You and Luke were walking down the street when a group of girls walked passed. All of them were gorgeous and Luke seemed to notice too. He smirked at one of them and they waved back. You felt as if you were about to cry. You kept walking but stayed quiet as Luke talked.
"Babe, is something wrong?" he asked.
"No," you said, not looking at him. You made it to your apartment and he walked you to the door.
"You want me to come in?" he asked.
"I.. um I have a paper to write and-"
"Babe, what's wrong?" he asked.
"It's nothing," you said again. You unlocked your door and walked in, leaving him confused. You walked into your bedroom and crashed onto your bed, crying.
"Babe, whats wrong?" you heard a voice ask.
"How did you get in hear?" you asked.
"You gave me a key," he said setting beside you on the bed. "Did I do something?"
"Don't play coy with me, Luke," you said standing up and walking into your bathroom. You shut the door and sat in front of it.
"I don't know what I did. What did I do?" he asked through the door.
"Really?" you said standing up and opening the door. "Let's start when you checked out that beautiful girl on the street. You smiled at her and she waved. You could have at least made sure I wasn't looking. You made me feel worthless, like I wasn't good enough. Do you want me to be prettier?" you explained, tears rolling down your face.
"Baby, that was my brother's girlfriend. I was saying hi to her. You are very beautiful, inside and out. I don't want any girl like that. I want you, Y/N. I love you." he said truthfully.
"Really?" you asked, still crying.
"Really," he said cupping your cheeks. You kissed him with passion and hugged him.
"I'm sorry," you whispered.
"Shh, it's okay, love," he whispered back, kissing your forehead.