Luke's POV:
I barely slept a wink last night. I was awake, in my bed, imaging the perfect moments I hoped I'd have with Marnie. I couldn't stop thinking about her the whole night. I was tossing and turning with nerves and hopes and worry. I just wanted to see her again.
I got up and showered, making sure to wash everything, and I mean everything, at least 3 times. I washed my hair with special MAN shampoo and made myself feel as fresh as possible. I was this close to shaving my legs too...
as I hopped out of the shower, I walked over to my room. I blow-dried my hair and styled it into a quiff after squeezing into a pair of black skinny jeans with rips at the knees. I also put on a nirvana muscle tank and a black hoodie and some black converse. I paced around the hotel room, thinking of what to say to her or what to text her. "hey, um, Marnie, you look absolutely out of this world!" what the fuck. no, Luke. I shook my head and stared back into the mirror. "Marnie, you, uh, look stunning." be more sure of what you're saying, Luke. how about a pickup line? "are you bread, because I'm crumbs. wait, no. I'm crumbling. wait..what?! uh focus, Luke." I face palmed. "ugh, ok. I would tell you a joke about my dick, but it's too long." I winked and held up my index finger and thumb and then clicked my tongue while winking. too forward. "I'm not a photographer, but I can picture me and you together," I smirked and decided that was the best I could do.
it was about 11:30 so I decided to text her.
Luke: hey I'm just about to pick you up. you ready? :)
she hadn't replied for about 10 minutes so I just kind of sat there, picking at my nails. my phone was sitting in my lap. as I waited eagerly for a reply. maybe she was blanking me again. why was I stupid enough to think she would actually forgive me? I'm such an asshole.
BUZZ!
I checked the screen.
O2: your monthly bill has reached a total of $30. please see the website for more details. thank you.
great.
so now i has more chance of going on a date with O2 than the girl I liked.
wow.
I sat on the edge of my bed, sighing and being miserable. she was never gonna like me. about half an hour after i sent the text, there was a knock at the hotel room. I got up with a sigh, really not in the mood to talk to one of the boys. I trudged over and unlocked the door, groaning. "what do you want?" I spat. "oh, sorry I came to surprise you, I can g-"
"MARNIE!! I'm so sorry I didn't realise I thought it would be one of the boys, I just, God I didn't expect you." I chuckled and she blushed and looked at the carpeted floor. I acknowledged her attire and we were wearing the same thing, pretty much. "didnt know you liked Nirvana," she smirked and so did I. "can I come in?" she asked.
"yes. um, yes of course, sorry." now it was my turn to blush. "no, it's fine." she smiled, stepping inside. she looked around. "this is a cute place." she looked at me. "well, I've been to better but, I suppose it's alright." she chuckled. "so, do you wanna go get ice-cream with me then?" I smirked.
"my pleasure."
Marnie's POV:
Luke and I were currently sat in this really cute ice-cream parlour that was about a ten minute drive from his hotel. I ordered a cookies and cream and he had a one scoop mango sorbet. he said he needed to loose weight. yeahhhh. he was just perfect, looking at him across the small, round table. his piercing blue eyes and his incredibly broad shoulders. he was amazing.
"so, well, you probably knew this was coming," he started.
"yes..."
"well, why did you say you had a boyfriend to push me away?" he looked down. "um, Luke. it's complicated, you see. I find it hard to let people on because of stuff that's happened to me before." I could feel the tears pricking my eyes but I refused to let them fall. "what do you mean, Marnie? what stuff?" he furrowed his brows. "why can't you just let me in?"
"because people do what they want to me, like paper." I choked.
"what?"
"you see, Luke, when people pick a piece of paper they don't choose a specific one. they don't look at which one they get. and then, they draw what they want on it, but if they don't like it, they crumple up the paper and throw it away. and people try to help me when I've been ripped and crumpled. I mean, sure, you can flatten the paper or stick it back together, but, the thing is, Luke, it's always going to have creases."
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A/N: this was a late chapter but it was fairly long and the title was explained so hopefully it was worth the wait. their ship name it larnie. I like that so yeah. idk what you guys think but here it is ta dah. just bawled my eyes out at this fic called 'fanzoned' so you may wanna read it...
~mimi xo
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