A.N// 2/3 ily guys sm for 1M that's incredibly ridiculous and it means sm to me <3
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Kate's POV

Two Weeks Later

My first week in America wasn't as bad as I thought it would be, and the second wasn't either. It was just really busy.

After my dad was done with all of his meetings for the week, we had a really nice time. It felt good to catch up and spend a little bit of quality time with him for once.

We visited a lot of Los Angeles' attractions, and we took super awesome photos. It was fun, and I actually began to be happy that came. The only bad thing that happened was my dad getting scheduled for an extra meeting on Tuesday, so he was completely busy that day as well.

Once he was free, we went literally everywhere. We went to a restaurant to eat every night, and we got up early to have a continental breakfast in the hotel's lobby. My dad and I would usually get room service for lunch, but it was fine because the food was amazing.

I also went to the indoor pool my hotel had a couple of times after buying a swimsuit while my dad and I were out.

I didn't keep in much contact with Luke because timezones weren't on our side. Plus, he had school, so when I was awake to talk, he couldn't. It really sucked, but we tried our bests to keep things going. After my first few days here, we started video chatting less, and the texts came in less frequently as well.

Sometimes, I didn't even get a 'good morning', and when I sent him one, I got no response.

It saddened me a little, but I knew I was going to go back home soon. Then, I could be with Luke and all of my other friends again.

I dragged myself out of bed so I wouldn't miss breakfast. I quickly brushed my teeth and hair to make myself look more presentable, and I put on a pair of jeans and a sweatshirt.

I walked out of my room to go to the elevator, and when I got to the lobby, my dad was already there. He was sitting down, on his iPad, drinking a coffee. On the plate in front of him, he had a stack of pancakes and a few links of sausage.

"Hi dad," I greeted. He looked up and gave me a wave before focusing his attention back on his work.

I went to the buffet to make myself a waffle. Once it was done cooking, I added some blueberries and a maple syrup drizzle. I also got some orange juice, and I ate my breakfast whilst sitting next to my dad.

"Kate, I have a meeting today, and then we'll be able to head back home tomorrow," he said. I nodded along, chewing my food as I listened to him speak. "I've had fun here, but I miss home. I can't wait to get back."

I swallowed the piece of waffle I had in my mouth and chased it down with juice before adding an input of my own. "Yeah, it's nice out here, but same, I miss Australia and my friends there."

The waitresses came out of the kitchen and started cleaning up the buffet and everything in it. People went up to get some final breakfast selections so all the food wouldn't go to waste. I told my dad I was going to go back to my room, and he was fine with that, so I headed that way.

I laid down on my bed and started playing a puzzle game on my phone when an incoming call popped up on the screen. It was Luke trying to FaceTime me. I answered hesitantly, not sure if I actually wanted to speak to him or not.

"Hi," I said softly. It was close to nine in the morning for me, so I didn't understand why Luke would be awake.

"Hey," he mumbled. It was dark in the room he was in. I could barely make out his face.

"What time is it?" I asked.

"Like..." He clicked the screen to check the time, and he made a face. "Almost four in the morning."

"Luke, why are you still awake? Don't you have school?" I questioned. He nodded and rubbed his eyes. He looked really tired from what I could see.

"I haven't been able to sleep," he said. He rolled over so that he was laying on his side. "I miss you so much."

"Luke," I sighed. I put my hand over my face and let out an annoyed groan. If I could get on a plane I would, but I couldn't until tomorrow. This was all my fault. "I'll be back tomorrow don't worry," I tried soothing him so that maybe he could fall asleep soon.

"Baby, I can't sleep without holding you," he whined. My heart melted, and I wanted nothing more than to just hug him, but there was so much distance between us.

"I'm sorry."

"It's fine. I'm okay for now," he grumbled.

"No, you need to get some rest. I'll stay on with you until you fall asleep," I told him, being honest. As long as it would take for him to fall asleep was as long as I would stay on the call with him.

"Okay..." he dragged out. His eyes lit up all of a sudden, and a bright smile appeared on his face. "Guess what?"

"You're tired now?" I guessed raising my eyebrows. He shook his head.

"Not quite. My parents came home last night," he said still smiling.

"Nice, maybe ask them if you could stay home today to catch up on your sleep? It would make me feel better," I pushed. He thought for a second before answering to what I said.

"I might. Babe, I'm so fucking tired," he groaned. He rolled over so he was on his stomach, and he put the phone directly in front of his face.

"Go to sleep then," I urged. He frowned and closed his eyes for a moment. He opened them back up a few seconds later and huffed.

"I can't. I want to cuddle," he said sternly. He rolled over once again so he was lying on his. He stayed that way for a while before he actually sat up.

"I would if I was there." I also sat up and crossed my legs. Some of my hair fell into my face, so I tied it back using the hair tie that was on my wrist.

"Come back then."

"Tomorrow," I laughed.

"Fine," he yawned, and I laughed even more. "What?"

"You're sleepy," I noticed. He pulled a face at me which made my laughter continue.

"No, I'm-" he paused to yawn again. "Not."

"Luke, go to sleep. I'll be home before you know it, and we can cuddle all you want," I tried persuading. He yawned again after a moment of silence. It was cute how he would deny that he was sleepy just so he could stay awake an talk to me.

"Fine, I can't wait," he said. He added a wink, which made me smile. "I love you, bye." I blew him a kiss before he hung up, and when the call was over, I flopped back on my bed.
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Luke's POV

I woke up to the sun beaming through the crack of my dark colored curtains, and I groaned. I finally fell asleep, but I was still drained. I then remembered school, and I jumped up from my spot on my bed and raced down the stairs.

There, I found my mom sitting at the table typing away at her laptop.

"Good morning, Luke. How did you sleep?" she asked. I raised my eyebrows and walked towards the table, pulling a chair out and sitting down once I got there.

"It was okay. I'm still really tired though. I didn't mean to skip school, I just-"

"It's fine, son. I was going to ask you if you wanted the day off anyway. You seemed a little out of it when we got here last night. Are you okay?" she cut off my rambling but still focused the attention on me. I didn't think my parents were ready to hear the real reason why I haven't been as into life as I could be, so I decided to hold off on telling her.

"I'm alright, but I haven't been sleep very well for these past couple of weeks. I'm not entirely sure why though," I lied. She nodded along, still typing stuff and barely paying me any real attention.

"Are you tired now?"

"A little..." I trailed off.

"You have the whole day to do nothing," she started. "Go back to sleep if you want to."

I went back up to my room, and I got back in the bed. I turned on my television and grabbed my Xbox controller from off of my beside table.

I then realized that I had to get back out of bed to turn the Xbox on and change the game if it wasn't FIFA. I got up with a groan and slowly walked over the the console to turn it on. I pressed the eject button to check the disk, and since it was FIFA, I went back to my bed.

I laid down, propping my head up with a couple of pillows, and I pulled my duvet up to my chest. I used the controller to pick my team, and I quickly started the game.
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Playing a bunch of matches in FIFA really did help me get my mind off of Kate, but once I was done, it was straight back to her consuming most of my thoughts. This was torture. I didn't want to go any longer with her, but I still had over half a day until she left LA.

I didn't know what time her flight was, but I was sure she'd tell me. I wanted to be the first person she saw when she got back, and I was beyond excited.

I checked the time, and it  realized that school was out. I quickly dialed Ashton's number and invited him over. Twenty minutes later, he walked through my bedroom door.

"Hello, Luke," he greeted, a bright smile accessorizing his face, as always. I waved, and he pouted. "You didn't show up to school, and when I get here, all you give me is a wave? How rude," he said giggling.

That made me laugh, and I swung my legs over the side of my bed before getting out of it. I went to my dresser to get a shirt out, and I pulled it over my head.

"I'm sorry, I've just been unenthusiastic about things ever since she left," I frowned, but it was quickly washed away when I remembered the events that were going to take place tomorrow.

"Calum told us about what happened at the airport," he started. " I'm happy for you guys."

I smiled. That day was one of the best days of my life so far, and I just wished she would've stayed. I had severe separation anxiety after those first few days. It was ridiculous actually.

I didn't want to talk to her as much because I knew that I couldn't do anything about when I told her I loved her, or if I said I missed her. There was nothing I could do because I wasn't with her, and that made me really sad.

"Yeah, I miss her. A lot," I said frowning again.

"C'mon mate, cheer up. She'll be back tomorrow," he stated patting my back. I tried smiling a little, but it didn't work. Nothing would make me happy until she came back. It was like she took my heart wit her, and I couldn't get it back until she came back with it.

"I'm trying," I huffed, but Ashton wasn't buying it.

"Do you want to talk about it?" he questioned. I thought about it for a second before realizing that it was just Ashton. I nodded, and we both took a seat on my bed.
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A few hours after Ashton left was when I started talking to Kate again on FaceTime. She was really giggly for some reason, and it was hilarious to watch.

She was telling me some crazy how this little girl was questioning her about her accent .

"And she was like, Are you an alien or something? I was so confused, and I looked at her in the strangest way. Her mom had to apologize for her, and she literally dragged the poor kid out of the store." She erupted into a fit of giggles.

I laughed along with her before things got really quiet. All of a sudden, she jutted her bottom lip out, and I knitted my eyebrows together, silently questioning her actions.

"I miss you," she admitted softly. "I don't want to wait for tomorrow. I want to leave right now."

"It's just a few more hours, baby. Then, I'll cuddle with you," I winked, and I saw the blush creeping up her neck and filling her cheeks.

"I want to have a really heated make out session," she said innocently. The room grew hotter, and my pants started to get tighter.

"Stop," I whined.

"What?" she asked. She knew what she was doing, and she was playing a not so fair game.

"I'm sexually frustrated, Kate. Stop right now," I tried. She took her hair out of it's ponytail, allowing it to frame her face, and removed the sweatshirt she was wearing. She was definitely provoking me.

I heard a knock on her door, and she got up quickly to answer it. She was gone for a while, and in that time, I decided to take care of the problem arising in my pants. I didn't want to have to deal with this for another twenty four hours.

When Kate finally came back, she sat on her bed lazily, a prominent frown etched into her face. She looked the complete opposite than what she did before she got up to answer the door.

"Babe, what's wrong? Who was-"

"It was my dad," she cut me off. She was still frowning, and I just wanted to know what he could've said to make her mood drastically change within the course of two minutes. "He caouldn't get an open flight until next Friday. I have to spend another week here."
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A.N// like i said ily guys loads and i hope you enjoyed this chapter!!

i think it sucks but you know it's just a filler so yeah

i was drunk on caffeine while writing this lmao

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