We had all come in separate cars. At this point it was about 11 o'clock at night, and we were all pretty tired. Luke had went to the strip club with his brother so when we went home he came into my car. And we unfortunately drove back in silence.
I couldn't help but think I was just waiting for Luke to slip up, and for me to come home one day and and see him with another girl. I guess you called him a ticking time bomb.
When we got home Luke started talking to me about the band, he started to say how much pressure he was having to deal with. I knew what it was like having eyes on you all the time always having to look behind you, but that's what you have to deal with when you're famous.
I didn't think it was too serious about it, or that it bothered him that much until he started crying or at least sounded like it. He was talking to me and his voice just started cracking and he started looking down.
I couldn't help but walk over to him and give him a hug, and a little kiss on the neck. I hadn't seen real emotion from him in a long time and honestly it was nice to know he still had some emotion in him.
We later went upstairs got dressed for bed and laid in bed silently. We just laid in bed saying nothing, it was peaceful and perfect. Luke wrapped his arm around me eventually, and soon his warmth drifted me to sleep.
