sorry."

"For what? You didn't do anything wrong, that was me."

"No I mean. If I stayed at home and didn't come on tour none of this would be happening to you, and you'd be able to live your life like how it was before.."

"Riley," He shakes his head, "I was miserable before you. Honestly, like I liked the whole band thing at first but the past two years, since Amy and all this fake drama came into the picture, I've hated it. I was- Like, really really depressed.. And then I met you and I haven't felt an emotion close to numb or drowning in so long. You wouldn't believe how happy just you being in the room makes me." He smiles, and I feel my heart flutter with the blush forming on my face. "This past year with you has been heaven, trust me."

"This past year with you has been heaven for me too, Luke." I smile.

"Welp that's good." He laughs.

"Luke, we got it figured out," A woman wearing her red curly hair in a ponytail says, "You'll just say Riley is Amy's real name!"

Luke frowns, and is about to protest, when I decide he's gone through way too much for me.

"Actually that's a really dumb idea." I state, and everyone looks at me in shock. "I'm a fan, so I can easily say no one is going to believe that. It's Luke's life. Let him figure out what he wants to do before you come in here and fuck his life up, okay? Just chill."

The woman raises an eyebrow at me, "You only have a week left here darling. After that his opinion won't matter."

"Yes, it will, because he has his own voice." I stand up, "And if you don't let him use it, I'll.." I think. "I'll tell everyone all the lies you've been telling them. Like the Amy thing."

"Uh- Riley, you don't really have authority to say that." Ashton whispers to me. I shrug.

The woman looks at me for a second, just blinking. "Uhm. Okay."

"Really?" I raise my eyebrows.

"Really, I guess." She nods. "Luke, it's up to you now."

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