Luke has been sick since last night and for same reason he keeps telling you to go away... you have no idea why and of course... you don't go away. You think his telling you to go away because he might not want you to see him sick. You walk onto the bedroom where Luke has been all day just.. laying there 'Y/N, I don't want here' Luke says softly into the pillow
'Why?' you ask sitting down on the bed next to Luke
'I don't like you seeing my sick' Luke says again, softly
'Why don't you like me seeing you sick?' you ask a follow up question 'Because I always think that your going to break up with me cause of how horrible I look' Luke says looking up at you with a few tears rolling down his cheeks
'Luke! I would never break up with you, even if you look horrible, I love you for you' you say rubbing the tears away with your thumb
