Chapter 31

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I wipe away the tears on my cheeks and Luke softly smiles. A kind smile, one that he means apolegetically because the song was about Brandon and I get so upset thinking about him. Usually I hate people's sympathy because it makes me think that I'm weak or incapable of doing something but Luke makes me feel better. He makes me feel safe and I know that if I ever have to tell anyone something, it will be Luke that I go to.

"What's the time?" Luke asks me. I know that it's super late because I feel like my eyes are hanging out of my head and they're burning. I can only imagine the bags under them.

I click my phone on and read three o'clock. No wonder I feel so tired.

"Ready to go?" Luke asks quietly. Luke grabs my hand and I smile.

"Yeah." I stand up and we collect our things. I turn to the fire to see it's almost out. It must be illegal to have a fire on the edge of a cliff near a forest. The thought didn't even cross my mind when I saw all my friends sitting up here, having a good time but now... it's probably illegal. Luke grabs the guitar and lies it on the ground as he leans down to the fire. I watch his lean muscles move under his singlet as he picks the sticks lying beside the fire, silently stands and throws them into the forest. He must feel my gaze on him because he turns back to me and raises an eyebrow. I shrug and smile while hugging my arms to my chest. His jumper keeps me warm but not warm enough. Luke motions me to walk over to him and when I do, I'm hugged to his chest. He squeezes me against his side and I grab the guitar as we walk to the clearing. Luke, once again, holds the branches open for me as I step through and Luke does the same.

"I must look like a zombie." I say as we continue to walk through the luscious foliage. Every step we take makes a crunching sound as we trample on the auburn leaves. Luke steps closer to me and takes my hand in his.

"Remember when you first hit that pole?" Luke asks and I turn a bright red, thinking about that moment. I was completely helpless and embarrassed at that time but I was lucky that Luke was there.

I nod my head and Luke continues. "I picked you up and took you to the sick bay. While you were laying there unconscious, all I could think about was you. I was so scared and nervous because I wasn't sure if you were going to be okay. You looked so beautiful though and I just had to reach out and take your hand." He says while looking away. Like he's recalling the memory and relishing in it. He may have loved that moment but I sure didn't. Not the part that Luke was there it was that I felt so nauseous and sick. I hit a pole!

"That was the first time I actually thought about us being together, you know? I had always liked you and seen you around but the thought of asking you out had never before that crossed my mind." He continued, his voice wavering a little. How could Luke Hemmings get so embarrassed over telling me his feelings?

"You're so cute," I stop walking and pull Luke closer to me. I stand up on my tippie-toes and lightly press a kiss on his lips. I feel them turn upwards into a grin and I pull back. "And sweet."

Luke smiles down at me and pulls me towards him. He kisses me forcefully and I tense at his bold move. I sense his smirk and laugh a little as he hugs me tight. He hesitates, deciding whether to pull back, before deciding to. I smile and Luke takes my hand in his once again as we walk side by side up to the Limo.

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Luke and I are sitting in the backseat of the Limo, making our way back to my house. I watch the scenery pass by through the window and think about my life. I started school not that long ago and now, here I am sitting next to the beautiful Luke Hemmings. There were so many complications to get here but in the end, it was totally worth it. Because now I have him.

"Whatcha thinking 'bout?" Luke asks quietly in my ear and I blush. I was thinking about him but I won't let him know that.

"This really hot guy in year 11. His name's Michael." Luke doesn't say anything but just gives me a death stare. I break out into laughter and then he finally says something.

"Why Michael? You could've picked Ashton or Calum." He laughs but it sounds nervous. Does he know that I don't actually like Michael? I like him.

"Because you love Michael like a brother. I knew you would get mad if I said that." I giggle.

"So you were trying to make me mad!" He growls but cracks a smile. I giggle and he tickles me.

I decide to tell him the 'truth' of what I was really thinking about.

"I was thinking about School. Ugh! In a couple of hours." At least I get to see my friends. I did just see them though and I would really love a day off school but i know my mum won't let that. I was lucky enough that she let me hang out with Luke for the rest of the week.

"Don't worry, I'll be there anyway." He says and that's the only reason why I will go to school tomorrow. For Luke.

"Mmmm." I nod and rest my head on Luke's shoulder. He wraps his arm around my waist and I snuggle deeper into his singlet.

We stay like this as we continue to make our way to my house.

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We finally arrive and the Limo driver walks around to open the door for us again. I thank him and hop out with Luke following behind. We silently walk to my door, hand in hand. I stop at the front door and turn around to face Luke.

"I had such a fun time tonight Luke. And today." I'm glad we're back together and I'm sure Luke is too. I had so much fun hanging out with my boyfriend and I can't wait for the rest of the week.

"I had fun too." He leans in for a kiss and I press one on his lips. He pulls back and smirks at me as I blush. His smirk is amazing! He bites down on his lip ring again and I quietly gasp. Curse the feels! Luke doesn't seem to notice the trouble I'm having with containing all these thoughts in my head for which I'm glad. "I'll see you at school." He adds and slowly makes his way back to the Limo. I nod and wave a little as he smiles at me before getting into the car. He silently drives away and I glance out at the street, relishing in the quiet. I think about how great my life is and how I have Luke again.


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