direct messaging luke hemmings

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Ran and ran and ran, making sure Luke was still with me.
We finally made it to a store on the corner of the street.
I looked behind me to see Luke hunched over, panting.
I giggled, "you okay Luke?"
"Were...you...in...track...or something?" Luke looked up at me, the beads of sweat on his forehead now visible.
"Yep." I smiled.
"God." Luke spoke, finally able to stand up and walk with me.
"Oh wait, um-I left my car and I'm sure yours is still there to.." I remembered.
"That's okay, let's talk, we can get our cars after." Luke smiled at me.
"Okay. What do you want to talk about?" I raised my eyebrows, looking back at him.
"You." Luke half smiled.
"Okay. Well, I've got one brother. I love food, haha. Um, I love bands, specifically Five Seconds Of Summer." I smiled. "I'm in love with music, it basically speaks for me. And I can't really think of anything more?" I laughed.
Luke smiled at my words. "Your pretty cool danni." He giggled.
"Well thank you." I smiled, turning my head slightly to see Luke with a light tint of pink on his cheeks.
I turned my whole body towards Luke, stopping on the sidewalk.
He stopped slightly afterwards, walking back to me, doing the same as I had done.
It was now that I had realized our faces were inches apart.
I wanted to close the gap, so badly, but I didn't.
Except Luke did.
And we kissed. We actually kissed, and I almost screamed.
I kissed Luke freaking Hemings.