Escape To Paradise | l.h.

{Wylie}

"I'll be back to pick you up around seven." Luke kisses my cheek unlocking the car door.
"I'll be ready." I peck his lips getting out and walking towards his house.
"There's a box on the bed." Luke smirks at me from the rolled down window.
I give him a confused look as I watch him drive away. I was tired from the long drive back from the cabin and expected to have a quiet and relaxed night but I had a date with Luke that I was excited about. I walk through the house I call my own now. Liz immediately hugs me pulling me close.
"Did you have fun?" She asks.
"I did." I smile pulling away from her. "It was a nice little vacation."
"Did they behave?" She looks at me worryingly. "I know how those boys can get."
"Everything was perfect. We swam in the lake and just hung around the cabin the whole time." I smile walking towards the stairs.
"Be ready when he gets here." She grins. "I have to get pictures of you two before your date."
I nod and run up the stairs knowing I only had an hour to get ready. A black box neatly sits on the bed. Without hesitation, I slide the lid off of the box. I pull out the red dress wondering if Liz had gotten it or if Luke did and if he did he had amazing taste. I put the dress on and admire myself in the mirror. The way the dress clung to my body gave me a sense of confidence I never knew I could have. I curl my hair loosely and decide not putting on any make up on. Once the clock reads seven I run down the stairs.
My eyes widen by the tall clean cut man in front of me. Luke's hair was flat and a tux stretches across his body. A smile forms perfectly on his lips as I come into his vision. His mom already has her camera in hand. Ten minute of taking pictures we head out of the door.
"You look gorgeous." Luke compliments opening the car door for me.
"You clean up well." I blush.
He runs over to the drivers side getting in quickly. "Tonight is special."
The ride consists of little talk. Probably due to both of our nerves. Luke's constant lip biting and gripping the steering wheel until his knuckles were ghost white, let me know he was nervous but I think that's what love is. When you can look at the person you've fallen for a still feel that knot in your stomach tighten when you look at them. That feeling you get when your cheeks begin to blush. I have never known what it felt like to truly and utterly love someone until Luke reentered into my life. Love seemed like such a forbidden thing that I believed I would never be given an opportunity to ever experience. Like eve and the apple. She knew she shouldn't take it but she did and that's what I did. I captured love. I found it in Luke.
Bringing me out of my thoughts Luke speaks. "We're here."
My mouth gapes open. "How could you afford someplace like this?" I look at him wide eyed.
"My share from the gig we did. I rented the whole place out for the two of us." He admits, his cheeks turning a bright red.
"Why?"
"Because you're worth it." He smiles opening his car door.
He escorts me in with his hand sternly placed on my hip. A short lanky red head greets us by our names leading us to the only table draped with a red cloth. Luke pulls my seat out and pushes me after I sit. From where I sit, a stage is set up behind Luke with violins cases as other instruments I couldn't name. The place is dimly lit only by different sized white candles placed around the most expensive restaurant in town.
"This is lovely." I compliment still gushing over the place.
"Thank you." He smiles grabbing my hand from across the table. His leg bounces up and down as if he's still nervous.
"What's wrong?" I ask quietly.
Our waiter prances to the table before he could answer. "White wine or red wine miss?" He asks in a high pitched voice.
"Red please." I grin.
"And for you sir?" He pours the liquid carefully in my wine glass, filling it to the brim.
"The same." Luke replies quickly. I furrow my eyebrows and get an awkward smile from the blond I'm front of me.
"The chefs special is almost complete for you two." The waiter lets us know and walks away.
"Is it about the band?" I squeeze his hand but he releases my hand scratching the back of my hand.
In all honesty, I didn't want to talk about the band. Frankly, they were the best I had ever seen preform and it didn't surprise me when they got offered a deal. At the same time, I couldn't stand thinking about them leaving me. I know that completely selfish and unfair but they all had grown on me. Luke and I weren't even labeled or official and I felt like I had some kind of claim on him. I had to stay strong though. Of course I would support them but they day luke leaves will be the day he takes a piece of me with him and I could never take that away from him.
I blow off his weirdness and the waiter comes back out with two plates. "I hope you both enjoy." He smiles creepily as if being a waiter was an act and being nice wasn't his thing.
"Thank you." Luke and I say in unison.
Through mouths full of food, we do talk but not about what he wants to. Five guys walk into the stage and start playing the most beautiful melody. Luke was an easy person to read most of the time. Sometimes he wasn't. I always knew when something was wrong or upsetting him. The way his leg bobbed up and down and how often he cleared his throat were little signs I picked up on. I set my fork down already feeling full.
"Talk to me luke. Communicate with me." I finally beg as take a big gulp of my wine.
He stops eating a swallows the food in his mouth. He clears his throat. "I'm terrified." He breathes. My breathe hitches in my throat preventing me from saying anything.
"I'm terrified that people won't like us. That this is all some joke and won't work out in the end. That..." He pauses. "That you'll get tired of waiting for me to come home and you'll find someone better. Someone that can be there all the time. Someone who you can call and they'd coming for you and be there in ten minutes. I'm fucking petrified that I'll lose you Wylie. That I'll wake up on a tour bus and you'll end it because you can't stand being away from me. And worst of all..." He clears his throat swallowing hard. "That instead of you telling me it's over, it'll be me."
Tears well up in my eyes as I take in his words. "Everything happens for a reason Luke." I take in a sharp breathe and grab his hand. "I don't believe you'd do that to me. I believe we can make this work. Be happy." I wipe the tears from my eyes smiling at him with my chin quivering. "Be happy that you got a fucking deal. That's huge. It's absolutely amazing. I'm not going anywhere and if you do..." My voice cracks. "If you do end it for whatever reason, I'm still right here. I'll understand." I close my eyes trying to avoid my life without him.
"I love you Wylie." He sighs bringing my hand to his lips and leaves a long kiss and it never occurred to me that, that was the last time I'd hear those three little meaningful, powerful words spoken by this angel.

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So first off, I want to give you all a biiig fucking apology. I made a promise to myself I'd update every single day and I haven't. The weekend was beyond crazy. I had softball games and got shit faced. But I finally updated.
Secondly, this chapter might seem like the book is coming to an end and it is absolutely not. As in sorry if this chapter is shit but it foreshadows. This chapter was so hard to write due to the fact of how I'm going to write the following chapters.
Also I've said previously I wanted to answer questions so I'm going to.
Age: 17
Hair color: red (not naturally, also hair color changes all the time)
Height: 5'5
Favorite color: green
Favorite animal: goat
Favorite band: changes every day but today is You Me At Six
Favorite song: changes everyday but today it's Remember You by Skid Rowe
Right hand or left: lefty
Grade: drop out ( for now)
Favorite 5sos song: unpredictable
Favorite member: Luke (but I love all of them equally kinda, there's just that one member though.)
Birth date: 8-15-97
What I hate the most: people directing the word cunt at another person
What I love most: the chills and goosebumps you get from a good song
Scariest moment to date: almost drowning at Six Flags when I was like twelve
I envy: curvy, thick girls
I loath: that Luke Hemmings was ever created because he has ruined my fucking life
How I feel about Zayn leaving 1D: if he's happy it all good
Life goal: to go to the 5sos concert on august 22 because it's a week after I turn 18
Favorite hair color on michael: deff the white blondish color or red
Calum with blond: please kill me
Ashton and his long hair: please let me put it in pig tails
Ps, ^^^ you probably won't read all of those lol but just to give you an idea of who I am. As always, thank you for reading beautifuls.
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