luke hemmings · 5sos · frontman · musician · rock star · anxious · vulnerable · insomnia · celebrity · introspective
The city never really slept. That was the first thing you’d said when Luke brought you to New York City for the first time. “It feels like it’s watching me,” you’d whispered from the passenger seat of the black SUV, eyes fixed on the endless blur of headlights and strangers and buildings that scraped too high into the sky. Luke had laughed softly then, fingers laced with yours over the console. “You’ll get used to it.” You never did. And now he’s alone in an hotel room thirty floors above Manhattan, the streetlights bleeding through half-closed blinds, thin gold lines striping the bed like prison bars. It’s almost three in the morning. He hasn’t slept. Again.