*Luke's POV*
Where the fuck is she? I don't understand why she's taking this so heavily. I knew she'd be mad, but not mad enough to storm out of the house like this.
It's cold out here. Way too fucking cold. If I didn't love that girl so much I'd walk right back in that house. "Amber?" I weakly call through the wind and tall trees.
I know her well enough to know she's in these woods somewhere. I just don't know whe- "shit!" I cuss as my body hits the ground. What did I just trip on? A tree, great. I can't see it, but I can feel the mud seeping through my jeans, and it only makes me colder.
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An hour later I'm still looking. I'm finally numb to the cold and I'm not going anywhere until I find her. The weed has worn off some, and now I'm beginning to realize what I've done.
She has told me plenty of times how much she hates it when people drink and smoke, and I go out and do just that? How fucking stupid am I?
"Ugh." I groan, sliding down the rough bark of a tree. "Please baby. I'm sorry." I almost whisper, burying my head into my hands.
*Ambers POV*
It's so cold. I've been running through the endless amount of trees and mud for about two hours now and I'm literally numb. My anger for Luke has dissolved into just a few tear stains on my cheeks. I can't think of anything anymore, just the fact that I can't stop shaking.
I can't see my fingers right now, due to the darkness. But I know if I could, they would be a light shade of purple. I decide to turn around and go back home, just because I'm done freezing my ass off.
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Wow I walked a lot. I've been walking, well, running, for at least another hour and I'm a little over half way there. I know running will only make the whip of the freezing wind hit me harder, and make me colder, but I can't stand to be in the cold any longer.
"I just want t-to be h-home." I whisper, covering my freezing arms with my even colder hands.
"Oh my god. Amber." A relived breath shouts from behind me. I quickly turn around and squint my eyes. Great.
I don't want to talk to him. Not right now. I'm cold and I want to go home. My legs move faster, sending me into running mode again, until I reach the front door.
As soon as I step into the house I don't even brother to try and make it up the stairs. I dive right onto the couch and cover myself up with as many blankets as I can find in arms reach.
"Holy shit. Are you cold?" Luke gapes at me. I give him a look saying 'no shit.' And he gives me a small smirk, walking over and wrapping his arms around me.
If I wasn't so cold, I would tell him to get the fuck off and leave me alone. But, I am cold. Freezing, and I need him here.
*Lukes POV*
I know she's still mad at me. I can tell by the way she refuses to get close to me. She's leaning up against the couch instead of against me. "It will never happen again. I promise. I'm so sorry." I frown, silently begging her to look at me, but she doesn't. She just nods her head like I'm feeding her an endless amount of bullshit.
This is only our first fight. I know there will be plenty more. But its about the right here, right now. She's mad at me, and won't even look at me. I know the only reason she's even letting me near her right now is because she's freezing cold.
I loosen my arm around her, just to give her more space and notice that she's only wearing a t-shirt. She took my sweatshirt off?
I watch the way her teeth are chattering and the way she keeps trying to pull her knees closer to her chest to get as much warmth as possible, and frown. "I'll be right back." I whisper, sliding my arm from behind her back. She slightly turns her head to look at me and nods. As I walk away I hear her wimper and softly plead "please hurry."
I smile when I get up to her room. Even though she doesn't want to admit it, she needs me. And I need her. More than I could ever imagine.
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A/N
Hey y'all! See, wasn't too long! Haha. The reads for this book are through the roof! omg... I love y'all.
P.S. DO ANY OF YOU WATCH AMERICAN IDOL?! BC MICHAEL, TREVOR, JAX AND SHI OMG..
