T h i r t y - t w o

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Clary's POV:

I leave the door open and lay on my bed and cover up because it's freezing. I'm still bawling my eyes out and Luke is still stressing.

Probably thinking of a lie to tell me so I'm not mad. I swear this man is going to be the death of me.

He sits on the bed next to me and covers up with me. He touches my leg and I wince at his touch. I grab my legs and pull them up to my chest.

He sighs and lays his head back on my bed frame.

"What do you want Luke?" I ask.

"Clary I think I need to explain myself." He says.

"You think you need to? No Luke more like you fucking have to." I say angry but tears still slipping down my face.

"Okay so Calum told me before we performed (when I met you) that I have to find one girl that stood out the most to me and act like I like them to see if they would fall for it. After they fall for it I had to break their hearts. I was such a dick for agreeing but I did anyway. But then I saw you and I talked to you and I realized I didn't want to break your heart because you felt like the one to me. I was going to tell Calum that I was still going to go through with it but I just couldn't. I couldn't hurt you like that." He says.

I turn around and look at him.

"When you said you loved me..." I say.

"And I really meant it." He says.

"Okay." I say.

"And when I told you you were beautiful. I meant every god damn word because I couldn't find enough words to describe a perfect girl." He says.

I look down and say," Were you lying about that dream Luke?"

"Maybe.." He says looking down at his hands.

I sigh and put my head in the pillow and let the tears come out.

"Why didn't you tell me?" I ask.

"Because I didn't want to hurt you. I didn't want to lose you like that jack ass Luke did in your dreams." He says.

He actually remembered me talking about it.

"The truth is.. No one even really knows who I am." He says fiddling with his fingers.

I look up at him and stare in his beautiful eyes.

"Who exactly are you, Luke Hemmings?" I ask.

"That's for you to find out." He says smiling. Oh my god his dimples.

I bite my lip and pull him in for a kiss.

"I hope I find out soon." I say.

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