Beside You ☼ A Luke Hemmings Fanfiction

Chapter 21: "Will You?"

Luke had just walked out of the hotel room's door to get a little food for all of us. Michael, Ashton, Calum, and I were all left in the hotel room together. They were all exchanging glances, trying not to laugh at something.

"What?" I asked confusingly.
"Nothing," Michael slapped Calum's chest, attempting to get him to stop laughing, "Calum, SHUT UP!"
"Tell me!" I insisted.
"You'll see." Ashton smiled.
"What the hell, guys?" I said as they all scurried out of the room as soon as Luke returned.

Luke got out of the way of the other laughing boys, while handing me my favorite Starbucks drink.
"What's their problem?" Luke questioned.
"No idea," I said, as I was still very confused, "aw you didn't have to do that!"
"I kinda did, they didn't have any food downstairs. Just a Starbucks," Luke said as he brought me in for a kiss.

"Did they say anything?" Luke giggled, continuing the previous conversation.
"Not much, just that 'I'll see'. Whatever that's supposed to mean." I replied.

Luke turned around with a nervous look on his face.
"What?" I asked.
"Nothing."
"Are you serious? Do you know too?" I questioned.
"No. Did they say anything else?"
"Nope."

He sighed, while glancing at the clock. Once he looked away, he immediately looked back.
"Shit," he mumbled, "Um... get ready Emma."
"Ready for what?" I asked, confused, once again.
"Oh yeah, I had plans to go to the Eiffel Tower with you."
"Now?"
"Right now."

I hurried to the bathroom to do my make-up. I brushed on my black mascara, and carefully put on a little bit of eyeliner, while plugging in my purple curling iron. I threw my hair up into a ponytail, and curled it to make it a bit fancier. I slipped on a sophisticated black dress, and peeped out the window.

Rain drops were sprinting down the window pane. Paris rain seemed so much more magical than rain anywhere else. I grabbed my pink rain coat, and stepped outside to see Luke, standing there in a tux.

"You look so beautiful." Luke immediately said in awe.
"You look great too." I complimented him back.
"How did I end up with such a perfect girlfriend?"
"How did I end up with such a perfect boyfriend?"
We giggled as we stepped outside, into the light, sprinkling rain together as we started to walk to the stunning Eiffel Tower.

When we got there, Luke invited me to sit under the Eiffel Tower with him.
"It's like everything I ever imagined and more!" I exclaimed at the towers' beauty.
"You're cute when you're amazed."
I smiled, and he smiled back. He had nervousness in his eyes.
"Is everything okay?" I asked.
"Yeah, why?"
"I feel like you're nervous about something... whatever I'm going crazy."
"In the best way possible."
"So, you're okay?"
"Yes. It's just, we've been together for such a long time now, and it's like everyday that goes by I seem to love you more. You're my everything. And I love you so much."

I squeezed Luke's hand, "I love you too."
He continued, "Ever since the day I first met you, I knew you were different. You were the one. I didn't care if you had posters of me and my band plastered all over your bedroom walls. I didn't mind that you listened to my music non-stop. I didn't care you already knew me, and everything about me when we met. I didn't care that you were a fan, because I love you. And I want to spend the rest of my life with you. You're the best thing that's ever happened to me,"
He paused, and sat up onto one knee, while pulling out a tiny velvet box, "Emma, will you marry me?"

I clasped my hands over my mouth as a tear tricked down my cheek from surprise. I stared at the beautiful, shining ring before me. That's all I could seem to do. Stare at the ring, as well as Luke's bright blue eyes.

"So, will you?"