Bad Boy Hemmings ➸ Sequel

21.

"Liam, you're so clumsy!" Breanna laughed as Liam drunkly stumbled into her for the fifth time tonight. He smiled lazily and wrapped his arms around her waist.

"I'm sorry baby, forgive me?" He mumbled, pouting up at her.

My heart ached, but not in the good way. I miss Luke, I miss Luke so damn much. I miss the way he would wrap his arms around me and kiss down my neck, how he always knew how to make me feel okay. He was always the one who was their for me and now he's gone. He doesn't want me, he's probably already moved on from me.

My eyes began to water and I sucked in a harsh breath.

"Nevaeh, are you alright?" Tyler asked, placing a warm hand on my shoulder. I smiled slightly.

Tyler was so sweet to me, he doesn't deserve to be played around with and I don't wanna be the one to play him.

"Yeah, I'm just gonna head outside for a moment." I mumbled.

It was cold outside, the air numbing my wet cheeks and nipping at my bare arms and hands, but I still made my way over towards a grassy area and sat down.

Tears pooled at my eyes once again as my mind started to travel, but stopped when I heard loud panting.

Footsteps made their way closer and closer as my heart beat sped up. Maybe it was just a bunny searching for food. Bunnies make loud stomping noises when they walk, right?

I cringed back as the footsteps got louder and louder. Why wasn't I getting up or moving?

A body stood were the noise was coming from, but not one that I was expecting. It was Luke.

His hair was a mess and giant bags were formed under his eyes, he looked worn out and stressed. A sigh escaped his lips before he was stumbling towards me, hands clinging to my body like he hadn't seen me in years. "Nevaeh." He sighed.

My body was stiff and motionless as he stood there, arms wrapped around me and head burrowed in my neck.

This is all a dream right? I'm gonna blink a few times and he'll disappear, right? Just like in the movies? I blinked, one, two, three, four times and nothing happened. Luke was still standing here with his arms wrapped around me as he mumbled my name.

Processing what was happening in my head, I finally wrapped my arms around him and squeezed, never wanting to let go.

"Luke?" I whispered.

He hummed in response before bringing his head up to level with mine. "I'm sorry baby, I shouldn't have let you go, I'm an idiot for even thinking I could go with out you."

I shook my head violently but he continued.

"I knew that you were important to me but I still let you go, I love you and I need you to come back with me, only me. I know I don't deserve it and you probably don't love me like you used to-"

I shook my head again, taking his face in my hands and kissing his lips lightly before talking.

"I love how you hold me. I love how you tell me I'm beautiful. I love how you look at me funny when I say something stupid. I love how you make me happy. I love how you smile when I see you. I love how you laugh when I say something random, or stupid. I love the face you make when I snort when I laugh. I love how you ask me if I'm alright when I cant stop laughing. I love how you make me feel. I love how you tell me I look cute. I love how you like my pajamas. I love how you talk about music for hours. I love how you say sweet things to me. I love how you whisper in my ear when it's really quiet. I love how you squeeze me so hard when I hug you. I love how I can talk to you for hours about anything, and you listen, and I listen. I love how we call each other as soon as we wake up. I love how you sound when I wake you up. I love how you want to spend every day with me. I love how you squeeze my hand. I love how you rub my back, and kiss my neck. I love how you lay next to me, and tell me that everything's perfect. I love how everything is perfect. I love how you see the person I really am. I love how you say we are perfect for each other. I love how you make me cry, but not because I'm upset or sad, or you hurt me, but because you made me the happiest person ever. I love how I wake up in the morning for you. I love how I anticipate seeing you. I love how you kiss me. I love how I look at the empty space in my bed, and wish you were filling it. I love how I get nervous when I see you, but feel more comfortable with you than I do with anyone else. I love how my parents love you. I love how you deal with my picky eating habits. I love how you worry about me, and take care of me. I love how you pay for me when we go places. I love how you insist everything will be alright, and make me feel at ease. I love how you keep me warm when I'm cold. I love how you give me weird looks at awkward moments. I love how you stop everything for me. I love how I'm important to you. I love how I make you happy. I love how you make me happy. I love how you make sure I stay in line. I love how I only want to be with you. I love how I only think about you. I love how I stop everything because I get distracted and have to call you. I love how you get jealous. I love how you are when you are with your family. I love being with your family. I love how I can see myself with you forever. I love how we talk about being together forever. I love how you think I have cute feet. I love how you tickle me. I love how you get mad when someone says something to upset me. I love everything about you. Don't ever feel like I don't because I do, you're my everything and I can't imagine myself without you, even if you don't want me anymore."

Luke took me by surprise and lifting my legs so they were wrapped around his waist and smashing his lips to mine.

I tangled my fingers through his hair, tugging and pulling as he kissed me harshly.

"I love you, so much." He panted, and I knew, right then and there that I had gotten Luke back.

This was from google..... all rights reserved I guess?

"I love how you hold me. I love how you tell me I'm beautiful. I love how you look at me funny when I say something stupid. I love how you make me happy. I love how you smile when I see you. I love how you laugh when I say something random, or stupid. I love the face you make when I snort when I laugh. I love how you ask me if I'm alright when I cant stop laughing. I love how you make me feel. I love how you tell me I look cute. I love how you like my pajamas. I love how you talk about music for hours. I love how you say sweet things to me. I love how you whisper in my ear when it's really quiet. I love how you squeeze me so hard when I hug you. I love how I can talk to you for hours about anything, and you listen, and I listen. I love how we call each other as soon as we wake up. I love how you sound when I wake you up. I love how my dog has more sex with you than I do, just kidding. I love how you want to spend every day with me. I love how you squeeze my hand. I love how you rub my back, and kiss my neck. I love how you lay next to me, and tell me that everything's perfect. I love how everything is perfect. I love how you see the person I really am. I love how you say we are perfect for each other. I love how you make me cry, but not because I'm upset or sad, or you hurt me, but because you made me the happiest person ever. I love how I wake up in the morning for you. I love how I anticipate seeing you. I love how you kiss me. I love how I look at the empty space in my bed, and wish you were filling it. I love how I get nervous when I see you, but feel more comfortable with you than I do with anyone else. I love how my parents love you. I love how you deal with my picky eating habits. I love how you worry about me, and take care of me. I love how you pay for me when we go places. I love how you insist everything will be alright, and make me feel at ease. I love how you keep me warm when I'm cold. I love how you give me weird looks at awkward moments. I love how you stop everything for me. I love how I'm important to you. I love how I make you happy. I love how you make me happy. I love how you make sure I stay in line. I love how I only want to be with you. I love how I only think about you. I love how I stop everything because I get distracted and have to call you. I love how you get jealous. I love how you are when you are with your family. I love being with your family. I love how I can see myself with you forever. I love how we talk about being together forever. I love how you think I have cute feet. I love how you tickle me. I love how you get mad when someone says something to upset me. I love everything about you." -Google