Our Duet ; l.h.

▪7▪ Rooftop Kiss

|||Lucy|||

"Nice view from up here." A voice said behind me.

I turned around and saw Luke looking at our surroundings. His eyes landed at me and he grinned.

Why would he be here when I needed to get away from him?

"Yeah...it's awesome." I said and smiled.

"So uh...why'dya come up here in a hurry?" Luke said fidgeting with his fingers.

"Just needed some air...yeah." I shrugged and looked back at the scenery.

"You come here often?" He asked.

"Everytime I go to Tifa's studio I always come here. It helps me think clearly. And um...it's relaxing." I replied.

"Oh." He simply said. I heard his footsteps coming closer until he was beside me. We were quiet for a while and the silence was kinda awkward.

Not Luke awkward just...awkward. You know what I mean.

I can feel him staring at me, but I can ignored it. He's weirdness is making me tense.

"Luce..." he then held both of my hands with his. He looked at me directly at my eyes. "I lost my memory. That's why I can't remember you. I-I'm sorry if you think I could just forget a bestfriend like that--"

"It's okay, Luke. I saw your tweet. I believe you." I said and let go from his grip. I pinched his cheek and focused my attention elsewhere. When I looked at him again...

He looked down and played with his own feet and said, "Even if I did lost my memory, I could still remember this feeling...You see, when I'm around you...I don't know. I-I just can't help myself but stare. I can't really explain how I feel towards you but I'm sure it isn't some negative one. A-and I think...I-I think-- uh...sorry...I-I'm being awkward and weird again." He babbled and I laughed a little because of his behavior.

"You're so cute when you babble." As I said that, I covered my mouth in embarassment. Why would I even say that out loud? It's a good thing he just laughed.

But then he held both of my hands again and placed it in his chest. We locked eye contact and his facial expression was serious.

"I...I-I think I'm in love with you."

Is he serious? I mean, he had amnesia for crying out loud and he just "met" me yesterday. Why would he say he loves me? Is this a joke or..?

"Bad joke, Luke." I chuckled nervously.

"I'm not joking." He said in a serious tone. "When I met you at Maca's I don't really know who you are. Just your name. But it's like I've known you for so long. It's like there's this feeling in my gut whenever I'm with you and it's just...weird. I know we just met yesterday but c'mon...We were classmates in high school. Michael told me everything."

My eyes widened. "H-he told you...e-everything?"

"Yeah...I'm so sorry. I was so stupid not knowing you were in love me. And I guess you don't feel the same way right now because you're still mad at me for what happened. I'm sorry for letting you go. I'm sorry for everything." He said sorry over and over.

I cupped his left cheek. "You don't need to apologize. It's mt fault anyway. I ran away from you guys so that I could move on. But I guess...that failed."

"What? So you're trying to say is--"

"Yes, Hemmings. I'm still in love with you. I don't know why, but I just do. And I hate you for giving me this feeling." I said as I ran towards the exit. But then he caught my hand and he turned me around.