It's Way Too High

Meet You There

Luke's POV

I don't think I could survive another week away from him.

Four weeks were more than enough and even though he said I got everything I need and wish in here, at Westwood, they weren't what I need and wish anymore.

Four weeks without him was pure torture for me. Everything felt bland and just... uncompleted. It's like I'm kinda there but not quite, like walking around with just one shoe. I'm half a heart without him.

With that being said, I packed everything up, sold my house, and then here I am; standing in front of a black wooden door that has number 28 in it.

Alright, Luke, you can do this. Just raise your fist up, knock on the door, and we'll see how it goes from there.

I took a deep breath in, before finally raising my right fist and bang it on the door.

There's no going back now.

I waited patiently for it to be opened, tapping my feet anxiously as I counted the second in my head. 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19, 2...

"Who are you?" I blinked my eyes at the tiny human being in front of me; his unruly blonde hair was all over the place while his big blue eyes stared up at me in pure confusion.

I'm at the right house, aren't I?

"Uh... hello there, is this the Irwin household?"

"Yes, um... friends?" He adorably asked.

"Err... kinda. Is Ashton home?"

"I'll call him, wait here," He smiled at me before rushing back inside, leaving the door wide open and me in wonder. I looked back down at my feet, seeing them fidget with one another.

"Daddy, daddy, daddy!!!" His light and toddler-like voice echoed suddenly. Wait, what? Daddy?

I heard some rustling from somewhere in the house, before the toddler come back, dragging an equally confused Ashton right on his tail.

"Here," The tiny being said before he rushed back inside.

Ashton stared at me with so many emotions in his eyes that I could barely decipher what he was feeling. I was happy and relieved to see him again but I'm also extremely anxious and it makes me kinda nausea.

I don't think I got the guts to say the first word here. I mean, he left- no, he asked me to stay in Westwood but then here I am, at his doorstep.

I think it was only a matter of time before I chicken out and just left without a word because judging from his expression, I don't even know how to act around him. He'll probably kick me out, saying that we're no longer a thing and that he's happy with someone else or something. Not saying that he cheated or whatever but for all I know, he only got a son which is Keegan but that tiny little thing was obviously not Keegan therefore it was either h-

"You're here," Yeah, I'm here and you hate me and oomph~

The air was forced out of my lungs as a sudden weight fall on me. Wait, he's hugging me! He didn't kick me out!

I instantly wrapped my arms around him as soon as my mind registered what's actually happening. He nuzzled his head into the crook of my neck, a chocked out sob passing his lips. His grip around my waist tightened as his sob goes louder and more frantic. I rubbed his back soothingly, trying my best to calm him down.