Luke's POV
After i dropped her off at her house, she rushed inside. I heard a loud voice, must have been her mother, i got her in trouble. I really didn't mean to get her in trouble. I walked home, and went up to my bedroom, to think. I wrote a few songs and played my guitar, and just sat on my bed thinking of Sophie, she is so beautiful, and simple, and just...well...perfect. Her grey eyes just capture my full attention, her soft brunette locks, make me wanna run my fingers through her hair, her plump pink lips make me wanna kiss her, but her eyes make me wanna cry, and hold her close to me. She looks so sad, i just don't know why. I need to know her some more. She probably won't be allowed out tonight, that argument sounded pretty intense.
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It has been 3 days. Every day i go to the docks to see i she is there, she never is. I hope she is alright. This is horrible, i need to see her face, and hear her voice. Now. Ill go check the docks once more.
