Willow's POV "where the hell is he?!" I muttered to myself, checking
the time to see that it was 6: 20 and Luke was still not there. I was about 5 seconds from leaving until I saw Luke walking toward me, being all stupidly happy and cute. He opened his arms and gave me a harm hug, which I didn't return.
"I'm so so so so so so sorry that I'm late...," Luke apologized, but I was still a bit upset," I got us some frozen yogurt." Well... I /was/ upset, until he said the magic words "frozen yogurt."
"hmmmmmmmm... fine your forgiven, Mr.Hemmings," I said jokingly and from that point on we just hung out, watching the sunset and joking around about stupid stuff. I was honestly a little worried that he would think that I looked weird with purple hair, but he actually really liked it. After hours of hanging out with Luke passed I was actually quite upset when we realized the sun was almost fully set , indicating I would have to start walking home. Luke insisted that he should walk me home, I told him that he 100% didn't have to do that, but being the stubborn guy I know he is, he continued to walk with me. We were silent for the most part, but it wasn't an awkward silence it was just silent. After about a 10 minute walk we finally reached my house.
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Wasted. l.h + m.c
Fanfictionwillow-" the nicest girl you'll ever meet, except when you piss her off. she is the person I really care about but she doesn't know it." From what I've read in books and watched in movies, love is a special feeling. It gives you a weird sensation of...
