I. Am. So. Tired.
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You have so many queens.
Honestly, you say the word queen so much, I can't even keep track anymore.
"LUCAS ROBERT HEMMINGS," You shout from the living room.
"WHAT, CALUM T. HOOD?"
"MY QUEEN'S ALBUM IS AVAILABLE FOR PRE-ORDER AND I CANNOT FUNCTION," He exclaims excitedly.
I sit on the couch, mentally trying to decipher who he was talking about.
"Who...?"
"You've gotta be kidding Luke! Halsey, remember?"
"Oh! I thought you were talking about Taylor Swift again."
"YES MY OTHER QUEEEN!"
I roll my eyes. "Jesus Christ."
You kiss my cheek. "You'll always be my king, Lukey."
I blush. "And you'll always be mine."
You actually have really good taste in queens.
But it's nice to know that none of them could ever replace me.
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I FELL ASLEEP WHILE WRITING THIS WHATSUD U DYDGF
YOU ARE READING
365 {cake/discontinued}
Fanfiction365 memories for every day that you are away. Or, an afraid, doubtful Luke counts down the days until Calum comes home. (lol I'm giving up 365 chapters is too much oops but you can read 135 chapters of bullshit if you want)
